The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 63

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63.

When I touched it, it was excessively smooth.

Sword qi couldn’t cut rock this cleanly. That meant it was a trace left by an expert at Hwa Gyeong level or higher.

I didn’t think it was a coincidence.

The Yangtze River Gorge we’d been following splits into hundreds of branches, connecting to gorges of other mountains.

The location of Hyeolhon Chong was Wuling Mountain in Hunan.

But it wasn’t like there were signposts set up like at Baekdu Mountain, so it was quite ambiguous to define where Wuling Mountain started and ended. Most importantly, I might not even know if we entered it.

Anyway, if this was the entrance to the Hunan Backbone, it was sufficient for traces of Makyō to remain along the route. That is, if Dokgo Yeon and the others were still remaining near Hyeolhon Chong.

‘I should talk with Sosso about this.’

From the looks of it, these were traces made not long ago. I first shared my vision with Dangsoso and then returned to base camp.

Dangsoso, who had grilled some jerky pieces for me, waved her hand.

“You’re back.”

“Yeah. You saw that earlier, right?”

“Yes.”

Thud.

I plopped down on a suitable rock and tore off a piece of jerky that had been warmed by the campfire.

“I don’t know if it’s Makyō or not. Anyway, it seems someone came and went.”

“We’ll have to be careful from now on.”

Dangsoso brought up a fundamental point.

“That’s right.”

But even if we said we’d be careful, there wasn’t much we could do right now.

At most, we could keep watch in all directions when sleeping. But we didn’t even need to do that since we had a gangsi member who didn’t sleep.

“I’m newly impressed by how amazing Sosso is, standing night watch every day.”

“What’s with that textbook-like way of speaking?”

“I love you. Hehe.”

“That’s disgusting.”

When I grinned and hugged her, rubbing against her, Dangsoso complained, but she didn’t particularly push me away.

But that was only for a moment.

“But it’s cold. Go away by yourself.”

Feeling the coldness of a midwinter corpse, I abandoned Dangsoso and quickly retreated.

Dangsoso silently showed contempt with her eyes. Ugh.

“I can’t help that it’s cold!”

“….”

She wordlessly threw some more firewood into the fire.

I stealthily approached closer to the flames that had grown slightly larger than before.

‘The humidity is driving me crazy.’

The temperature itself was just so-so, but the wind and humidity blowing between the gorges were the problem.

Should I say it was cold to the bone?

I took off my leather boots and cotton socks to warm my feet. If I didn’t do this, it would be perfect for getting frostbite.

“Keep your toes still.”

“Nope, don’t want to~ I’m going to spread them~”

Wiggle wiggle.

When I moved each of my five toes separately, Dangsoso was utterly disgusted. Just as I was completely warming between my toes in what was apparently quite an unseemly manner.

“Hm?”

My eyes and Dangsoso’s met.

Someone was approaching.

The distance was still considerable, but the speed was by no means slow. I hurriedly put on my socks (grimy) and shoes, pulling the laces tight.

Not long after.

Swoosh!

A large man appeared, pushing through the bushes. Naturally, his figure filled my entire field of vision.

Thick black martial robes suitable for winter mountain travel. A dark red belt and longsword. The long leather boots that were fundamental to martial artists and bandages on both hands.

But among all these, what stood out most were his eyes.

Unless it was a peerless master or changes due to very special divine arts, the absolute majority of Zhongyuan people had black eyes. Even Ju Sohui, whose pigmentation was lighter than others, had light brown eyes at most.

But this man had very bright yellow eyes, even though he hadn’t drawn up his internal energy. His irises were more like those of a feline predator than human.

“Who are you?”

Having roughly gauged the man’s level, I took my hand off my sword hilt and asked.

Early Chojejung stage.

I shouldn’t let my guard down, but he wasn’t an opponent I needed to be on high alert against.

And there was another reason too.

‘He’s incredibly handsome.’

I wasn’t joking.

This was a game world.

