The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 30

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30.

 

Turning back time a bit, half a month ago.

 

“If she was kidnapped from Shandong, she definitely couldn’t have gone far! It would be best to search spreading out from Shandong, Henan, and Anhui as the center.”

 

The four Hyeongyeong masters who had slain Cheonryun Sinmago sent search cooperation requests to all nearby sects.

 

This was none other than the daughter of Sword Emperor Ju Sohui.

 

Moreover, she might be a clue to tracking the remaining tendrils of the Blood Sect, so among the Nine Sects and One Alliance nearby, Shaolin and Zhongnan also heard the news and actively cooperated.

 

Thus began the search operation.

 

Naturally, Ju Sohui herself also bit the inside of her mouth and searched the surroundings more earnestly than anyone else.

 

Fortunately, a master at the Hyeongyeong level could sense the presence of familiar people just by being nearby. She continued searching, combing through every corner as thoroughly as possible.

 

For half a month like this.

 

‘Just stay alive. Please, just stay alive…’

 

Ju Sohui’s insides were on the verge of rotting away completely.

 

It couldn’t be helped.

 

She had already reached Hebei and Shanxi, then even Henan using her Neunggong Heodo movement technique, but hadn’t found a single clue.

 

The nightmare from eleven years ago came to mind.

 

Back then, despite being a noble martial artist, she had lost her child in a ridiculously powerless way. But now, now again.

 

‘Should I not have let her go out?’

 

This was a daughter who had lived for eleven years not knowing if she was alive or dead, and they had only been together for a mere month.

 

But how could such a disaster befall her right after letting her go out?

 

If she could turn back time, she would have kept her home by any means necessary. She would have stayed right by her side for at least a year.

 

Regret washed over her. Her breath was choked and it felt like someone was gouging out her chest. Ju Sohui crossed mountains with bloodshot eyes and reached even Hubei.

 

‘If I ask Wudang for help too…’

 

Hubei was Wudang’s territory.

 

For half a month straight, or actually for even longer than that, her mind was hazy from not being able to sleep properly.

 

Despite extreme fatigue, only her heartbeat was pounding more fiercely than ever. Anger and self-blame with nowhere to go gnawed at her from her toes up.

 

‘I’ve reached Hubei.’

 

Upon entering Hubei Province, she habitually spread her qi wide and thick.

 

Her qi sense was sharp enough to recognize all surrounding objects through touch.

 

A massive area reaching a radius of six li began to cover the bustling Hubei Province. Having concealed her presence, she stepped into the city with ghostly eyes.

 

Unlike the mountains she had simply swept through broadly, places with high population density like this required more precise investigation. It was when she was reading each and every presence.

 

Thud.

 

The internal energy she had extended was gently pushed back.

 

This meant there was a martial artist of at least mid-level transcendent mastery who could extend qi sense outward in close range.

 

And that martial artist was proposing a peace treaty to Ju Sohui instead of picking a fight. It was a movement that reminded her of her daughter’s gentle nature.

 

Above all, the subtle stickiness of the qi that touched hers.

 

As far as she knew, there was only one person with this kind of internal energy.

 

The moment she realized this, Ju Sohui was running like mad.

 

She soon reached a magnificent inn. At the very bottom of a building stacked up to nearly ten stories, she could see a luxuriously decorated first-floor main hall.

 

“Elder, please eat plenty!”

 

“Yes.”

 

And inside there, her daughter who wouldn’t hurt even if put in her eyes.

 

The moment she saw her daughter’s face, all the surrounding background blurred. Ju Sohui rushed to her daughter without even having time to think.

 

“My goodness. My child!”

 

“Mmph.”

 

The aftermath of a Hyeongyeong-level master’s movement left all the surrounding dishes and food in complete chaos.

 

But such trivial things couldn’t possibly catch her eye. Ju Sohui grasped her face with both hands, fearing that the daughter she had found again might be hurt somewhere, or that this might be a dream.

 

Careful hands like holding a chick stroked Dori’s smooth cheeks. In Ju Sohui’s blue-green eyes feeling each and every bit of that soft down, a face blinking blankly like a calf filled her vision.

 

“You’re, a, live. You’re safe, safe. You didn’t die…”

 

“Uh, Mother? How are you here.”

 

She didn’t even have the composure to hear an answer.

 

Ju Sohui panted and trapped Dori in her embrace.

 

Then she felt her breathing.

 

Slight fidgeting.

 

The scent of flesh felt when breathing deeply.

 

Warmth.

 

Alive.

 

Her daughter was before her eyes, alive.

 

As that fact reached her skin, only then did her breathing become comfortable. Dori, who had been watching Ju Sohui’s mood, rolled her eyes around.

