The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 81

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81.

Eon Muhyeok.

The boy who would soon turn eighteen had faced a tremendous turning point in his life just a few months ago.

“There are things that cannot be obtained through sparring alone. Even if they’re at the same level, someone who has gone through countless real battles cannot be the same as someone who has only swung their sword at scarecrows in a greenhouse.”

Similar age.

Similar family background.

But frustratingly, that woman was far above him.

“The strength gained through life-and-death battles is sweet, but you’re too young to risk the danger of possibly dying.”

And even giving advice.

The deep look in her eyes at that time was like the regret of a much older senior, and Eon Muhyeok felt a tremendous shock inwardly.

That was the reason.

“So just wait and see. I will be the new dragon of this year’s Yongbongji Meeting!”

The reason why he, who had always maintained dignity and composure as the heir of a prominent family, threw out such a childish vow.

And at the same time.

[I will set out alone on a journey through Gangho for training, so don’t bother telling Father and Grandfather. -Eon Muhyeok-]

The reason he secretly left home with what Dori would call a chuunibyou-like letter.

Of course, Eon Muhyeok, who didn’t know Dori’s assessment, was inwardly proud and thought himself cool.

A solo journey through Gangho!

For the first time, he would be completely separated from Jamryeongdae and Jamming Sect and enjoy freedom.

This was like the excitement of a child who had only gone on family trips becoming a college student and going on their first solo backpacking trip. For Eon Muhyeok, consumed by adolescent hormones, there was no greater thrill than this.

“Hey there, mister! This is my territory, where do you think you’re going with that sword?”

Above all, this was the first time he had been so openly disrespected or had contact with people of low status.

So it was very interesting.

“Hmph. Learn exactly who you’ve picked a fight with.”

“Keuuk! How can someone who’s barely in their late teens have sword qi…!”

Beating up wandering martial artists who picked fights just looking at his young appearance.

When the eyes of those who had looked down on him changed to shock and fear the moment he displayed sword qi, it provided a satisfaction of a different dimension from the respect or sarcasm directed at a ‘young master of a powerful family.’

“Hoot.”

That’s right.

The seventeen-year-old boy Eon Muhyeok.

He had discovered the intense pleasure of being a hidden powerhouse.

So much so that he temporarily forgot his original purpose of seeing the world and broadening his experience.

‘But life-and-death battles don’t happen as often as I thought.’

Moreover, Eon Muhyeok’s first solo journey through Gangho was safer than expected.

There was a natural reason for this.

Chūan is vast.

Vaaaaaaast.

Even in this game-like martial world where power inflation ran wild, from an extra’s perspective, seeing a Chojejung master even once in a lifetime was difficult.

Not because there were few of them.

It was just because the land was so big.

Since the number of masters was woefully small compared to the population density, even someone like Eon Muhyeok at mid-Jeoljeong level was more than enough to swagger around anywhere.

“Farewell!”

Thanks to this, Eon Muhyeok enjoyed a rather luxurious tour, gradually spending the gold coins he had brought from home.

From Shanxi to Henan was considered super-river territory, so that could be covered quickly.

But getting from Henan to Hubei took almost more than a month.

Playing around at inns, doing some sightseeing, looking at water.

For the first time in his life, he bought skewers and lamb skewers from street vendors. It was very enjoyable to eat them enthusiastically with sauce all around his mouth.

After doing this for several more months.

Eon Muhyeok, who had become slightly plump (but since he was originally thin, he just achieved a perfectly good-looking physique), had half-emerged from his obsession.

‘The world is wide and there’s much to enjoy.’

It was because he had realized an obvious truth.

Eon Muhyeok had lived only as an heir since birth.

His grandfather, one of the Ten Great Masters of the Martial World. His inadequate father.

The gradually suspicious gazes from outsiders.

His grandfather’s expectations.

His mother’s absence.

The encouragement and praise from those around him, the family elders who were proud of him, rumors that someday the Eon Family might produce the greatest martial artist under heaven.

