The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 79

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79.

The next morning.

“Uhhh…”

Imhaewo, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes with a faint groan. His head was throbbing severely, and his memories were hazy as if he had been drinking the night before.

Blink.

Another blink.

After rubbing away the sleep from his eyes to clear his blurry vision, a beautiful girl came into view.

“!”

Hair of a distinctly lighter brown than that of Chūan people, and skin like white jade.

Her closed eyelashes were so delicate that they seemed to flutter slightly with even the smallest air current. Imhaewo’s heart, a man in his early twenties, began to race helplessly.

‘Is… is she a fairy?’

If such a beauty existed in these mountains, it might really be true.

As he swayed his upper body in his dazed state, the pale-complexioned fairy gently opened her eyes. Those eyes briefly sparkled with a mysterious blue color, causing Imhaewo to completely forget the previous day’s memories and gape in wonder.

The fairy’s moist red lips parted.

“Are you awake?”

Imhaewo was amazed.

‘How can even her voice be like jade beads!’

Even if the famous beauty of Gonghaelyeong’s outer disciples from the south came, she would have to bow down to this woman.

‘After all, there’s no way to compare a human to a fairy…’

It was around the time Imhaewo’s delusional circuits were confirming the woman as a fairy living in the celestial realm.

“Can’t you hear me? Hello?”

“Ah, yes, yes! I can hear you perfectly!”

“Phew. That’s a relief.”

The fairy, who spoke quite casually for someone from the celestial realm, patted her chest in relief.

Of course, this was an incongruity that Imhaewo, already blinded by her appearance, completely failed to notice.

He was too busy being amazed, thinking things like: She really is a beautiful fairy. But why is she here? What good deeds did I do in my past life…

“Is your head feeling alright?”

“Pardon? My head, you mean?”

Imhaewo had been grinning foolishly at the fairy’s kind question and was about to answer “There’s no problem at all!”

But for some reason, once he became aware of it, his head was throbbing considerably. It was because his rationality, which had been numbed by drug-like hormones, was slightly returning.

‘This isn’t a hangover, it’s like being hit with a wooden plank…’

He tried hard to remember what happened last night.

‘I was passing through Nanling on a forced march, got tired, and decided to rest for the night, so I brewed some tea.’

And then he fell asleep immediately.

While sleeping, he seemed to have had nightmares about will-o’-the-wisps or maiden ghosts, but that wasn’t particularly important.

“Are you not feeling well?”

“No! I’m completely fine!”

At the fairy’s continued questioning, the nervous Imhaewo answered energetically.

He was a man, after all.

It wasn’t that he particularly wanted to do anything with a fairy, but wanting to appear manly in front of a beautiful woman was a natural desire for a man his age.

Above all, Imhaewo had entered the Haenam Sect at a young age and only repeated training and work – in modern terms, he was an elite from an all-boys middle school, all-boys high school, and engineering college.

Imhaewo, with zero experience with women, creaked like a log.

Seeing this, Dori thought:

‘Does he have a concussion?’

She had hit him pretty hard last night.

Feeling unnecessarily sorry, Dori smiled even more kindly than usual.

“I’m glad you’re not hurt anywhere! You’re from the Haenam Sect, right?”

“Pardon? Ah, yes! That’s correct!”

Imhaewo, blinded by that dazzling beauty, stammered.

“Th-th-then, fairy? Miss? How do you come to be in these mountains?”

“Me?”

Men who suddenly get nervous or lose their composure when they see her were quite familiar creatures to Dori.

Feeling no particular sense of incongruity, she pointed to her own legs.

“Ahaha, I suffered a major injury on my way here and got lost… It was difficult to walk, so I’ve been staying near a ravine for several days.”

“Oh my!”

Only then did Imhaewo’s gaze turn to Dori’s lower body.

He had been so absorbed in admiring her face that he hadn’t noticed, but now he could see that the fairy-like woman’s legs were completely swollen.

Dori, who had been facing Imhaewo with a smile, also looked down at her legs.

And became depressed again.

Above all, it hurt.

