The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 37

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37.

 

“Uh… right? Rather than self-awareness, it’s more like automatic navigation? I tried to implement it with a feeling like a robot—no, an automated doll.”

 

Dori, who had been reading the mood, quietly asked.

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

At that innocent question, Eon Yeonhyeok was momentarily speechless.

 

“Wrong?”

 

No, it was quite the opposite.

 

Injecting self-awareness into jiangshi was the ideal of jiangshi practitioners, regardless of orthodox or unorthodox paths. However, the reality was that forget about self-awareness—even raising corpses was no easy task. Even the eldest son Eon Muhyeok, called a genius, had no talent for jiangshi arts and was devoted only to external martial arts.

 

Jiangshi arts were heavily influenced by talent—a special talent completely separate from martial arts!

 

Yet a child who had merely dabbled in self-study managed to put self-awareness into a jiangshi?

 

Even replicating almost exactly their appearance from life?

 

‘A genius of the highest order!’

 

Eon Yeonhyeok’s eyes sparkled as he had been somewhat disappointed that his few grandchildren only learned the Eon family’s external arts.

 

He tried to calm his excited heart.

 

First, he worried that excessive praise might instill arrogance in a girl just beginning her studies, and second, he felt sadness that such a genius had to be born into the Peng family. Regret dripped from his dark eyes.

 

‘If only this child were my granddaughter.’

 

Like many elderly people, Eon Yeonhyeok was thirsting for a successor to inherit everything he had.

 

But she was unfortunately the Peng family’s daughter.

 

If she were a wandering orphan, he would have taken her as a foster daughter, but Ju Sohui would never stand for such a thing.

 

‘No, it’s not too late.’

 

The only way was to bring her in as a daughter-in-law!

 

Fortunately, his eldest grandson was also outstanding in appearance. Objectively a handsome man with excellent talent too.

 

With this much, wouldn’t even the Peng Family of Hebei consider marriage?

 

Eon Yeonhyeok drew a happy future in his mind.

 

‘The prosperity of the Eon family is not far off.’

 

It was counting chickens before they hatched.

 

After all, his actual grandson Eon Muhyeok hadn’t shown his face at Cheonbindan even once since the first day.

 

Dori, completely unaware of the 150-year-old elder’s scheming, became slightly anxious and rambled.

 

“Could it be some kind of evil demonic art? That was never my intention, and while finding the secret manual was fortuitous, it might be from an unorthodox master…?”

 

“No! That’s not it. Of course the result matters, but ultimately the process of creating jiangshi is most important.”

 

Eon Yeonhyeok, having calmed Dori’s anxiety, explained.

 

“The jiangshi arts used by the Cheonryun Sinmago of the Blood Sect and the Eon family’s jiangshi arts may seem similar in results. However, the difference lies in respect and consideration for the corpses. In the Eon family’s case, we select volunteers from among our household members in advance, hold grand funerals, and receive their bodies. We also only use naturally deceased animal corpses.”

 

Jiangshi arts crossed between orthodox and unorthodox paths. Therefore, it was important for practitioners to establish clear standards.

 

Eon Yeonhyeok solemnly warned Dori, who showed strong talent.

 

“Remember this well. You must never carelessly take another’s soul, not even once. If you make one exception, you’ll eventually fall to the unorthodox path.”

 

“…Yes.”

 

In the heavy atmosphere, Dori also straightened her mind and answered.

 

Then a sudden doubt arose.

 

“Is Soso alright?”

 

“Miss Dang should also properly receive funeral rites. However, since you didn’t create this spirit but happened to acquire an already-made child, we can’t carelessly send her to rest without knowing the exact circumstances.”

 

Dangsoso had no memories from her lifetime.

 

Being a work of the Cheonryun Sinmago and a child from the orthodox faction, it seemed her soul might have been forcibly taken, but she was troublingly too similar to the living for that assumption. Blood jiangshi of that level were difficult to create without the person’s will from life.

 

‘Of course, the Cheonryun Sinmago was also a master of transcendent demons, so she likely established her own independent jiangshi system.’

 

In any case, Dangsoso’s situation had quite ambiguous aspects.

 

It seemed certain she had committed evil acts following the Cheonryun Sinmago’s orders, but it wasn’t her own will.

 

To kill her would bring Patriarch Dang’s face to mind, but to let her live meant they couldn’t carelessly release a masterless supreme blood jiangshi into the martial world.

 

At that moment, ownership had passed to a trustworthy child, so they concluded to wait and see.

 

“I like how things are now.”

 

Dangsoso, who had been listening nearby, quickly added. Eon Yeonhyeok looked down at the girl with complex eyes.

 

‘How did she end up like that, tsk. Anyway, Patriarch Dang has no luck with children either.’

 

He too was a father who had lost several sons and daughters.

 

He could understand the feelings of Patriarch Dang, who had lost one of his only two daughters. He prayed that Patriarch Dang wouldn’t collapse clutching his neck upon receiving the letter.

