The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 85

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85.

Thump thump.

Thump thump thump.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump.

“Ooh.”

As soon as I woke up in the morning, my leg had returned to normal, so I tried running as a test and cheered.

“Completely healed!”

My long three-day stay recovering in the innermost ward of the South Sea Medical Clinic was finally over. It really felt long.

=People don’t usually call that long.

“It was long for me!”

I retorted to the natural jab and threw open the door with a thud.

It was quite a large medical clinic, but other patients around me were quite rare. Perhaps due to being treated as someone important from the Haenam Sect, they might have kept other people away from my vicinity.

“Wow, you’re completely healed. Your recovery speed is truly remarkable. A master of the martial world, ahem, is indeed different in every way.”

“Is that so?”

Considering the recovery period for my half-severed arm and fingernails, it seemed to take about as long as I had expected.

“Of course! Normally, even peak masters would need nearly a month to fully recover from swelling caused by such overexertion and be able to run again.”

“Ah.”

It’s true that my regenerative ability is exceptional.

Scars from external injuries are unavoidable, but my recovery ability for everything else was definitely extraordinary.

No matter how effective golden wound medicine or notoginseng anti-inflammatory hemostatic agents are, it’s difficult for them to have effects as powerful as refined modern pharmaceuticals. Yet my recovery cycle is seriously more than ten times faster than modern people.

“Hmm…”

After sending Doctor Heo away, I sat in the main hall for a moment, lost in thought.

I don’t have a single penny, but Ju Sohui’s wave-patterned robe seems to automatically serve as money. It feels like a chaebol granddaughter with a VVIP black card eating free breakfast at her grandfather’s hotel.

‘This is amazing, isn’t it?’

Special treatment that makes me want to go see Guangdong and Haenam below it, if conditions allow.

If you ask whether it’s burdensome.

Not at all.

Rather, it’s thrilling.

‘But it’s also awkward to keep heading south from here.’

After being briefly intoxicated by fame, I fell into serious contemplation about direction.

Though not as isolated as Sichuan, below Guangdong was practically separated from Chūan by the Nanling Mountain Range.

Even Suoguan, a strategic city at the northernmost point of the south, has considerable differences from the Hunan region.

Things like people’s clothing, speech patterns, and accents. Especially during my recovery, Imhaewo gave me porridge cooked with seafood and tangerines, which I ate quite deliciously since such foods are rare in northern regions due to the poor logistics of ancient China.

Especially the porridge with clams and shrimp—

“Gulp.”

No. That’s not the point.

Returning to the main topic, I stood at a crossroads of decision.

1. Return to Chūan.

Advantages: If I can just reach Henan, I can rush to the Wulin Alliance and step into the cozy orthodox sect inner circle.

Disadvantages: I must pass through Hunan where Jeonryunshinma is located. Or there’s the route through Jiangxi-Anhui-Henan to the east, but that takes quite a while and there’s no knowing which direction Jeonryunshinma might have moved.

2. Stay in the south for the time being.

Advantages: I can hide from Jeonryunshinma more securely.

Disadvantages: There’s a high possibility that Ju Sohui, upon hearing news of my disappearance from Dangsoso or Cheonwoo, will go on a rampage.

3. Return to Sichuan via the Guangdong-Guangxi-Guizhou route. Move from Sichuan to Shaanxi to find Huasanpa.

Advantages: Relatively low chance of encountering Jeonryunshinma. Since Jeonryunshinma’s martial prowess is weaker than the current Sect Leader of Huashan, I’ll be safe once I join them.

Disadvantages: It’s damn far. Moreover, Guangxi and Guizhou are completely unfamiliar territory, and to get to Sichuan, I’d have to enter that cursed Pachok and Jinling again.

All three options have very distinct pros and cons.

High risk, high return option 1.

Low risk, low return options 2 and 3.

After deliberating, I ultimately chose option 2.

Choosing option 2 would allow me to re-select option 1 or 3 later when the danger level decreases, but if I choose either of the other two, there’s no turning back.