“It really, really hurts so much… Sob sob sob. No! Now that I think about it, I feel so sad…! Waaah. Waah…”

It was quite an unsightly state, but the story was different when the subject was a beauty.

In Chūan, there was a standard of beauty that had been passed down through generations since Xi Shi.

Namely, a beauty who was sick and in pain, frowning or showing tears.

In modern terms, they prized frail beauties with sickly attributes above all else. This was why Dori’s whining, full of exaggeration, worked well on everyone. (Of course, from Dori’s perspective, her limbs were half-severed or her fingernails had been pulled out, so it wasn’t exaggeration but genuine pain that made her whimper.)

“H-how did this happen to you?!”

“I stopped by Sichuan and was about to enter Hubei via Muryong Mountain when I encountered a master of the Blood Sect and barely survived. Ugh. Though I’m fortunate not to have died!”

As Dori confessed this much, Dangsoso flashed through her mind.

And Cheonwoo as well.

‘Well… they’re probably living well.’

The life-threatening Hyeollu Majon had been turned into blood/rumajon by Jeonryunshinma.

So the possibility that the two had lost their lives to external attacks was almost zero.

They probably rushed to Wudang or Henan to inform the alliance of her disappearance. Thinking of this, Dori attempted to reconnect with Dangsoso, a connection she had deliberately severed for the past few days.

“…Huh?”

The connection wouldn’t work.

Dori’s expression, which had been quite carefree despite her whining, instantly hardened.

At the moment she jumped down with Hyeollu Majon, cutting off all connections to prevent Dangsoso from following was Dori’s own will.

This was a communication she had never severed before, except when falling into very deep sleep. But even while blocking Dangsoso, Dori had been confident she could reconnect their thoughts at any time.

After all, that’s how it had always been from the beginning until now.

“Miss! Miss!”

Imhaewo’s shout reached Dori’s ears as she had been lost in thought for a while.

Focus returned to her light brown eyes. Dori stared at Imhaewo.

“…!”

He flinched momentarily at her eyes that had instantly lost their luster.

But it didn’t last long.

Dori soon recovered the sparkle befitting a beautiful girl her age. Anyway, looking perfectly fine on the outside, Dori smiled awkwardly and waved her hand.

“I couldn’t sleep last night… Anyway, you said you’re from the Haenam Sect, right? Do you happen to know the geography of this area well?”

“Ah, yes. I do.”

The relieved Imhaewo answered.

“This is the southern end of the Nanling Mountain Range. If you go just a little further south, you’ll reach a small city called Suoguan. I was planning to stay there for a few days and then move to the Haenam Sect’s Guangdong branch.”

“How far do you have to go from Suoguan to reach the Guangdong branch?”

“It’s just five or six days by light travel. Unlike Nanling, the roads are well-paved and there are quite a few villages along the way to rest, so it won’t be too arduous.”

“I see…”

Imhaewo watched the contemplating Dori and opened his mouth.

“Um! *cough*, ahem! Perhaps!”

Embarrassed by his voice crack, he repeated clearing his throat.

The shy young man, embarrassed by the beauty’s direct gaze, squeezed his eyes shut and made his proposal.

“Since you have difficulty walking, Miss, and it would be quite frightening for a woman to be left alone in these mountains… if it wouldn’t be presumptuous, would you like to travel with me to Guangdong?”

“To Guangdong?”

“Yes! Ah! Th-th-that is!”

Imhaewo, who had tensed his shoulders, swung his arm down. (Not his hand.)

“If you don’t wish to go there, I’ll escort you at least to Suoguan…! Suoguan has doctors and various medicinal herbs, so it will help treat your leg!”

Having said that much, Imhaewo soon recalled the obvious fact that he too had medicinal herbs.

As he hurriedly rummaged through his backpack,

“J-just wait a moment please!”

He bit his tongue.

‘To show such disgrace!’

Imhaewo, who had buried his head deep in embarrassment, looked as if he might become one with his cloth bag.

‘Why won’t it connect?’

Meanwhile, Dori, who was watching him, was absorbed in completely different thoughts.

‘Why?’

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