 

Anyway.

 

“I have a question!”

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Though not blood-related, the temporary student he’d taken in his later years was truly adorable.

 

“According to your words, jiangshi aren’t easy to obtain, so would it be advantageous to focus on strengthening one jiangshi?”

 

“Exactly! Well said.”

 

Even intelligent too! Eon Yeonhyeok explained in a warm tone.

 

“In your case, rather than creating new jiangshi, it would be helpful to develop Miss Dang. Later, if fate allows, you could add one or two more.”

 

“Jiangshi can’t gain enlightenment on their own, right?”

 

Receiving Dori’s gaze, Dangsoso shrugged her shoulders.

 

“I’m not sure either. I eat the food you give me well, so my realm rises.”

 

“You’re right about that too. Jiangshi are different from ordinary martial artists—they must absorb others’ vital energy or receive their master’s achievements to grow stronger. In the Cheonryun Sinmago’s case, being a transcendent demon master, she could create supreme blood jiangshi.”

 

Eon Yeonhyeok paused briefly and looked directly at Dori.

 

“Your achievements are lower than Miss Dang’s, so making that child grow won’t be an ordinary task. It’s only because you have talent that you can even attempt it.”

 

“I see.”

 

Having heard the expert’s warning, Dori fell into thought.

 

More precisely, she pretended to. In reality, she was checking the status window beside her for any information.

 

‘Nothing’s showing up.’

 

Unlike other martial arts with kindly written formulas, Gangheolryeonhongong was quite unfriendly. And she didn’t know how other jiangshi arts worked either.

 

Then couldn’t she use Northern Enlightenment Skill to recreate the Cheonryun Sinmago’s Star Absorption Technique?

 

Instead of others’ vital energy, she could share the vast and infinite natural true energy with Dangsoso. It was a feasible idea for Dori, who was confident in her internal energy.

 

‘Let’s add this to research too.’

 

Anyway, martial arts training was nothing but headaches.

 

‘When I lived as a peak master, I didn’t have such troubles.’

 

The higher one’s realm climbed, the clearer the limits of simple repetitive movements became.

 

The same went for sword energy transforming into viscous and lightning forms.

 

Before leaving, she had asked Ju Sohui for clues, but only received the answer that enlightenment must be gained personally to have meaning. Each martial artist’s enlightenment was different, and interference from others risked heart demons.

 

“Actually, I planned to teach basic jiangshi arts today, but since what you’ve learned is remarkable, it would be better to develop based on that. How about giving it a name to establish the mental image?”

 

“…How about Gangheolryeonhongong?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

Gangheolryeonhongong.

 

A fitting name.

 

Eon Yeonhyeok was impressed, thinking Dori had talent for naming too.

 

“Patriarch Peng was worried about your literary studies, but it seems that wasn’t necessary. Let’s go with that.”

 

For Dori, who had pretended to be stupid in front of Peng to slack off, it was quite a stinging remark.

 

Still, the fortunate thing.

 

‘It wasn’t a famous demonic art.’

 

It was good that she had tested the waters just in case.

 

She had worried another sinister demonic art like Heavenly Demon Divine Art might be added, but thankfully not. Dori inwardly sighed in relief.

 

Meanwhile, Eon Yeonhyeok, completely unaware of Dori’s schemes, moved to stand behind her.

 

“Now then, sit in lotus position and let’s start with breathing exercises. To handle the dead as one of the living, you must be able to perceive ghostly energy. Without talent, it’s impossible even with a lifetime of effort, but you’ll probably manage within seven days.”

 

Though he said that, he was inwardly expecting more.

 

‘Being such a clear genius, won’t she sense ghostly energy in three or four days?’

 

It had taken him a month to first open his ghost gate, but that was when he was five years old.

 

Dori was seventeen.

 

Moreover, at mid-supreme level.

 

He pressed his hand against Dori’s back with quiet anticipation.

 

“It might hurt a little.”

 

Forcibly opening the Ghost Gate involves considerable pain. He warned her as he channeled sinister ghostly energy into Dori’s meridians.

 

‘She’ll struggle at first.’

 

Ghostly energy is strictly the energy of the dead.

 

When a martial artist, who has more vitality than ordinary people, is exposed to ghostly energy, it rampages violently like soldiers encountering an invader.

 

Eon Yeonhyeok planned to proceed carefully if Dori was in too much pain.

 

After all, her talent was certain, and he worried that causing unnecessary pain might kill her interest in jiangshi arts.

 

But then?

 

“Oh, wow! Something opened!”

 

“…Huh?”

 

Somehow, as soon as he injected the ghostly energy, she absorbed it completely, and Dori’s Ghost Gate opened wide all at once. The ghostly energy circulated vigorously through her body’s blood channels and slipped right into her dantian.

 

“…Huh?”

 

Wh-why did it work in one try?

 

Eon Yeonhyeok’s mouth fell wide open.

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