The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 62

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62.

“Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron!”

I exclaimed reflexively.

Even though my knowledge of martial arts was somewhat lacking, I knew what Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron was.

‘It’s a legendary sword, isn’t it?’

And a very precious weapon that could only be obtained by collecting fragments through probability-based draws, then gathering those fragments for a 10% chance crafting process.

If Northern Enlightenment Skill was worth 18 million won, then a longsword made from Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron would be about half that price. This being a short sword would be cheaper, but it was certainly not a low-value item.

“When I was young, I had the chance to obtain Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron, and after making a sword, I used the remaining iron to craft one short sword and one dagger each. I would like to gift this short sword to you, Lady.”

I carefully sheathed the blade of that short sword. True to the reputation of Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron, it was both cool and light.

With such a sword, it would serve not only as combat support but also as my final trump card.

Above all, the compatibility between Moon Sea Sword Technique and Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron was extremely good. I placed the short sword down in front of me and bowed with both hands clasped.

“I will devote myself so as not to shame the sword the Patriarch has given me.”

“Do not lower your head. As I said before, our Dang Family is one that repays kindness twofold.”

He spoke to me with proper formality.

“As I mentioned before, please visit the Dang Family again in the future with precious materials. Then I will truly craft you a genuine treasured sword, not just a short sword like this.”

“Eh, isn’t this precious enough already?”

Not a dagger but a short sword – it was the perfect weapon for a woman of moderate build like myself. Moreover, what kind of sword was one made from Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron?

Containing the properties of cold iron aged for ten thousand years, it held more powerful yin energy, and unlike heavy black iron, it was truly an ideal weapon for swordsmen who embodied the mysteries of swiftness and grace.

‘If I only use Moon Sea Sword Technique, there’s no better sword than this.’

Though it was somewhat lacking for withstanding the power of lightning.

However, from Patriarch Dang’s perspective, considering my external reputation, he had given me the finest treasure he could, so honestly, asking for more would feel shameless.

“Of course, as you say, Lady, Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron is an extremely precious sword, so we could just leave it at that.”

However, Patriarch Dang was unexpectedly firm.

“Currently, most of the world’s supreme masters use treasured swords and sabers made by our Dang Family.”

“So I’ve heard.”

“I believe you will become one of them, Princess.”

His words hit hard.

“…Me?”

“If you think the repayment is excessive, then when you become the world’s greatest and gain fame in the future, please remember your connection with our Dang Family.”

The world’s greatest.

‘I’d like to return home before that happens though.’

I had recently met another possessor who had become the world’s greatest.

Her level was truly beyond imagination. She far surpassed at least the supreme masters of Hyeongyeong that I had encountered.

Namgung Rin had lived here for three hundred years to reach that level.

A full three hundred years.

It wasn’t a very pleasant story.

“…I gratefully accept.”

However, while staying in this place, I needed to become stronger.

Surpassing Namgung Rin was – impossible.

Still, I hoped to at least grow strong enough to be able to run away.

While I was at it, I’d like to figure out what the main story actually was.

“Take this plaque as well.”

Patriarch Dang held out the Dang Family’s golden gratitude plaque along with the short sword.

In an instant, I had gained two precious items. One was a treasured sword, the other was a treasured saber crafting exchange ticket.

“For the remaining time, please rest comfortably. If you’re interested, you could spend time with our sons.”

“Ahaha, I’ll think about that.”

Even the trap card bundled at the end was perfect. I finished my audience with the Patriarch with a gentle smile.

* * *

The day we left Sichuan.

“Snow, how rare.”

Light snow was falling from the sky.

It was even accumulating to some degree after a long time, so I spoke leisurely to Dangsoso who was carrying our luggage.

“If you want, this sister could make you a snow duck.”

“I understand perfectly.”

Dangsoso spoke in a mocking tone.

“So Lady Peng is a child who would enjoy making snow ducks. Yes, then let’s stay one more day and quietly play making snow ducks. I’ll have a warm cup of tea while watching Lady Peng play.”

“Huh? Me? An adult like me would enjoy making snow ducks?”

It was enjoyable.

By the time I had made and stacked five snow ducks by my own power without plastic molds, I came to my senses.

“?”

Why is this actually fun?

I was already past the age to get excited about snow falling from the sky.

After serious contemplation, I accepted it.

“Dori is young, so it’s possible.”

Seventeen years old.

By Korean age, I’d be nineteen next month – a high school senior.

An age when even rolling autumn leaves would be delightful. The so-called slave to hormones.

“You finally acknowledged your own age. But referring to yourself as Dori is a bit much.”

“Ugh.”

I threw a packed snowball at Dangsoso.

“You want to go at it then.”

Thunk.

Dangsoso, who got hit in the forehead with snow, rummaged in her clothes.

A bundle of snowballs came out from within.

“What! Hey, when did you make those!”

“You don’t need to know, Lady.”

Pa-ba-ba-ba-bak!

For a snowball fight, her hand movements were unnecessarily flashy. Facing the snow filled with inner energy scattering like Ten Thousand Flowers Rain, I too drew my sword to meet it.

“Hyaaah!”

“I won’t lose.”

Eventually the snowball fight escalated into a martial duel.

Two supreme masters fighting on a granary area covered in snow. After leaping around for about half a hour, we quickly became tired and sat down.

It was strange.

Physically I wasn’t tired at all, but somehow I felt fatigued.

“What is this. This psychological exhaustion.”

“Playing with a child is tiring.”

“That’s true. Of course, you’re the child.”

“That would be you, Lady.”

After our final battle of wills, we resumed our journey.

Our destination was Muryong Mountain in Western Hunan where the Bloodline Mausoleum lay dormant.

To head east from Sichuan, we had to cross the treacherous Yangtze River Gorge. However, before that, there was the vast granary region within Sichuan City.

“How abundant.”

In the harvested rice fields, shallow water had pooled and mist had formed.

In the fields, barley and vegetables spread low, and despite all this accumulated snow, the soil left damp footprints instead of freezing.

Land that always lived and breathed.

That was Sichuan’s heaven-blessed soil.

Between the vast fields, scattered houses could be seen here and there. Seeing the village beyond where smoke was rising, I picked up the pace a little.

Dangsoso also easily followed using lightness skills.

“Let’s hurry a bit now.”

“Yes.”

It didn’t take long to leave the plains behind. However, at some point, the road disappeared.

The mountainous region where human traces had vanished was like a mountain fortress. After passing through endless mountains and hills for three straight days, we soon faced a gorge area.

From here on, the path becomes treacherous.

The unfrozen river flows down in thin streams along fierce rapids. There are paths, but they’re hardly worthy of being called roads.

Among them, Hualongjing Peak was a muddy, slippery dirt path carved into the cliff face.

“Well, this is something.”

Of course, it’s not much of a threat to Dangsoso and me, who are Chojejung masters.

Unlike Jinling, the Yangtze River Gorge at least had a clear direction. As long as we don’t get lost, it’s manageable enough.

“Sosso, let’s stay here for tonight.”

Finding relatively dry highlands, I set down my luggage.

Before long, a campfire blazed to life. Leaving Dangsoso to keep watch, I took a moment to survey the surrounding area.

‘There are hardly any traces of beasts.’

Even if there were, they’d be rabbits or small birds at most. We still had plenty of jerky, so there was no need to bother setting traps.

However, the reason I came to scout was in case there were other hermit masters or Makyō groups nearby.

“…”

Seeing the cut surface left on the rock, I furrowed my brow.

“Sword marks?”

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