The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 69

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69.

“This means you’ve already fought once.”

When she discovered I was being chased by Dangsoso, I thought what had to come had come.

Actually, I hadn’t really intended to deceive him.

As I said, he never planned to travel with Dori from the beginning. Seeing that she’s been safe for several days now, it seems she wasn’t affected by the Tracking Incense, but you never know.

If Dangsoso hadn’t pointed it out, I was going to inform him about Hyeollu Majon’s existence before leaving and warn him to be careful.

Of course, it would have been best if I had told him when we first met – but I could only offer pathetic excuses for that part.

‘How could I not be surprised?’

It was my first love I encountered after six whole years.

And to meet her having become such a beautiful woman.

“Your breath stopped and you were gasping? …Wasn’t that just being scared?”

“It was love.”

“Master! Don’t tell me you’re thinking of marrying her later? Haha!”

“…It was love.”

Despite the teasing from his Wudang senior and junior disciples who didn’t know the exact circumstances, Cheonwoo believed without doubt that the emotion he felt then was love.

So, even though he didn’t show it, he was a little embarrassed.

It wasn’t that Wudang had no female disciples, but compared to Mount Hwa Sect or Zhongnan, the separation between men and women was strict. For him, who had no immunity to women, he couldn’t help but malfunction in front of Dori, a girl his age who resembled the world’s greatest beauty.

But such warm feelings didn’t last long.

As if it were karma for turning his eyes away from reality for a moment, they began being chased by Hyeollu Majon.

He regretted it.

‘I shouldn’t have accepted her help, even briefly.’

Dori is stronger than him.

But even so, encountering Hyeollu Majon without a Hyeongyeong master was tantamount to a death sentence.

So he readily agreed with Dangsoso’s words to run away. Even if he died here, he shouldn’t involve a woman who had nothing to do with this, who wasn’t even from a sect.

Above all, he too was someone who survived through his senior disciples’ sacrifice.

Though he couldn’t fulfill their dying wishes, if it was death to repay past debts, they would gladly understand Cheonwoo’s decision.

Because that was the value Wudang pursued.

“Instead, what you saw today stays secret until the grave. Understood?”

But then.

“Lady Peng, what-“

Cheonwoo’s expression, about to shout that Lady Dang was right and to run away alone, suddenly crumbled.

-Crackle!

Blue lightning sparked from Dori’s bangs. Lightning energy clearly different from sword energy flowed visibly throughout her body.

‘Lightning energy?’

Masters who have entered the late stage of Chojejung each have their own distinctive properties.

But even with individuality, the basic common properties were predetermined.

Swordsmen or blade users could enhance their weapons’ properties with sharpness or hardness, while those from Daoist sects would have purification and demon-breaking properties. Conversely, those with demonic arts would have demonic energy, blood, or decay.

So warriors who could transform their internal energy into natural elements were extremely rare even among famous masters.

They needed innate talent plus the ability to absorb natural energy – if just anyone could slurp up natural energy, Northern Enlightenment Skill or Star-Absorbing Great Method wouldn’t be called divine or demonic arts.

Still.

Still, if we had to pick the somewhat more common types, they would be water, earth, and wind.

These could be learned through martial arts even without talent, though with reduced efficiency.

Fire was almost impossible.

Without special talents called Heavenly Fire Body or Fire Constitution, practitioners would suffer severe burns from their own internal energy. (Dori’s fire fireballs are incredibly special talents!)

Let alone lightning.

As a Wudang disciple who heard rumors from various sects and had a master with wind properties, he had never seen it before.

Moreover, setting that aside.

What was that thick demonic energy that would make demons want to be friends with her?

“I suddenly felt blood energy from afar, so I came wondering if it might be what I’m looking for.”

But there was no time to question it.

Soon, plants in the distance began rapidly withering and dying.

The ground was eroded by rotting blood. The unpleasant fishy smell unique to putrid blood penetrated his nostrils.

“Instead of Hyeolhon Chong, some youngsters are huddled together.”

Sticky.

A high-pitched voice that seemed to cling to his eardrums was heard.

Despite being able to launch a surprise attack, she deliberately slowed down and spoke to reveal her location.

It was the arrogance of one confident she could toy with her opponents even without ambush.

She probably didn’t even see them as enemies.

They were just lowly playthings.

“Hmm.”

Even in these mountains, her bright red silk clothes had not a speck of dust.

Her long, drooping hands had grown long, sharp nails that could hardly be called human.

“Wow. Nails.”

Dori, gripping her sword with her right hand, admired them.

Then her left hand wriggled.

Her nails also grew out.

“I can do that too.”

“…?”

Hyeollu Majon’s eyebrows, locked in boredom and arrogance, rose.

‘What? Is she one of ours?’

Frowning as she checked, even to the old monster Hyeollu Majon who was accustomed to handsome men and beautiful women, she was a beauty that made her eyes flash. She wondered if the Sword Master rumored to be the world’s greatest beauty looked like this.

‘She certainly has a face the Sect Leader would like…’

Dori didn’t know, but nails made to protrude like a cat’s by embedding iron cores were a trend Namgung Rin bestowed upon Blood Sect elders.

It was closer to pure physical modification than martial arts, and since only this generation’s Blood Demon knew how to do it, it was barely known in Gangho.

‘…A newcomer?’

Looking at the demonic energy flowing out in streams, she definitely wasn’t from the Orthodox Faction.

If she were from Makyō, she wouldn’t have those nails, so not Makyō either.

‘Then she’s one of ours!’

Hyeollu Majon, who had been planning to toy with and devour the playthings she encountered when she was getting hungry, fell into contemplation.

If the mad Blood Demon personally embedded nails for her, she must be quite cherished – wouldn’t there be trouble if she carelessly interfered?

“You there.”

Hyeollu Majon called to Dori.

At the sudden address, Dori’s eyes widened as she pointed to her chest.

“Me?”

“Yes. You.”

For a newcomer, she seemed quite absent-minded.

But perhaps because she was a beauty, whatever she did had the romance of a painting. Hyeollu Majon asked with uncertainty whether this girl was truly Blood Demon’s collection or a real newcomer.

“When did you join the sect?”

“Huh? Join the sect?”

She was talking about Blood Sect.

However, Dori, who couldn’t know Hyeollu Majon’s thoughts, automatically interpreted it as about Makyō.

Dori counted on her fingers the chronology from the game story.

Except when looking at character illustrations (especially Cheonma), she had pressed the skip button repeatedly, so it was quite confusing.

But roughly counting…

‘She said she was kidnapped at five?’

After a mysterious period, she escaped.

Going through a wanderer’s life, if she contacted Makyō around her early teens, the timeline would fit appropriately.

“About five years ago?”

“I see.”

From Hyeollu Majon’s perspective, having lived over a hundred years, five years was a chick that hadn’t even broken out of its shell.

So that’s why he’s acting so clueless.

He really must be a newcomer.

The Hyeollu Majon, who had made the wrong judgment, waved her hand.

“Leave the man and the gangsi beside you and retreat.”

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