The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 64

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64.

‘This is troublesome.’

I roughly know the location of the Bloodline Mausoleum he’s looking for.

But I can’t tell him.

‘Because Cheonma might be there.’

If I encounter Dokgo Yeon or Makyō followers, I’ll be called Little Heavenly Demon in front of Wudang’s eldest disciple.

If I’m going to be exposed, I’d rather it be to the Three Great Families.

Wudang is currently one of the largest and wealthiest among the Nine Sects and One Guild.

However, there’s no direct connection with Ju Sohui or the Peng Family, making it difficult to smooth things over through personal connections.

In this situation, if he discovers my identity, I’d have no choice but to kill him. That part would be fine.

The real problem would come later, if the fact that I’m the murderer of Wudang’s eldest disciple gets identified.

At that point, even if it escalates into civil war between Taoist sects and the Great Families, I’d have nothing to say.

…I should definitely avoid this as much as possible.

“Actually, I’m touring the martial world, so I was thinking of looking around the Hunan Province area. I recently stopped by Huashan and Sichuan to broaden my knowledge.”

“Is that so?”

Cheonwoo’s eyes lit up.

“Then please make sure to visit Wudang Mountain later. It’s not one of the Five Great Mountains of Zhongyuan, but I can confidently say it’s far more magnificent and beautiful than them.”

It seems like overflowing affection for one’s own sect is fundamental in this world.

I waved my hands dismissively at Cheonwoo, who looked ready to give a Wudang Mountain presentation.

“Ahaha, of course. I’d definitely like to see Wudang Mountain once.”

Originally, I hadn’t put it on my list since I didn’t know anyone there.

‘But it’s different when you make connections, right?’

Wudang Mountain was already a sacred site of Taoism, overflowing with common people who came to pray for blessings during New Year and holidays.

Especially for martial artists with clear affiliations, it was an open sect that allowed free entry and exit, so there was nothing to lose by going.

I could do some sightseeing while I’m at it.

“I have a question.”

Dangsoso, who had been quietly listening to my conversation with Cheonwoo, suddenly spoke up. Her bright yellow eyes rolled.

“What is it, Lady Dang…?”

“Are you perhaps already being pursued after discovering someone?”

A sharp question struck Cheonwoo, who had been pondering how to address the gangsi Dangsoso.

“A little while ago, we witnessed rocks cut by the force of energy. You said you were chasing Blood Sect members, but for winter mountain travel that would require thorough preparation, you don’t have any spare luggage or provisions. Most importantly, your clothes are quite dirty.”

Dangsoso’s cool face turned red as it was heated by the campfire.

At her characteristically expressionless, quiet tone, the smile also disappeared from Cheonwoo’s lips.

“This suggests you’ve already fought once.”

“…”

“If I’m mistaken, I apologize.”

Despite saying that, the atmosphere was definitely not one for apologies.

‘Hmm.’

Swoosh.

Swoosh.

I looked at Dangsoso once, then at Cheonwoo once, giving an awkward smile.

“Haha, listen, Sohyeop Cheonwoo. Don’t worry too much about it. Honestly, I had some suspicions from the beginning…”

“…Lady Dang is correct.”

Thud.

Cheonwoo knelt on one knee and bowed his head deeply in apology.

“Actually, two days ago I encountered someone presumed to be a Venerable of the Blood Sect. I fought against them, but shamefully lost two senior brothers and faced a master I couldn’t handle alone, so I had no choice but to flee and seek survival.”

His large hands clenched into fists on his knees trembled.

“Hyeollu Majon is probably obsessed with finding the entrance to the Bloodline Mausoleum, having forgotten about someone like me. So first, I should return to Wudang and request help-“

“Sohyeop. Sohyeop!”

Gasp.

Hearing my call, Cheonwoo exhaled as if his breath would burst and opened his eyes wide.

I took out a handkerchief folded in my bag and handed it to him.

“Look at all that sweat. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine…”

“No, really. There’s no way you’re fine. But try to calm down a little.”

If he came out for investigation but lost two companions and survived alone, it would be remarkable if he were normal.

“I’m calm now.”

After using my handkerchief and folding it neatly, Cheonwoo spoke haltingly.

He hesitated when he tried to return the handkerchief, seeing the cloth stained with sweat and dirt. I chuckled at the handkerchief wavering in the air.

“You don’t have to return it. It’s not particularly expensive or special.”