Being pretty and handsome meant playing that important a role. Especially with such a beautiful face.

“I am, uh….”

The man who heard my question showed momentary agitation.

It seemed to be more because of my face than the question. His bright yellow golden eyes wavered for a moment, then sank low with politeness.

“I am Cheonwoo, the eldest disciple of Wudang. May I ask the names of you two young ladies?”

“I’m Dori of the Peng Family. This is Lady Dang, a blood gangsi I handle.”

At my introduction, Dangsoso just nodded appropriately.

“Ah. So you’re from the Peng Family.”

Some puzzlement crossed the eyes of the yellow-eyed man, Cheonwoo. I gave an awkward smile.

“Well, it might be hard to believe, but we’ve been in the mountains for so long that we’re quite a mess.”

“Oh, no. I absolutely didn’t mean that. Rather, it suits you very well. Ah, I mean-“

After rambling for a while, he bowed his head deeply.

“I apologize. I seem to have been rude to you, young lady, due to my poor way with words.”

“Huh? Hey, why are you getting so dejected over something like that?”

A handsome man who seemed to have torn through the screen looking dejected also made quite a picture.

I waved my hands dismissively while checking the rest of the man’s martial robes. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but seeing the black and white taiji symbol on his back, he really was a Wudang Taoist.

“You look quite tired. Would you like to sit down first? Do you have any food with you?”

“Ah.”

At perfect timing, a small sound came from Cheonwoo’s stomach.

The handsome man who had become grimy like me from mountain travel blushed. He swept back his fairly long bangs and sat near me with an embarrassed face.

“Though it’s shameless, may I warm myself for a moment? I’ll vacate the spot soon so as not to inconvenience you, young lady.”

“Have some food too. It’s just simple rations, though.”

After declining a few times out of politeness, Cheonwoo soon couldn’t resist the wafting smell of meat and accepted the jerky.

Thanks to that, an unexpected camping time with Wudang’s eldest disciple.

Though he was also an eldest disciple, he looked much younger than Yeonhwa, and I remembered a story I’d heard from the Eon family.

‘They said he was a promising late-generation talent along with Eon Muhyeok, right?’

But seeing him now, it was unfair to compare him to Eon Muhyeok.

There was a vast wall between mid-stage Jeoljeong and early-stage Chojejung. If the two fought, this man would definitely win in just a few exchanges.

“Thank you so much. I truly keep receiving kindness from you, young lady.”

“Huh? Keep?”

“…Ah. Ahem. I misspoke.”

He must have misspoken from being so tired. I asked Cheonwoo, who was clearing his throat.

“But what brings Sohyeop Cheonwoo to this area? Is there something your sect needs to investigate around here…?”

This was quite an important matter.

Hyeolhon Chong in Wuling Mountain.

Dokgo Yeon had said that a map recording its location had appeared in the world.

At that time, Makyō members who had reached Hwa Gyeong were guarding near Wuling Mountain, but now, several months later.

It wouldn’t be strange if those who obtained the map later and various sects had gathered at Wuling Mountain.

Though I hope that’s not the case.

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Cheonwoo nodded immediately.

“You may have heard, Miss, but recently there have been widespread rumors of Blood Sect members being spotted in the northwestern Honam region. In addition to that, there are also rumors that the tomb of the previous Blood Demon has been opened.”

“Ah….”

Dangsoso, reading my emotions, quietly turned her head and poked at the campfire.

“So are you chasing after the Blood Sect members, Sohyeop? Or are you looking for the Blood Demon’s tomb?”

“I’d have to say both.”

His straight brow furrows.

His face, gazing at the campfire, becomes even more serious. His reddish irises, tinted like sunset, sparkled.

“I have a debt from the past that must be repaid to the Blood Sect.”

“….”

“Of course, as a martial artist, the sense of justice that prevents me from leaving such evil people alone also plays a large part.”

Having finished speaking, he smiled faintly.

“But what circumstances brought you to this place, Miss?”

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