The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 19

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19.

“Blood Soul Tomb?”

My expression became serious.

I asked earnestly.

“What is the Blood Soul Tomb?”

“…Huh?”

Dokgo Yeon, who had been resting her arm, momentarily slipped her hand.

Even though it was the first opening she had shown, she didn’t seem particularly concerned about it. She simply raised an eyebrow once and kindly explained.

“It’s the tomb of one who was called the Blood Demon in the past. In the end, he ultimately disappeared alone, so his tomb exists somewhere in this Zhongyuan.”

“Oh.”

“Until now it was only known as legend, but this time by chance, the treasure map pointing to the Blood Soul Tomb was released to the world. So Manoe suggested that while going to find the Young Sect Leader, we should look for it once.”

Hearing this, I understand it completely.

Blood Soul Tomb .

In short, it means a tomb where the souls of blood dwell.

I also understand why I didn’t learn about it during the Peng Family’s education time. At first glance, it was clearly a legacy that only demon heads would seek.

“Would there be divine arts or something inside?”

“I cannot know that much, but if it falls into the hands of those Blood Sect bastards, things will become troublesome. Especially if Cheonryun Sinmago gets her hands on the Blood Soul Tomb’s legacy….”

Dokgo Yeon showed disgust.

I don’t know why she dislikes it so much when she’s also a Makyō member. I voiced my thoughts directly in a carefree tone.

“Aren’t the Blood Sect and Makyō pretty much the same thing? Are you on bad terms?”

“What.”

Crash!

Dokgo Yeon, who heard my statement, broke her teacup. Since the inn was quite noisy and martial artists breaking cups was everyday occurrence, no one paid attention.

However, only my heart facing Dokgo Yeon pounded like crazy.

It was the first time I’d seen such eyes since our reunion that I thought I had escaped from.

“Young Sect Leader, are you comparing that group of madmen who only worship blood with our sect that has sacred purposes?”

“Gasp! No! I was wrong!”

“…Right. Please be careful with your words and actions as the Young Sect Leader from now on.”

Sensing I was screwed by the title Young Sect Leader instead of Hyeon-a or daughter, I quickly bowed my head. Fortunately, Dokgo Yeon didn’t get angry anymore.

“Anyway, we plan to cross the Yangtze River and go to Hunan soon. That’s where the treasure map points to first.”

“Even though it’s the Blood Demon’s legacy, it’s right in front of Wudang’s nose. Why?”

“How would I know what that bastard was thinking?”

Ting.

Dokgo Yeon, who killed a flying fly by shooting her inner power at it, picked up her chopsticks again.

“Let’s finish eating and look around the area a bit. I should also spend some intimate time with my daughter after so long.”

“? Ah, yes.”

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Around the time when the girl who was Dori, but had now become Dokgo Hyeon, was having a conversation with Cheonma at a high-class inn in Henan.

“Huff, gasp…!”

Peng was running.

His breath had risen to his chin, leaving a fishy taste. He was literally squeezing out even the strength he had when nursing.

There was one reason he was running.

‘I must inform the Alliance, Mother!’

Three days ago.

He had stayed in a village during his martial world journey with his precious younger sister Dori, who had returned after a full ten years.

That village was a lair of blood demons.

Up to that point, it wasn’t such a big problem. Although it would have been a place where he alone would have suffered greatly, with the combined strength of Dori who had reached Chojejung level, the group of nearly a hundred blood demons was quickly dealt with in less than an hour.

The incident happened after that.

“Daughter. Where are you going?”

“Gack, cough…!”

Killing intent and demonic energy that felt like choking his throat.

If it had been an ordinary martial artist at the beginning of peak level, they wouldn’t have been able to even identify the source of that killing intent. However, Peng, who had trained every day under his mother who had reached Hyeongyeong level, could tell.

This energy. This momentum. This inner power.

It was undoubtedly the power of a Hyeongyeong master. Among them, if it was a woman, the identity was-

“Urgh.”

His consciousness was cut off there.

When he woke up half a day later, no one was there. When he touched the ground with his trembling hands, he grasped soft fabric.

It was the wave-patterned robe his mother had given to his sister. All that remained was a single blood-stained outer garment.

He slowly raised his head.

Blood .

