The Youngest Daughter of the Hebei Peng Clan Is a Truly a Very Famous Little Heavenly Demon - Chapter 92

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92.

I unconsciously took a step back at the eeriness I felt from her calm tone.

But soon Jin Haesu returned to her bright smiling expression and vigorously ruffled my hair.

“Oh my, how adorable!”

“You’re wearing out my hair!”

“Don’t worry too much~ Of course, Sohui lived for over ten years without visiting the imperial palace and harming herself! But still, once His Majesty sees your face, he’ll fall head over heels for you, won’t he?”

Having barely freed my head from Jin Haesu’s grasp, I rubbed my tangled hair and grumbled.

“Does that even make sense?”

“Of course it does~ At this age, people naturally can’t help but find their grandchildren adorable, little one.”

“Do you have grandchildren?”

“No? I’m unmarried?”

I was so dumbfounded that I looked down at Jin Haesu while holding the top of my head. Receiving my gaze, she giggled as if something was incredibly funny.

‘I really can’t tell her age.’

Looking at Ju Sohui and Peng, I thought people of that age all carried themselves with dignity, but she’s quite a unique individual in many ways.

I brushed past the giggling Jin Haesu and followed behind Gong Haelyeong.

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Inside the Sanseong (Mountain Fortress) Haenampa, there was once again a massive mansion where Gong Haelyeong resided.

Hundreds of maids and servants alone.

Passing through buildings that felt far more luxurious than even the Sichuan Tang Family led by the Dang Mansion, and a wide-open training ground, I entered and sat in a dazzling pavilion located in the inner area.

“Before giving you the Thunder Extreme Black Iron.”

Gong Haelyeong, who went straight to the main point, warned with her usual stern expression.

“You’d better not think of getting it for free.”

“What? Are you going to make me do chores?”

“You’re an odd one. Are you actually willing to do them?”

I shook my head vigorously.

Then Gong Haelyeong let out a sigh with a “that figures” expression and opened her mouth.

“It’s not that kind of problem. Thunder Extreme Black Iron is a material that even masters who have reached the Harmony realm find difficult to handle.”

“…Even Hyeongyeong masters?”

I hesitated.

The most prized metal in the server was Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron.

When a sword is made from this metal, which has condensed ten thousand years of cold energy, its coolness can be felt even from a zhang away. It’s essentially a walking natural air conditioner.

Moreover, it’s much lighter, more flexible, and sharper than ordinary iron, making it an excellent weapon for anyone who wields it. Of course, if one’s skill is lacking, the sword’s edge would chip away when clashing against qi-infused blades, but even so, its reputation as ‘a fine sword anyone can use’ remains intact.

“The reason Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron is most famous among fine sword materials isn’t because it’s the most superior, but because it’s the only metal among the finest materials that doesn’t choose its master. Try handing it over.”

I respectfully handed over the short sword made of Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron to Gong Haelyeong.

As soon as the scabbard was opened, cool energy immediately reached my face.

However, it didn’t stick to human hands like ice. Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron was an extremely safe and highly stable weapon.

“You said you learned Wolhae Swordplay. Would you demonstrate it with that short sword?”

The training ground was right in front of the pavilion anyway.

I stood alone on the spacious dirt ground that resembled a soccer field.

To create this much flat ground on a mountain ridge, I can’t even imagine what kind of work was done.

“What are you doing standing there blankly?”

“Ah, yes! I’ll give it a try!”

I, who had been imagining Gong Haelyeong doing foundation work with her bare hands like an excavator, came to my senses at her rebuke.

‘It doesn’t seem like she’s caught on to the Cheonma Swordplay, right?’

Given Gong Haelyeong’s personality, she would have interrogated me immediately if she knew, so it was clear that switching main martial arts was considered impossible by this world’s standards.

[Main Martial Art: Northern Enlightenment Skill]

“Huuu.”

I circulated natural qi using the mental cultivation method of Northern Enlightenment Skill.

Internal energy rotated through my entire body along with blood, flowing between meridians. After briefly warming up my body, I immediately drew the short sword and performed a quick draw.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 1.

Chojohaemun (Initial Tide Resolves Questions).

With irregular steps, I sprang forward simultaneously with the draw.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 2.

Wolhaeipdo (Crossing the Sea to Enter the Way).

The sword energy that had been swaying like rough waves began to draw curves. Heavy sword energy striking upward from below extended powerfully.

Gong Haelyeong’s eyebrows, watching me, rose slightly.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 3.

