The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 39

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39.

 

“Elder, I’d like to go out for just one day.”

 

Four days since breaking through the Ghost Path.

 

I asked Eon Yeonhyeok for permission and came outside the Jinzhu Eon Family.

 

Instead, I settled in a shabby inn inside Shanxi Province.

 

‘I wanted to go as far as Mount Otae, but if I’m out too long, it would look suspicious.’

 

Of course, this wasn’t just a casual action.

 

Entering the cheap room, I instructed Dangsoso.

 

“You need to guard for twelve hours. Can you do it?”

 

“Just leave it to me.”

 

Dangsoso is both a Gangsi and a Chojejung martial artist.

 

She’s more than capable of guarding this small room of about three pyeong.

 

Having set up a gatekeeper in the room, I immediately opened the status window.

 

[Main martial art has been switched to ‘Heavenly Horse Divine Technique’. (23:59 until change)]

 

The 24-hour cooldown started simultaneously.

 

I left the Jinzhu Eon Family, or more precisely Eon Yeonhyeok’s sight, for this purpose.

 

‘Strangely, every time I use ghost energy, my internal energy acts up.’

 

It writhes like a wild horse desperate to run on a newly made path.

 

This kept happening, so a question suddenly arose.

 

‘Maybe my Heavenly Thunder Bolt can also be operated through the Ghost Path?’

 

When curious, you have to experiment.

 

My lab researcher self emerged after a long time, and I immediately fled the Jinzhu Eon Family to settle here.

 

Now then, let’s see.

 

“Huuuu.”

 

I began circulating my energy.

 

Completely different from the pure natural true energy I’d been using – pitch-black demonic energy and roughly surging lightning energy.

 

The two energies swirled and mixed as if they had been one from the beginning. The energy of Heavenly Thunder Bolt burst from my dantian and vigorously circulated through all the meridians in my body in an instant.

 

And simultaneously, entering the Ghost Path.

 

Heavenly Thunder Bolt invaded without hesitation even the gloomy blood vessels that the natural true energy of Northern Enlightenment Skill had been reluctant to enter. Instantly, tingling static electricity rose throughout my body.

 

“…!”

 

Fast.

 

And it expands.

 

This was the Ghost Path, narrower than my original path and taking more than twice as long to complete one circulation.

 

Heavenly Thunder Bolt roughly scraped past such fragile Ghost Path, forcibly tearing it open. Energy burst forth like breaking through a blocked dam, flowing violently.

 

‘Shit, no, wait a minute.’

 

I’ll die if I can’t control this?

 

Though I’d heard much about the dangers of qi deviation, this was the first time I’d felt such a threat to my life. It was pain as if all the blood vessels in my body were tearing.

 

Before I knew it, my sweat was dripping and pooling on the room floor. My entire body, wearing only undergarments, was drenched.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

When I opened my eyes to Dangsoso’s words, the moon was already setting.

 

I had spent more than half a day solely on expanding the Ghost Path and controlling Heavenly Thunder Bolt. I sneezed due to my body having cooled down.

 

“Achoo!”

 

“I’ll bring some food.”

 

“Yeah, please do.”

 

Since the energy circulation and breathing regulation were finished, I no longer needed a guard. I leaned against the wooden wall, completely exhausted.

 

-Grumble.

 

Once I became aware of it, I was tremendously hungry.

 

“It’s a cheap inn and it’s late, so there isn’t much good food available.”

 

“This is enough!”

 

I immediately devoured the tea and rice balls Dangsoso brought out like crazy. Only after eating ten did I finally come to my senses.

 

“Phew! I feel alive.”

 

I had eaten ten times my usual amount.

 

It seemed the energy consumption was greater than actually moving my body for training. I spoke to Dangsoso while chewing on the eleventh rice ball.

 

“Now I think I can operate demonic energy through the Ghost Path too. I’m not sure if natural true energy will work though.”

 

“Wouldn’t that be difficult?”

 

Dangsoso offered a plausible speculation.

 

“The fact that the Ghost Path opened all at once, and Lady Peng has natural talent for demonic arts. That’s quite rare for a direct descendant of a prestigious family. Usually martial talent follows the parents.”

 

“Ugh.”

 

There was something that came to mind regarding that.

 

‘When I first created my character, I chose evil alignment.’

 

The first divine technique I obtained was also Lightning Demon Art.

 

‘Though it’s an unwanted assumption…’

 

Is this body’s destiny indeed Heavenly Demon?

