The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 18

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18.

The bliss continued until I fell asleep.

“You’ve grown so much more beautiful since I last saw you.”

Dokgo Yeon, who had been radiating killing intent when we reunited, became much more comfortable once she contained all her demonic energy.

In that state, she even patted my stomach and helped me fall asleep.

‘I can’t fall asleep.’

If I were to escape, tonight would be the perfect opportunity.

But after taking a warm bath, receiving a drowsy massage, and eating snacks that induced a blood sugar spike until my stomach was full, all I could think about was sleep.

Right. I’ll escape tomorrow.

‘Come to think of it, wouldn’t security be even tighter tonight? To get to Xinjiang, I’d have to pass through Shanxi and Henan anyway, so it would be better to escape then and ask for help.’

This is absolutely not self-rationalization.

To build up strength for escaping, it was good to get plenty of sleep. Even if they’re supreme masters, breaking through the surveillance of Hyeongyeong and Hwagyeong masters is no ordinary task.

Good. I’ve decided to run away while traveling tomorrow!

“I’ve prepared transportation for you. You can ride in the palanquin that the sect members carry.”

“What? How could I ride in a palanquin while leaving mother behind?”

“What are you talking about? We can ride together.”

“Ah.”

—There was a time when I thought like that.

As soon as I woke up, Dokgo Yeon had me carried on a palanquin borne by Hwagyeong and supreme martial artists.

She even got on with me.

“We’re departing, Sect Leader!”

Befitting masters who had reached harmony, the palanquin moved forward without the slightest tremor.

Even on rough mountains, it was the same. At this point, it felt like riding in an expensive imported SUV on a well-paved asphalt road rather than a palanquin.

Sitting quietly and talking with Dokgo Yeon like this, they would stop punctually for lunch and dinner to give me delicious food, help me wash, and even brush my teeth if I just closed my eyes.

It was far too comfortable.

This was fundamentally different from Ju Sohui taking care of me. Perhaps because the Peng Family of Hebei was a prestigious orthodox family, there were definitely things that even direct descendants had to do themselves.

But Makyō?

There was none of that. If you just had a body, they’d even change your underwear for you.

“Since we’ve reached Henan, we can stop setting up camps. Scatter and move inconspicuously. It would be troublesome if the Shaolin monks caught us.”

“Understood.”

I came to my senses on the third day.

‘This won’t do.’

I recalled the geography of Zhongyuan that I had been diligently taught at the Peng Family.

‘That chaos happened in Shandong, and now we’re in Henan.’

Most of the orthodox factions are concentrated in the center of Zhongyuan, north of the Yangtze River. Particularly in the Henan region, Shaolin has established itself, with Huashan and Zhongnan of Shaanxi right next to it, and Wudang of Hubei below.

Also, I heard that the headquarters of the Wulin Alliance is also located in this Henan. Though I don’t know the exact geography, finding it by asking around should be possible.

“We’ll meet again later, Sect Leader. Young Sect Leader.”

Being virtually surrounded in the heart of the orthodox faction, Dokgo Yeon made all the Hwagyeong and supreme masters scatter one by one. It was natural, since if black-clad masters moved in groups, they’d immediately catch Shaolin’s attention.

So if I’m going to escape, it’s really only now.

“Shall we visit an inn after a long time?”

…But how?

Dokgo Yeon walked beside me with a bleak smile.

“Come, come! Skewers for just three coins each! Everyone buy some!”

“Sir over there, please give this beggar just one coin. Just one coin.”

“Tsk. Why are there so many beggars in this city? Really, this is why Henan is…”

It was a settlement we’d entered after a long time.

Unlike the lair of blood demons where we stayed last time, the interior of Henan Province was large enough to be called a city. Perhaps because it was right next to Shaolin, bald monks could be seen occasionally. They were Shaolin disciples.

“…We won’t get caught, right?”

“Not unless the abbot comes out personally.”

Yet Dokgo Yeon remained completely relaxed. Wearing a bamboo hat pulled low, she was in such a good mood that she even hummed.

“By the way, mother.”

“What is it?”

After being forcibly stuck with her all day for three days, most of my fear had disappeared. Originally, people should stretch their legs according to where they can lie down.

In that sense, Dokgo Yeon was definitely the right place for me to lie down. Whatever her inner thoughts, she certainly cared for me.

Thanks to that, I could ask such questions.

“That village where I was staying. Did our sect create it?”

“You mean the blood demons.”

When I asked with wide eyes, Dokgo Yeon stroked her smooth chin.

“That wasn’t it, it seemed more like the breeding ground of the Blood Sect’s Cheonryun Sinmago. With dozens of supreme-level blood demons alone, most martial artists below that level would have been devoured by the witch.”

“Ah.”

Just as I was about to nod, my mouth fell open.

“Eh? Then isn’t that Cheonryun Sinmago or whatever going to chase after me? Since I ruined someone else’s breeding ground?”