“But still.”

“I’d just throw it away anyway if you gave it back.”

There’s a gorge nearby, but washing a handkerchief in this winter?

I’d just throw it away.

Hearing my words, Cheonwoo blushed and put the neatly folded, dirtied handkerchief in his chest.

“I will definitely repay this favor.”

“I really don’t need it.”

“Including the handkerchief, this campfire, and the provisions.”

“You’re not charging for lodging?”

“…Excuse me?”

I tapped the ground and said.

“You seem to have suffered a lot, so sleep here tonight and we’ll part ways tomorrow.”

“I’m against it.”

Dangsoso quickly interjected.

“If he’s already faced Hyeollu Majon, we don’t know when they might return to this area. Giving food to save a life is unavoidable, but we can’t dangerously stay in the same place.”

“But even if we leave this place, there’s no guarantee that person won’t come. We don’t even know exactly where they are right now.”

This is different from when I escaped from the Bloodline Mausoleum last time.

Back then, Cheonma’s direction was clear, so I just had to flee in the opposite direction.

But now?

I have no idea where this Hyeollu Majon person is.

If I hurry to escape quickly, wouldn’t I risk sticking my head into a trap instead?

“That’s…”

Dangsoso, who had shared my thoughts, closed her mouth.

She too seemed to judge that there was some merit to it.

However, she was still glaring at Cheonwoo, apparently quite displeased with him.

‘Why?’

This was the first time since the Dang Family people that Dangsoso had been so openly uncomfortable with someone else. Just as I was tilting my head in wonder.

“Thank you, Lady. But Lady Dang’s words are reasonable.”

Cheonwoo stood up, gathering his sword.

“I never intended to stay together for long anyway. Though I can’t sense it myself, there’s a high probability that Hyeollu Majon’s tracking scent is on me, so traveling with me would endanger both ladies.”

Then he bowed his head once more.

“Thank you again for your kindness. I’ll take my leave now, and if I survive, I will definitely repay this debt.”

My mouth fell open.

‘What is this feeling?’

Somehow I felt like I was sending someone to their death.

I fell into contemplation.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to just let him go?’

If Dangsoso, who’s from the Blood Sect, is so wary, then this Hyeollu Majon person must be at least Hwa Gyeong level.

Previously, Dangsoso and I together had defeated a water fortress master at early Hwa Gyeong level.

But what were the consequences of that?

I had blown away half my arm just to kill one early Huajing master who was properly poisoned and couldn’t think straight due to revenge.

But what if Hyeollu Majon is mid-Huajing level or higher?

Honestly, I’m not confident. Even though we gained one additional early Chojejung fighter, Cheonwoo and we two haven’t coordinated together in battle before.

However.

“Wait!”

My contemplation didn’t last long.

“…Why are you doing this?”

“How can I let someone who lost two fellow disciples go alone?”

“B-but I didn’t say anything to you from the beginning. Besides, I can’t put you two in danger because of me-“

“You should have swallowed those words and left before explaining the situation.”

I argued back, raising my right eyebrow.

“After hearing everything, do you think I’d feel comfortable later hearing news that something happened to Sohyeop?”

“…”

“Well, whatever. Just sit down for now. You don’t look to be in good condition either. Don’t act tough for no reason.”

After hearing my sharp words, Cheonwoo suddenly deflated and stood there awkwardly.

“I said sit down.”

“Y-yes.”

Thud.

Only then did he carefully sit down on the ground. I crossed my arms and looked down at Cheonwoo with narrowed eyes.

With his hands placed at his feet and eyes darting around, he somehow looked like a squirrel that had lost its acorn.

His dirty martial robes made him look even more like that. I tilted my head to the side and made a “hmm” sound.

“First, let me ask you this.”

“…Yes, anything.”

“This Hyeollu Majon, the Blood Sect’s venerable – what kind of person is she roughly?”

Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated.

If you know your enemy and yourself, you won’t be in danger even in a hundred battles.

Who knows what might happen.

Maybe it’s worth trying?

“She’s a demoness who has reached the extreme demon level, at late Huajing stage. She uses a martial art called Ten Thousand Blood Ghost Body that regenerates even if her heart and dantian are destroyed.”

“Let’s run away quickly.”

I changed my strategy.

If you know your enemy and they’re fucking strong, you should run.

That was almost a disaster.

Phew.

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