The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 54

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54.

“Oh.”

I let out a short exclamation of admiration.

The continuing corridor was a dead end.

Moreover, the interior was quite a large cavity.

If I were pushed inside, it meant I’d be beaten to a pulp by the gangsi bouncing around like dodgeballs.

‘I came to loot a treasure vault and now I’m about to die!’

Given how things turned out, was there no choice but to escape using Wolgeukcheonrang like at the Bloodline Mausoleum?

But considering the height I’d fallen, this treasure vault’s location was deep inside a towering mountain. A rocky mountain, at that.

Unlike the Bloodline Mausoleum that was relatively near a peak, breaking through the ceiling to escape would be difficult here.

“Whew…”

I took a deep breath.

Fortunately, I was still in the corridor.

Only one gangsi could attack at a time.

Then with the next attack, I’d neutralize at least one gangsi. I’d have to deal with the rest somehow using my short sword.

My steps gained strength.

The cracked sword could withstand only one more strike at its limit.

Crack-sizzle!

Blue lightning turned pitch black.

Heavenly Demon Lightning Sword Technique, 5th Form.

Black Lightning Soul-Severing Slash.

A slashing attack that struck down like black lightning.

Thud thud thud. Crash!

The gangsi that charged at me and my sword collided violently. The sword touching the gangsi’s neck couldn’t pierce through its protective qi barrier, making a harsh and agonizing metallic sound.

Screech-screech-screech!

Just a little, just a little more.

Just once.

If I could just break through the qi barrier, I could sever its neck. Gritting my teeth, pitch-black lines flowed from me in streams, coiling around the sword blade like snakes.

Crack. Crack-sizzle.

Viscous sword energy enveloped the gangsi. Following that viscosity, elongated electric currents sizzled and began adhering to the protective qi.

Internal energy far more abundant than that of ordinary masters all became Heavenly Thunder and poured into one spot.

All of this happened in just 0.1 seconds.

Then, for just an instant, the protective qi surrounding the gangsi’s neck was pierced!

-Slice! Clang!

The sound of the gangsi’s head falling.

Simultaneously, the sound of the sword breaking echoed through the corridor.

The decapitated gangsi gave off the smell of burning protein. The electric current that had cooked it thoroughly inside caused the gangsi to malfunction and start jumping in random directions.

“Huff, gasp, huff…”

Having scraped out every bit of internal energy from my dantian, I exhaled roughly.

My limbs were trembling.

I couldn’t move another step beyond this. I gripped the broken sword tightly with convulsing hands and forced myself to stand on the ground.

“Lady Peng!”

Dangsoso, who called out to me urgently, came running. And then.

“Wow. I was curious about who could have come to such a place, so I came out to see.”

A calm, youthful voice was heard.

Drag, scrape… Drag, scrape…

Somewhat languidly like her speech pattern, a woman dragging her feet parted through the Hwagyeong gangsi and entered.

The gangsi that had been charging at us madly stopped all activity and stood rigidly still. I caught my panting breath and raised my head.

The figure that finally came into view.

“!”

Near Hunan Province.

The unnamed woman who had extorted money for spicy soup from me and given me Nangung’s Heaven tile.

“How coincidental to meet you right here? Could it be we’re destined for each other?”

Placing one hand on her cheek, she smiled brightly and drew out her words.

Her eyes, which didn’t match the situation, were just like those of an innocent child, so I asked in a puzzled tone.

“Uh… hello?”

“Mm-hmm. Hellooo.”

The returned greeting was carefree.

The gangsi’s movements had stopped, and I felt no hostility from her.

Still, given the situation, I couldn’t let my guard down. I rolled my eyes slightly while observing the woman.

“Are you perhaps from the Nangung family?”

First, confirmation.

‘Just because someone controls gangsi doesn’t automatically make them a villain.’

After all, I myself always stuck close to Dangsoso, so I shouldn’t discriminate against people that way.

Moreover, she had given me a Nangung tile before.

For her to be an evil person like Cheonryun Sinmago, she hadn’t taken anything but small change in Hunan Province, and hadn’t caused any particular problems either.

“Ah! You didn’t seem to know back then~ Did you ask someone in the meantime? Or did that Dang family gangsi next to you tell you?”

“Ah, well, yes. That’s right.”

When I nodded my head roughly, the woman smiled brightly and clapped her hands.

And then.

“That’s right~ I started with Nangung family! You started with Makyō, right? Hm?”

“…Excuse me?”

I froze instantly at her thunderbolt-like word choice.

‘Started?’

Setting aside the word Makyō, it absolutely wasn’t a term that a Ming Dynasty martial artist would know.

