The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 90

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90.

“Dangsoso.”

The masterless Hyeolgangsi has been lying there listlessly for a full month now, staring blankly into space like a dog that lost its owner.

Thanks to this, Eon Muhyeok spent the most depressing New Year’s Day of his entire life. Now that they’d reached mid-January, that damn Hyeolgangsi still showed no signs of doing anything.

“How long are you planning to just lie there like that?”

“Are you trying to make me do housework when I have no arms or legs right now? For the eldest son of a prominent family, you don’t have even a speck of consideration for others.”

A flat, cold sneer came back in response.

The fact that she could even hold a conversation meant she was in relatively good spirits for the day.

“That’s not what I meant.”

But Eon Muhyeok’s tone became more childlike as he grew slightly irritated.

Just how long would he have to care for this lifeless undead?

Ever since that creature arrived, the realm of enlightenment that had been tantalizingly within his grasp had fled far away.

“Sigh.”

Eon Muhyeok irritably ran his hand through his hair.

In truth, he too was feeling an inexplicable frustration.

It was strange.

His direct encounter with the Peng Family’s daughter had lasted at most one or two brief moments.

Even then, they had barely exchanged any words.

Yet why did the fact of her death make his chest feel so tight and his head so restless?

He who prided himself on growing up closest to death under his necromancer grandfather found it rather odd. Eon Muhyeok turned to look at Dangsoso’s back as she lay there, then stomped outside.

His temporary dwelling on one side of Donghu was quite far from any human habitation. Thanks to this, except for the occasional sounds of insects and the wetlands’ breathing, it was endlessly quiet.

He had liked that quietness.

He used to like it.

Now he wasn’t so sure.

‘That woman is the problem. That woman is…’

Dangsoso was fine.

Even if she possessed a personality, an undead was still an undead. A demon was still a demon.

He knew well enough that there was no need to treat a Hyeolgangsi as human. From the start, even if they were capable of some rational thought, they couldn’t feel rich emotions like humans or possess delicate senses. All memories from when they were human were erased except for the most crucial core elements.

Having lived his entire life believing this, Eon Muhyeok assumed Dangsoso’s lack of energy was due to the cessation of power supply from her master’s absence.

No one gets angry at a comb for not combing hair well.

So Eon Muhyeok was irritated not with Dangsoso, but with himself for being so concerned about that woman.

‘But if she really died.’

However.

Did she really die?

Maybe that woman actually had a terrible personality, and wanting to dispose of the broken Hyeolgangsi carelessly, she severed the connection and abandoned her. Eon Muhyeok thought that would actually be better.

Leaving Dangsoso stored in his dwelling, he ran around Donghu three full times. Winter in Donghu, a wetland in the central-southern region of Zhongyuan, tends to feel cooler than the actual temperature.

Unless one wore the oil-treated water-resistant Mukyugyeongjang, moisture would gradually seep into cloth martial robes, making even a small breeze feel bone-chillingly cold.

But he was a man from Shanxi.

Shanxi winters were incomparably colder than Donghu. When the dry cold waves that made throats scratchy hit despite the lack of humidity, snow could pile up nearly nine chon (about 30cm), so this level of cold actually felt warm to him.

That had been true until now, anyway.

Thud, thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud…

Thump.

Having finished his regular physical training, Eon Muhyeok sat cross-legged on a wide, flat rock near his dwelling.

In Donghu, where the entire ground was full of damp moisture, having a place to sit was essential.

Whoosh.

He deployed the Demon Gate Breath Sealing technique as he always did. Closing the life gate and opening the demon gate, he became a living undead himself.

He emptied his thoughts.

Demonic energy rotated fiercely through the demon path.

“You’ve grown a lot.”

“Haha! Muhyeok, you don’t know how reassuring it is that you always keep our Iya company.”

“Brother Eon! Won’t you spar with me? This time I’ve prepared a secret technique, so please accept it, brother!”

But today he couldn’t concentrate.

The Peng Family of Hebei was a household he’d frequented like a natural neighbor since childhood. Especially with Peng, who was seven years older, he was close friends, and Peng had a hearty nature while secretly looking after his younger friend Eon Muhyeok.

The bright, straightforward eldest son of the Peng Family.

“I can’t say this in front of father and mother, but Brother Eon, I sometimes imagine how wonderful it would be if Doa were here.”

“It seems the two of them probably won’t have another child. At least I should be of help to the family.”

But Eon Muhyeok knew that he was actually struggling between his lost sister and his mother who wandered outside after losing her child.

So when Ju Sohui first brought that identical-looking woman and introduced her as her daughter, he was honestly happy.

The two adults of the Peng Family were elders with excellent character. Moreover, seeing his reliable older brother Peng spend harmonious time with his recovered blood relative put his mind at ease too.

And that woman who had seemed so worldly-wise… damn it.

Unable to concentrate at all, vitality returned to Eon Muhyeok’s complexion.

This couldn’t continue.

The reason he’d planned to stay long in Donghu was for training efficiency. But with this state of mind, it would be no better than returning to the main house.

Having made his decision, he sprang to his feet.

* * *

At the same time, Imhaewo of Haenam entered Hubei under the Patriarch’s orders.

It was almost simultaneous with Cheonwoo, dressed in tattered clothes and looking like a beggar, setting foot into Hubei Province.

* * *

Haenam.

An island located at the southernmost point of Zhongyuan, visible after taking a boat just fifty li from Seomun Port in Guangdong.

Though calling it an island might make it sound small, one mustn’t ignore the scale of Zhongyuan. Haenam is about eighteen times the size of Jeju Island, just slightly smaller than the main island of Taiwan.

Additionally, by Ming Dynasty standards, Haenam was part of Guangdong Province, but except for Seomun Port, it was so difficult to access that it was practically extraterritorial.

And that island.

All of Haenam, which could fit eighteen Jeju Islands, was the Haenam Sect’s land, sect, and city.

Almost everyone residing in Haenam was either a sect member or their family.

“This is amazing.”

Palm trees rarely seen on the Zhongyuan mainland rustled in the wind.

Though she’d never traveled to Haenam, it somehow felt similar to Okinawa. Dori looked around in all directions, recalling memories of going there with friends to celebrate her university admission.

“Wow! Is that really coral reef?”

“Don’t wander off on side paths.”

Gong Haelyeong firmly grasped Dori’s hand as she bounced around like a frog in all directions.

“I don’t have money, but could you buy me one of those coconuts over there? Coconut? What’s coconut in Chinese characters?”

“Just stay still.”

Her disciple definitely hadn’t been this kind of personality.

Was this the hardship of a grandmother caring for her granddaughter?

‘I simply can’t take my eyes off her.’

One hour since descending to Haenam.

Gong Haelyeong, who had planned to walk slowly while showing the granddaughter-aged child around Haenam, regretted her choice with a face that seemed to have aged considerably.

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