The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 27

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27.

“Fine, I’ll let you live.”

After throwing the man against the wall like a sack, I spun around and headed downstairs.

No one blocked my path.

Of course.

If these bastards were all in cahoots, they’d know how strong the pair I’d just faced was.

And I had fought both of them alone.

If they were orthodox martial artists, there might be one or two heroes driven by justice to throw away their lives, but originally evil people value their own lives even more terribly.

“Where could you be~”

The wound on my thigh from earlier was bothering me a bit.

I deliberately hummed a tune and made all sorts of noise as I rummaged through the ship.

Of course, it wasn’t because I was a psychopath who enjoyed slaughter like Cheonma. It was a tactic to frighten the enemy and apply psychological pressure.

The reason I was going this far was simple.

‘This is too suspicious.’

The Patriarch wasn’t trying to kill the martial artists, but kidnap and incapacitate them.

And not by destroying their dantian, but by cutting only the meridians in their limbs.

There was only one thing I could deduce from this.

‘Absorption Technique.’

The Wulin Alliance didn’t know all the demon heads of the Bloodstained Sect either.

But all the known ones practiced the Absorption Technique, or similar incomplete demonic arts.

‘Come to think of it, the Absorption Technique was as expensive as the Northern Enlightenment Skill…’

Unlike the Northern Enlightenment Skill which absorbed natural qi, the Absorption Technique was a demonic art that sucked up and consumed the internal energy that martial artists had accumulated over long periods. Naturally, victims who had their internal power drained would shrivel up and die.

When it was a game, it was hard to say definitively which of the two was better.

The Absorption Technique grew fast but had a rampage penalty, while the Northern Enlightenment Skill was slower than the Absorption Technique but didn’t lead to qi deviation.

So usually rankers aiming for high levels preferred the Northern Enlightenment Skill. After all, the Northern Enlightenment Skill also increased internal energy overwhelmingly faster than other divine arts.

“Hmm.”

I let out a groan as I suddenly felt chills.

If I had continued training under Cheonma, there was a high probability I would have learned the Absorption Technique as the final tech. I was truly fortunate to have met Ju Sohui, an orthodox master.

“Die!”

“Ah.”

As I continued down along the cabins, a few fearless bastards came charging at me.

Trying to kill an opponent means putting your own life on the line too.

‘I don’t want to kill if possible, but.’

If I spare enemies on the battlefield, my own life becomes dangerous.

What if I thought I’d knocked them out but they woke up and grabbed my ankle?

Thanks to that, one of my arms had been left dangling uselessly. After that day’s battle, my absolute principle of not killing changed.

‘I am a pacifist.’

However, only if they don’t attack first.

After I turned all the enemies who attacked first into cube steaks, the assaults quieted down. Before long, I discovered a room that looked quite luxurious.

Guarding the front was a single martial artist who appeared to be first-rate. He trembled as he saw me soaked in blood and emanating sword qi.

“Want to get beaten and move aside? Or just move aside?”

“I’ll, I’ll move…! Kkeuk!”

The martial artist who had been trembling like an aspen suddenly had his eyes turn blood red. As he hunched his shoulders and made choking sounds, sword qi that only peak martial artists could use began to gather around the sword he held.

‘What? A transformation?’

It looked like he’d become seriously strong once it was finished.

So I killed him before the transformation could complete.

Drawing my blade to cleanly slice his throat, the man died standing. When I poked him with my finger, his body collapsed along with his rolling head.

Now there were no obstacles.

Sensing the presence inside the room, I kicked the door open with a bang.

What I saw was—

“…Ugh.”

Whoooosh.

Water pouring violently through a hole in the planks. The presence that had been there until just now had disappeared, apparently having squeezed through the hole outside.

“…”

L-let me check the hole first.

Going closer, I saw a massive hole just big enough for one fat person to get through and my expression hardened.

I tried to block the water by surrounding it with qi as an emergency measure, but it wasn’t enough.

Cold sweat flowed.

‘Wh-what should I do.’

The excitement of battle that had heated my body until just now was nowhere to be found as a chilling feeling pounded my heart.

The Yangtze River might be called a river, but considering its depth and width, it would be difficult to swim to shore.

No matter how skilled a martial artist, they can’t breathe underwater.

I didn’t know what that Patriarch bastard was so afraid of that he drilled a hole in the ship to escape, but at this rate I’d become a water ghost. I cleanly gave up the pursuit and rushed out of the cabin.

Then I grabbed some random guy hiding in a room and shook him.

“Hey! Is there a lifeboat here, no wait, damn it. Even a small ferry boat? Huh?”

“Hiik!”

“Isn’t there one!”

“Th-there isn’t! Why would we load a ferry boat when we’re already on a ship?”

…This is why ancient people!

Putting the man down, I hurriedly ran up to the deck.