During the seventeen years of his life, Eon Muhyeok had never once slacked off.

He had always run forward looking only ahead, so it was natural he would be exhausted. The first long vacation of several months he had ever obtained in his life was enough to soothe the boy’s exhausted mind and body.

The result.

‘After visiting Donghu one last time, I should gradually return to Shanxi.’

He decided to return home after visiting Donghu, a famous attraction in Hubei, as his final destination.

Eon Muhyeok hadn’t completely escaped Dori’s influence.

But he had definitely gained more psychological composure than before.

If they met again, he couldn’t be friendly with her, but at least he wouldn’t be as irritated as before.

“Isn’t this more like a sea than a lake?”

Eon Muhyeok, seeing Donghu for the first time, was amazed by the vast nature.

The Yellow River and Yangtze River had also felt like vast open seas he had never seen before, but Donghu’s scale had a different charm.

Above all, the huge freshwater lake situated within the village provided a slightly more open view than even the Yangtze River.

With gentle hills and forests surrounding it, and various inlets and islands connected in jagged lines, the reeds and willows that had lost their color in winter, and the light water vapor floating on the surface created a landscape like another world.

‘I should stay here for a month.’

The nature of ghost energy itself was quite closely related to water, earth, and darkness in nature.

Therefore, martial artists who learned Guiguanfeigong preferred such humid and dim environments. Wetland vegetation like Donghu was truly the optimal training ground for Eon Muhyeok, who had become a living Gangsi.

Swoosh.

Guiguanfeiqi (Ghost Gate Closed Breath).

Exactly nineteen days after settling in Donghu.

Eon Muhyeok repeated the breathing technique he had now grown accustomed to.

Close the life gate.

Open the ghost path.

The sinister energy of Donghu slowly seeped in through the wide-open ghost path.

His skin became pale like a corpse and his blood vessels turned a bluish purple color. Like all martial artists who used Guiguanfeigong, he too had become a living Gangsi.

Repeating all of this. And repeating again.

‘Certainly the condensation speed of ghost energy is noticeably faster than in Shanxi.’

Even while touring extensively, Eon Muhyeok hadn’t forgotten to repeat the small and great circulation every morning and evening.

But the ghost energy he had accumulated in this Donghu was more than what he had gained from several months of diligent breathing exercises.

The efficiency was at least three to four times better. This was a minor difference for Chojejung or Hwa Gyeong level martial artists, but for Eon Muhyeok, who was only at mid-Jeoljeong level, it was remarkable growth.

‘Perhaps.’

Eon Muhyeok, who was repeating Guiguanfeiqi, had a strong intuition.

‘I might be able to break through the wall here.’

Originally he had planned to leave after a month, but such intense premonitions didn’t come often for a martial artist.

The wall.

The enlightenment needed to leap over one level and achieve complete transformation.

Of course, simple enlightenment alone wasn’t enough.

But Eon Muhyeok’s swordsmanship and internal energy were already sufficient to aim for late Jeoljeong level.

What had been lacking was just a small peace of mind and an explosive environment.

Eon Muhyeok felt a tingling in his dantian. It would be too much for today, but it seemed he could achieve success soon.

Swoosh.

Eon Muhyeok’s blood energy returned to normal as he released the Guiguanfeiqi state.

Getting up from his position, he put on training clothes and ran a big lap around Donghu for physical training. Without using lightness skills, it took about one hour, so Eon Muhyeok had been running around Donghu every morning and evening since arriving here.

‘Hm?’

It was when he had circled about half of Donghu.

In the cove where normally only reeds would grow thickly without any presence, he felt a strange demonic energy.

Though Eon Muhyeok had no talent for necromancy, he had grown up seeing his grandfather’s undead frequently since childhood. He naturally recognized the identity of the demonic energy and carefully approached the reedy cove.

And what came into his view was.

“…Hyeolgangsi?”

It was the demonic creature of ‘that woman’ he had been constantly concerned about—Dangsoso.

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