 

For me, who abhors Makyō life, this was a truly depressing truth. I wiped my face, sticky from expelled toxins.

 

“Do you think my constitution is somehow special? You know, there are various things in the martial world. Like Nine Yin Severed Meridians.”

 

“Well. If I trace back all of Lady Peng’s actions so far-”

 

Dangsoso, who had been thinking for a moment, spoke up.

 

“Maybe it’s something like Heavenly Lightning Body?”

 

“Heavenly Lightning Body?”

 

“It’s something I heard briefly under Cheonryun Sinmago, but I heard that lightning arts themselves can’t be learned without a special constitution. Like necromancy.”

 

“Really? But lightning arts don’t require breaking through anything specific like the Ghost Path, right?”

 

“But for ordinary people, when lightning energy flows through their meridians, all their qi and blood burn and stick together. Among the famous masters, no one uses lightning arts, right? That’s a rare talent. Maybe even rarer than opening the Ghost Path.”

 

“Wow.”

 

I really didn’t know that.

 

‘I can’t openly consult about demonic arts with Ju Sohui or Eon Yeonhyeok.’

 

It was a moment when I deeply missed Cheonma, whom I’d left behind in Hunan.

 

“Astrology, lightning, demonic energy, ghost energy… Why are all my talents like this? Except for astrology, I’m just Heavenly Demon material.”

 

“You’d get along well with Little Heavenly Demon.”

 

“Still, I hate Makyō!”

 

At my convulsive outcry, Dangsoso made a genuinely puzzled expression.

 

“I’ve been curious about this for a while, but why do you hate Makyō so much, Lady Peng?”

 

“I’m a pacifist. I absolutely hate things like fighting.”

 

“For someone like that, you show no hesitation in cutting people’s throats.”

 

“If I don’t cut, I die.”

 

I flopped down on the floor and grumbled while rolling my eyes.

 

“I can’t die.”

 

Dying here would be too unfair.

 

A place far removed from the world where I was born and raised – barbaric and uncivilized.

 

If you’re not strong, you’ll have your nose cut while your eyes are open. I never thought I’d literally experience that phrase, which had remained only metaphorical in modern times.

 

It was when I was running my tongue over my bitter mouth.

 

“Your words are too harsh in front of a dead person…”

 

“Ah, i-is that so?”

 

At Dangsoso’s dejected voice, I bolted upright.

 

Come to think of it, Dangsoso was also born as the youngest daughter of the Sichuan Tang Family and would have been raised like precious gold and jade.

 

But now she’s being insulted even in death, so from her perspective, whatever I said would be disgusting to see.

 

I quickly apologized.

 

“Sorry. I was inconsiderate.”

 

“I’m joking.”

 

Then Dangsoso immediately returned to her demure expressionless face and said.

 

“It’s surprisingly not bad. You’ll understand when you die too, Lady Peng.”

 

I don’t seem to be… hurt.

 

“Oh my.”

 

Relieved, I let out a hollow laugh and tried to get up from my spot,

 

“Ugh.”

 

But couldn’t.

 

“My legs have no strength!”

 

“Oh dear.”

 

“Help me up.”

 

“You’re acting like a child.”

 

Dangsoso grumbled but still lifted me up and placed me on the bed.

 

I poked at Dangsoso’s soft cheeks.

 

“No, the bathroom.”

 

“What?”

 

“I need to pee.”

 

“…”

 

Dangsoso eventually carried me on her back and trudged all the way to the outhouse.

 

After relieving myself refreshingly, I clung to her back again and shouted.

 

“One well-trained companion Soso is worth ten cats!”

 

“One poorly chosen master is more troublesome than ten Cheonryun Sinmagos.”

 

“But you still like me better, right?”

 

Seeing my grinning face, Dangsoso rarely furrowed her brow.

 

“You’re really annoying.”

 

“Hehe.”

 

“Don’t smile. I’m getting attached.”

 

“Yeah~ I’m already attached~ Can’t live in the Martial World without my beloved Soso~”

 

Honestly, this is somewhat sincere.

 

No matter how much Ju Sohui cared for me, I couldn’t share all my worries with her.

 

In that sense, Dangsoso was already my beloved gangsi. Even though I somehow lived without her before, if she disappeared now, I’d surely go insane.

 

After hearing my humming, Dangsoso walked silently for a while, then laid me down on the inn bed, sat beside me, and spoke quietly.

 

“Actually, I feel the same way.”

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