‘The deadline is about a month, I suppose.’

It would take roughly two months for Dangsoso to rush back to Chūan with the news and for it to reach Ju Sohui’s ears.

So I should stay in the south for just one month first, then plan what to do next.

‘It would be good to know Jeonryunshinma’s tendencies.’

I can’t guess.

If only Dangsoso were by my side at times like this.

“Sigh.”

You don’t know what you have until it’s gone.

Though to be fair, Dangsoso had an overwhelming presence from the moment I met her.

“I’m Lady Peng’s half-sister. I’m fifteen this year, so please feel free to call me Sosso.”

“Puhaha!”

Recalling our first meeting, I laughed alone and then became gloomy again.

Not being able to reconnect with Dangsoso was completely unexpected.

Since there’s no Hyeollu Majon or Jeonryunshinma, it’s unlikely to be completely destroyed, and it’s probably blocked because the physical distance is too great.

Martial world telepathy, or sound transmission, can only be delivered when the target is within sight. With Dangsoso, I had a direct mental connection, so transmission was possible over greater distances, but if she’s currently at Wudang in Hubei or above, that’s 2,400 li in straight-line distance (about 1,200km or more).

At this distance, it’s natural that communication doesn’t work. I thought rationally and calmed my mind.

Nothing will happen to Dangsoso. Ah, of course, nothing to Cheonwoo either.

“Your condition has greatly improved, but just to be safe, it would be better to rest for a few more days.”

Following Doctor Heo’s advice, I decided to stay at the South Sea Medical Clinic for another three or four days to monitor my progress.

Post-treatment follow-up is important, after all.

“Master Peng!”

After lounging in my room for another day like that.

Imhaewo, who had built some rapport with me (but was still nervous), knocked on my door.

“What’s the matter?”

“Ah, I heard from Doctor Heo that you’ve been completely cured. How are you feeling?”

“As you can see, I’m perfectly fine!”

When I slightly showed my right ankle, Imhaewo jolted back.

“Th-th-there’s no need to show me! Anyway, I’m truly relieved.”

It’s quite strange how he’s startled by an ankle, not even a calf, but the separation between men and women in Chūan is incomparably stricter than in modern times.

At least martial families and other sects were relatively free in meetings between men and women, unlike ordinary noble families. Maybe because it’s a game world, I haven’t seen cultures like foot binding yet. After all, Princess Ju Sohui is leading the Imperial Dragon Guard.

“Um, by the way.”

Imhaewo cautiously made a suggestion to me, who was lost in thought.

“While you were recovering, New Year’s Day has passed. There’s a festival going on outside, and if you could join us even briefly, the people of Suoguan would be very happy.”

“New Year’s Day has passed?”

New Year’s Day.

In other words, Chūan’s New Year, a culture very familiar to me.

“Great! Let’s go take a look.”

However, to avoid becoming too much of a spectacle, I take off Ju Sohui’s wave-patterned robe and wear a bamboo hat with a face veil.

Even though I’m covering my face, I can reveal it later.

In the midst of being somewhat gloomy, the bustling alley full of red lanterns celebrating the New Year is refreshing.

“Hahaha! Let’s do well this year too!”

“A drink for the Sword Master who stopped by our Suoguan!”

“Wow, this liquor tastes great!”

Wearing the face veil, I erased my presence and quietly slipped into the crowd.

When I first arrived in Suoguan, I wondered why there were so many people, but it seems they were preparing for the festival before New Year’s Eve. I walked along, watching children and men and women in various quilted clothes strolling through the streets.

“Wow.”

The south is more humid and foggy compared to central or northern Chūan.

Thanks to that, it was even more humid than Sichuan’s winter, which made the red lanterns hanging from eaves and lining the streets look even more intense.

Red lanterns sway and spread in all directions through the light fog. Though it’s not New Year’s Day, the streets are still filled with New Year atmosphere.

“Hey there, young lady! Are you from out of town?”

Just then, a moderately drunk middle-aged man approached her in a friendly manner.

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