“That’s why I didn’t let Peng Gongzi live.”

Dokgo Yeon, with her hands behind her back, smiled wickedly.

“I don’t know why you were traveling with Peng Gongzi, but it worked out well. I can redirect Cheonryun Sinmago’s resentment toward the Peng Family.”

“Huh…”

What she meant was that she would shift the blame for killing Cheonryun Sinmago’s blood demons, which I had mostly killed, onto Peng.

‘…But even if she doesn’t shift it, the resentment would be the same anyway, right?’

I’m a Peng daughter.

It was quite a wicked scheme of discord, but strictly speaking, it was just normalizing the resentful relationship.

I followed Dokgo Yeon with quick steps, lost in thought.

‘But this confirmed it.’

Dokgo Yeon doesn’t know my true bloodline.

Similarly, she probably has never met Sword Emperor Ju Sohui either.

It wasn’t strange.

Zhongyuan is a vast land. The spheres of Cheonma, who resides at the western edge of Zhongyuan, and Ju Sohui, who would have been active at the southern edge of Zhongyuan long ago and at the eastern edge after marriage, don’t overlap at all.

“Oh my, sir!”

Just as I was about to ask something more, a young waiter in front of the inn rolled up his sleeves and came running over eagerly.

“You’re martial artists on a journey, aren’t you? Please stay at our inn for the night. We have good rooms available!”

“Ho.”

It was flattering salesmanship.

Certainly, both Dokgo Yeon and I seemed to give the impression of being from wealthy families, so we probably looked like we had some money. When Dokgo Yeon didn’t refuse outright, the confident boy rubbed his palms together and said:

“Our inn is also famous for the best chicken dishes in Henan. They’re so exquisite that various guests call us Henan’s Premier Inn.”

“Chicken dishes. Hyeon-a, what do you think?”

“I like it!”

Though I didn’t particularly have an appetite, we’d have to stay somewhere for the night anyway.

“Two guests coming in!”

“Welcome!”

The inn the waiter guided us to was certainly large enough to call itself Henan’s premier. I opened my qi sense wide, wondering if there might be any masters above Hwagyeong level among the bustling crowd.

‘None.’

Not only no Hwagyeong, but not even supreme masters.

I had expected something since Henan Province was said to be within spitting distance of Shaolin, but it seemed unrealistic to coincidentally encounter Wulin Alliance members and receive help.

‘Besides, if they’re below Hyeongyeong level, asking for rescue would just be a meaningless death…’

Unlike a month ago when I had no basic common sense from wandering the world, during my stay at the Peng Family, I had been instilled with knowledge that a child of a prestigious family should naturally know by my family members.

For instance, the Five Absolutes of the World.

Among these five peerless masters called the Five Absolutes of the World, the strongest, the Number One Under Heaven, is none other than the Abbot of Shaolin.

Below him are the leader of the evil faction alliance Sadoryeon called the Number One Sword Under Heaven, Cheonma Dokgo Yeon, the Sword Sovereign of the Murong Family, and Sword Emperor Ju Sohui of the Peng Family of Hebei.

Either way, my head throbs.

Even if Ju Sohui came running, could she win against Cheonma?

“Don’t you have an appetite?”

“No. That’s not it.”

Oops.

Lost in thought, I had been picking at the chicken dish in front of me. As I hurriedly stuffed my mouth full of meat, Dokgo Yeon rested her chin on her hand and smiled like a snake.

“Even your eating is lovely.”

“Hic.”

Somehow that gave me chills.

“Oh my, it seems you choked.”

“Cough. Ahem. I’m fine! Um, but I have another question.”

Dokgo Yeon nodded slightly. It was a gesture of permission.

“You didn’t come to Chūan just to find me alone, did you…? Perhaps you have some other purpose?”

“Hmm.”

Did I hit the mark?

Dokgo Yeon stopped moving and soon asked in a cold tone.

“What makes you think so?”

“If you only came to find me, there would be no reason to come all the way to Henan, the headquarters of the Wulin Alliance. It’s dangerous too.”

“A foolish question.”

Thud.

Dokgo Yeon set down her teacup and spoke calmly.

“When a mother goes to find her child, what does it matter whether it’s enemy territory or a place of death?”

She closed her mouth and stared directly at me. Her blood-tinged crimson eyes rippled deeply.

…Gulp.

Just as I was about to avert my gaze, crushed by the heavy atmosphere.

“The most important purpose of this journey to Chūan is indeed to find you, Hyeon-a.”

“Then…”

“But a second purpose does exist as well. Unlike the first, this one doesn’t matter if it’s not achieved, but it would be quite good if it were.”

I hope there’s no misunderstanding.

Adding this, Dokgo Yeon spoke in a slow tone.

“The Religious Sect is searching for the Blood Soul Spear.”

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