On the wall of the house where he had stayed for one night, crimson letters were written in someone’s blood.

His thoughts immediately converged into one.

‘Cheonryun Sinmago…!’

The female master of the Blood Sect whose infamy was so great that she couldn’t be listed among the Ten Great Masters of the Martial World, but was practically equivalent to them.

If you think that creating blood demons and blood river corpses was also the Blood Sect’s doing, it all fits together.

“Aaaaah!”

Thud!

Peng, who struck the ground with his large fist, let out a scream. He wanted to kill his past self who had thoughtlessly taken his sister on a martial world journey.

He should immediately chase after those damn Blood Sect villains and find his sister. However, despite his hot-blooded fool-like appearance, Peng was a rational man.

‘Even if I track them alone, I can’t do anything. If Doa was really captured by Cheonryun Sinmago, or if she’s d-dead.’

So he immediately began retracing his path.

If he had known Dori’s real location, he would have gone to find the Sword Saint at the Martial Arts Alliance instead of returning to Hebei. But from his position of knowing nothing, it was also a natural choice.

Because it was clear who would fight most desperately, staking everything.

‘Cheonryun Sinmago…!’

Thus, Peng deployed his lightness skill for three straight days, grinding his teeth toward Cheonryun Sinmago.

“The Peng Family will thoroughly repay this grudge, Cheonryun Sinmago!”

And at the same time in Shaanxi.

Cheonryun Sinmago, who was drinking in the afternoon at a tavern, suddenly scratched her ear.

Dangsoso, who was beside her, filled her cup while blinking her eyes cutely.

“Master, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. My ear was just itchy for a moment.”

“Someone must be cursing you. Well, you’ve done plenty to deserve curses.”

“That’s true.”

Cheonryun Sinmago’s smooth hand brushed around her ear. Even during that time, Peng was burning his entire body with vengeful feelings toward her.

For Cheonryun Sinmago, who had been quietly minding her own business, it was truly an unfair situation.

It could be said that Cheonma Dokgo Yeon’s scheme of deliberately writing letters in blood to disguise it as the Blood Sect’s doing appropriately matched the intense memories of a boy who had grown up watching his mother shed bloody tears toward the Blood Sect throughout his childhood.

And so another day passed.

Peng, who had run for exactly three and a half days, threw open the main gate of the Peng Family.

“My goodness, Young Master!”

“Where are Mother and Father?! This is urgent!”

“What’s all this commotion?”

“…Father!”

Since he had made all sorts of noise from outside the house, Peng, who had already noticed his son’s return, hurriedly came out.

Peng, who had walked up the stairs with large strides, knelt before him.

“I have something to report!”

Thud!

It was with such force that it seemed the floor would cave in. At the posture that seemed to be confessing a great sin, Peng’s face momentarily hardened.

Come to think of it, his son’s appearance was terrible. Even if blood-colored martial robes were natural for martial artists, his face was dark and haggard like someone who had been overworked without sleeping for three nights and days.

Most importantly, the person who should rightfully be beside him was absent.

Peng’s heart sank with a thud. With the feeling of blood draining coldly from his fingertips, just as he was about to grab his son and interrogate him.

“In Shandong, the Cheonryun Sinmago of the Blood Sect appeared, and Dori…!”

“What, did you say?”

A voice that cut off abruptly was heard from behind Peng.

It was Ju Sohui, who had told Peng to go out and check due to the sudden commotion, but then belatedly emerged from the inner quarters after sensing the fluctuating energy. With each step she took, deep marks were left in the stone floor.

Thud, thud, thud…

One step, then another.

The emotions she couldn’t express in front of her child were revealed only through her footsteps. She stopped in front of her son.

Her gaze turned to the bloodstained robe her son was holding. Her light brown irises instantly turned a deep blue.

It was the internal energy emanated by those who had reached the pinnacle of the Northern Enlightenment Skill. In other words, it meant that an absolute master who had reached the Transcendent realm was so shaken that she could barely contain her own internal power.

“Iya, tell me once more.”

At her chillingly sharp tone, Peng, who was covered in dirt and wearing disheveled martial robes, raised his head.

What he saw was his mother’s face that made the viewer’s nerves stand on edge.

“My daughter, what happened to her?”

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