 

* * *

 

It was really quite a while later that she escaped from Ju Sohui’s embrace.

 

The surrounding people who had been reading the mood at the intrusion of a peerless beauty with obviously extraordinary energy had long since retreated.

 

At least only Noegae, recognizing Ju Sohui’s identity, was quietly holding his breath. Having barely succeeded in escaping, I set the overturned table back up.

 

“So, what happened?”

 

Ju Sohui, having caught her breath, sat next to me and asked. For me, who still hadn’t made a decision, this was truly a difficult question.

 

“From what I heard from Iya, Cheonryun Sinmago of the Blood Sect appeared, knocked her unconscious, then dragged you away. But seeing you so unharmed, Maitreya must have helped.”

 

“What? The Blood Sect?”

 

“Wasn’t it?”

 

Ju Sohui’s eyes sharpened.

 

At that moment, my mind spun quickly.

 

‘Right! Come to think of it, Dokgo Yeon said she pretended to be from the Blood Sect…!’

 

Moreover, it wasn’t entirely a lie, since the village where Peng and I had stayed really was a Blood Sect breeding ground.

 

I quickly nodded my head.

 

“Ah, no. That’s right. The Blood Sect!”

 

There were two reasons I wanted to hide the Makyō story.

 

First was fear that things would become too big and Zhongyuan would be swept into war.

 

Second was fear that if it was discovered I was the Little Heavenly Demon, an execution order would be issued.

 

‘Of course, Ju Sohui would try to cover for me as much as possible, but…!’

 

Unlike at first, now I was confident that Ju Sohui wouldn’t harm me.

 

But that was only Ju Sohui.

 

If my identity was revealed, the other sects would try to kill me by any means. Then the entire Peng Family of Hebei might betray the Wulin Alliance and become wanderers to protect me.

 

I absolutely wanted to prevent that.

 

I’m a pacifist, you see.

 

In that sense, the Blood Sect as a common enemy was a very good scapegoat.

 

“Cheonryun Sinmago of the Blood Sect kidnapped me to absorb my vital energy…! But fortunately, what was it again. It was difficult to absorb immediately so she imprisoned me temporarily, but I took advantage of that gap to quickly escape. I was returning to ask Mother for help.”

 

Me, Dokgo Hyeon.

 

Befitting the proud foster daughter of Cheonma, I compete with agitation and fabrication.

 

“I see. So that’s what happened.”

 

…It worked incredibly well!

 

I became puzzled looking at Ju Sohui who immediately accepted it. I thought it was a pretty flimsy lie myself, but Ju Sohui just believed it without particularly pressing further.

 

“My goodness! So the urgent matter was the Blood Sect?”

 

But somehow Noegae, who was listening from the side, seemed more shocked than Ju Sohui.

 

When our mother-daughter gazes turned toward him, Noegae flinched and straightened his posture. Even a beggar from the Beggar Sect who pursues freedom couldn’t act carelessly in front of a princess.

 

He wiped his hands on his pants with a considerably more serious expression.

 

‘…It seems to be getting dirtier.’

 

Anyway.

 

“Ahem, my introduction is late. I am Sagyeolgae Noegae, serving as deputy branch leader of the Hubei Branch Tower. Lady Peng and I have been through life and death together since Hunan.”

 

Ju Sohui looked this way after hearing Noegae’s introduction. I nodded roughly to mean that was correct.

 

“Oh, Mother. Do you happen to know about the Jinlin Merchant Guild?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

Ju Sohui furrowed her brow.

 

“Matters related to wealth are not my jurisdiction, so I wouldn’t know well. If you wish, I can have my subordinates inform you.”

 

“Ah, it’s nothing major…”

 

Glance.

 

I exchanged a look with Noegae once and then confessed the whole situation.

 

“-So, the Jinlin Merchant Guild is definitely connected to the Blood Sect somehow. There’s no way an ordinary small merchant guild would have two early Chojejung masters with them.”

 

“Huh. That’s right.”

 

Ju Sohui’s expression became serious.

 

But that was only for a moment.

 

Soon she returned to being a doting parent and looked at me with honey-dripping eyes.

 

“But then, you’re saying you defeated a Chojejung opponent in your first real battle after advancing in realm?”

 

“Hm? That’s right.”

 

“You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

 

“Everything’s fine except my thigh!”

 

Crash.

 

Right after I spoke without thinking, when I came to my senses, Ju Sohui was beneath me. She had gotten under the table and instantly put her hand inside my clothes to check the blood-stained bandage.

 

Ju Sohui’s face twisted fiercely as she looked at it.

 

“You didn’t even apply medicine properly! This won’t do. We need to treat the wound right away!”

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