No.

Of course, China of this period was Asia’s hegemonic power, and trade with the Western Regions was somewhat active.

However, there couldn’t exist a person who would so naturally mix in the language of that distant island nation England, not even a Muslim country. It was absurd.

Except for one case.

“…Could your origin be?”

“Huh? I said Nangung, didn’t I? -Ah!”

Clap!

Clapping her hands once more, she cheerfully exclaimed.

“That’s right! This is your first time seeing another possessor, isn’t it?”

My jaw dropped.

‘There are other possessors besides me?’

Though I had little connection to martial arts novels, I knew the fundamentals of possession stories from years of consuming content.

In possession stories, there’s usually only one possessor.

Naturally.

The specialness that should rightfully be given to the protagonist in creative works.

What best utilizes that advantage is future knowledge through possession or regression, and since it’s advantageous for the plot if the protagonist monopolizes all opportunities, having only one possessor is the standard rule.

But reality seemed to be a bit different. My cheeks and heart automatically heated up with excitement and began pounding.

Was I disappointed that I wasn’t the protagonist?

No.

It was the opposite.

‘There’s someone else besides me!’

I had always longed for someone who could understand me.

Fast food ready at the push of a button. Air conditioning in midsummer and boilers in midwinter. Medical technology and content packed with scientific advancement, the vast internet that always comforted my lonely hours.

Surviving as a 21st-century modern person in ancient China was no ordinary feat.

Even fantasy worlds where cleanliness is solved by magic are painful without internet, but a martial arts world without such benefits?

Terrible. There wasn’t even any sweet romance here.

All that exists is the cruel law of the strong.

“It’s, it’s my first time!”

I wonder why I never knew this all along.

The land of Zhongyuan is truly vast.

Even if there were about a hundred possessors in this land, the chances of dying without ever meeting one despite wandering for a lifetime would be much higher.

I forgot my fear and grabbed the woman’s hand tightly.

“Then is there perhaps something like a possessor community? Huh?”

“Huh? No, there isn’t?”

“Ah.”

There isn’t one.

Feeling slightly disappointed, I asked again.

“But there are other possessors besides us, right?”

“There aren’t?”

“…What?”

“You’re the first possessor I’ve ever seen~ At first I was a bit unsure, but seeing you like this, it’s a perfect match?”

A somewhat disappointing answer.

But the disappointment didn’t last long.

“Well, Zhongyuan is incredibly vast after all. Still, since I found you, we might see others if we keep looking. If we were all dragged here as game characters, most would become outstanding martial artists.”

“Hmm. I wonder about that.”

Her deer-like pure eyes narrowed.

I wondered why she was so pretty, but now I think this person was also serious about customization.

Just as I was inwardly convinced by her remarkable beauty.

“In the three hundred years I’ve lived, you’re the only young master I’ve seen, so there probably won’t be any in the future either? Ahaha.”

“What.”

I paused at the statement from the woman who was smiling with a slightly unhinged expression.

Three hundred years?

…Three hundred years?

I was momentarily stunned by the staggering number. I knew that Dokgo Yeon, the Heavenly Demon, had lived for over two hundred years, but I had accepted that only as a game setting.

The fact that an actual possessor like me had wandered this Zhongyuan for three hundred years was overwhelming in itself.

Because it made me imagine my own future.

“Re, returning.”

My voice trembled involuntarily.

“You’re still looking for a way to return, right? Something like- wasn’t there any hint? Ah, you did come in while playing a game, right? Korean? Uh, I mean. I mean.”

Words came tumbling out incoherently.

Unrefined words tangled together. The beauty who had been quietly looking down at me slowly, very slowly raised her index finger and placed it on my lips.

“Shh.”

“Hic.”

A hiccup escaped.

Was it due to the sudden overwhelming presence?

For someone who claimed to have lived three hundred years, she looked much younger than even Dokgo Yeon. Not just young, but youthful. She seemed strong since she freely controlled Hwagyeong Gangsi, but even now as a late-stage Chojejung, I couldn’t dare gauge her level.

“Mmm, what was the question again? Right. I am Korean. It’s also true that I came in while playing a game called ‘Murim Under Heaven.’ The third was about a way to return?”

I timidly nodded while being held by the woman.

Hehe.

The woman’s violet gaze curved toward me. The atmosphere was mysterious yet somehow dangerous.

“Why go back?”

“Huh? Well, obviously.”

“This place is heaven, you know?”

Swoosh.

She spread both arms wide and exclaimed as brightly as a child who received candy.

“No matter what you do, if you’re strong, you won’t be punished! No matter what you do!”

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