On the deck, there were still five outsiders swaying drunkenly from paralysis poison and alcohol. Looking around, I could see rope suitable for tying people up.

“Please, wake up!”

Grabbing a beggar-looking old man who seemed to have some martial arts, I held the back of his neck and forcibly injected my internal qi. It was to extract even a little of the paralysis poison and alcohol that had seeped into his blood.

It would damage the opponent’s meridians, but was that the problem now? If he stayed unconscious, he’d die along with the ship.

“Cough, urgh!”

The old man who had been coughing up blood-mixed phlegm several times opened his eyes. I gripped his shoulder tightly in his half-conscious state and asked.

“Are you conscious?”

“Cough, cough. Wh-what is this.”

“I don’t have time for long explanations. It seems the Jinlin Merchant Guild was planning to knock out and kill the hired martial artists from the start. You all suddenly got sleepy and passed out even though you barely drank any alcohol, right?”

“Th-that did happen.”

“They mixed paralysis poison in the alcohol. Anyway, I took care of everything! But now there’s a hole in the bottom of the ship so we need to escape quickly, okay? Can you swim?”

The old man looked dumbfounded at my rapid-fire explanation. While he blinked several times, the ship began to noticeably tilt to one side even from the deck.

“Gasp!”

“If you understand, please help tie up these people!”

“Tie them up?”

The trick of forcibly opening blood vessels to extract poison was a technique only possible for martial artists of peak level or above. The rest were all first-rate or below with barely formed dantians.

If I used the same risky gamble I’d used on this old man to forcibly wake them, it would definitely be murder. I tied up the remaining four people tightly with rope, then used my sword to cut the ship’s deck appropriately.

Since there were no life jackets, I was making a makeshift lifeboat this way.

“Ho, this method.”

The old man who had been shocked at first soon understood my intention and showed interest in his eyes. While we completed the makeshift lifeboat, the men from the Jinlin Merchant Guild who had remained inside began crawling up to the deck.

“How dare those bastards lay hands on me!”

Seeing them, the beggar old man flew into a rage and pulled out a club.

Then he beat the guild members like dogs with swaying movements, but I couldn’t tell if this was the legendary Drunken Staff technique or if he was just still not fully sober.

“Elder! Stop that and come here! At this rate we’ll become fish food!”

“Oh my!”

He who had rendered all the desperately struggling bastards unable to fight was startled.

If it had been a giant ship built with modern technology, even with a hole drilled in it, sinking would have taken quite a while.

But the wooden ship, and not even a very large one at that, of the Jinlin Merchant Guild was already half-submerged. One end of the ship was on the verge of being completely underwater, and the unconscious guild members began sliding and falling into the water one by one with splashes.

The old man who checked on the martial artists tied to the wooden pieces expressed his gratitude to me.

“If you hadn’t woken me up, senior, I would have ended up like that too. How can I repay this debt.”

“Huh? You’re calling me senior?”

“With that appearance, such composure and wisdom—aren’t you a senior who has achieved rejuvenation?”

“…?”

I was shocked to suddenly be called senior by a white-haired old man.

“I’m seventeen!”

“Ah, is that so.”

Hearing my retort, the old man grinned with an expression like “Ah, that kind of setting?” It was really annoying.

“When the ship sinks, it’ll create whirlpools that suck everything in, so it’d be better to jump off with wooden pieces before that happens. Then we escape to avoid getting caught up in it as much as possible.”

“Such wisdom that comes from experience!”

“I said no.”

Unable to bring myself to hit the kindly old grandfather, I dragged the four unconscious people with a coldly annoyed expression.

The ship was tilting to one side and sinking, so time was running short. I boldly threw the wooden pieces and the four people onto the river first.

“Jump!”

“Yes!”

I leaped after him, along with the old man who was still speaking respectfully to me.

I landed safely on the wooden branch I had cut in advance. I took out a makeshift stick I had made as a temporary oar.

“Now let’s row!”

Immediately followed vigorous rowing.

Since we were both martial artists who had reached a certain level, we had considerable strength.

After barely a minute or so of this.

The ship sank into the water with a tremendous noise. We had just barely escaped the area of the massive whirlpool created by the sinking.

“Phew, that was close. Thanks to you, senior, I saved my life.”

“I’m not a senior. …No, wait. What sect are you from that you keep calling me senior?”

Hearing my question, the old man pointed to his own appearance.

Even though he was soaked with water, dirty water was still flowing out in real time, making one doubt when those clothes had last been washed.

“Senior, you jest. What other expert besides those from the Beggar’s Sect would go around looking like a beggar? I’m No Gae, a Four-Knot Beggar from the Hubei Bunta. You have an unfamiliar face, senior—might you be affiliated with some bunta?”

“What.”

My mouth fell open at suddenly being treated like a beggar.

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