Pasimryeongang (Strengthening Practice at Wave’s Heart).

One who opened the gate of waves and entered the path of the sea chose to stop drifting and briefly submerge below the surface.

The sword raised high moved horizontally. Since it was a short sword shorter than the blade I usually handled, thick blue threads rippled beyond the sword’s edge.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 4.

Wolhaechuihon (Crossing the Sea to Pursue Souls).

The honest extending blade gradually revealed its true nature.

The true value of Wolhae Swordplay is revealed starting from the fourth chapter. The flickering waves were excellent hunters that could read even the slightest vibrations of their opponents like snakes.

My upper body bent downward.

My thigh muscles contracted.

Then.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 5.

Jeolmyeongdogwang (Guiding Light Through Absolute Darkness).

Instantaneous expansion.

The powerfully raised sword drew an intense straight line like a single ray of light shooting up through the darkness of the deep sea.

Waves filled solely with killing intent bared their fangs. The wave that bit its opponent to death soon grew in strength and swelled even larger.

Wolhae Swordplay Chapter 6.

Wollyunsangcheon (Moon Wheel Ascending to Heaven).

My body, leaping up by stepping on empty air, rotated. This made the swordsman like a single tsunami. In the rotation extending in all directions, I stumbled slightly.

“That’s enough.”

I, who was about to move to the next chapter, sheathed my sword at Gong Haelyeong’s command.

Whirlick, thud.

I easily turned my head, which had been facing downward, through the release of internal energy and landed with a heavy footstep.

“Hmm.”

Gong Haelyeong gazed at me with somewhat dissatisfied eyes.

“How long have you been learning Wolhae Swordplay?”

“Well, uh… about half a year?”

“That’s excellent for half a year, but.”

She, with her arms crossed, remarked casually.

“It seems you haven’t used it much in actual combat.”

“…Ahaha.”

“Don’t laugh and just answer.”

She was strict, unlike when feeding me.

I could see where Ju Sohui’s parenting attitude of beating her beloved child with a wooden sword came from.

She definitely learned to coddle children from the Empress Dowager and to scold them from Gong Haelyeong. I rolled my eyes slightly and made an excuse.

“That’s true, but I can’t have life-or-death duels with swordplay I learned in just half a year. Don’t you think so?”

“That sounds like you have a different swordplay you mainly use.”

“It’s just a mishmash? I’ve lived as a wanderer for a long time!”

Gong Haelyeong, who had been looking at me intently, seemed to find some logic in my reasoning.

Indeed, typical wanderers, excluding heirs of prominent families or disciples of renowned sects, usually used haphazard swordplay with self-taught martial arts.

A wanderer who obtained divine arts through fortune?

You might find one or two if you looked, but it’s impossible. It’s like a boy who grew up in a remote mountain valley with no proper schools beating a doctor’s family child from Gangnam on the college entrance exam.

The martial arts of this world were that systematized. Large sects like Haenam Sect accept many disciples, but among them, few disciples receive instruction in core secret techniques.

I wiggled my fingers and looked up at Gong Haelyeong.

“…Will that be a problem?”

“You’ve learned Sohui’s Wolhae Swordplay completely. You’ve replicated even her minor habits and movements exactly.”

Tap, tap.

Gong Haelyeong’s index finger makes small sounds as it moves while her arms are crossed.

She spoke with a stern expression.

“Sohui’s Wolhae Swordplay is certainly perfected, but it feels like she interpreted it differently from the founder. That child has a constitution where her entire body can naturally bend to impossible angles.”

“Wasn’t it supposed to be called Hyeongyeong?”

“The higher one’s realm rises, the more they grow in a direction that maximizes their innate talents. Of course, their weaknesses should also diminish, but fundamentally, it’s more advantageous for a martial artist to sharpen one talent keenly rather than eliminate weaknesses.”

“So you’re saying it won’t work.”

Come to think of it, I had thought their innate constitutions seemed completely different.

Gong Haelyeong stared at me intently for a moment, then threw me a practice iron sword.

“Whoa.”

I quickly reached out and caught the iron sword with both hands. Unlike the short sword of Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron that was too short, or Dokgo Yeon’s sword that looked like a staff compared to my height, this was exactly the same length as the sword I usually used.

In simple terms, it was standard specification.

“With that sword, repeat forms one through nine once more.”

“Ah, yes. Then-“

“However.”

She set a condition.

“This time, don’t replicate your mother’s swordplay, but swing it using the sword path that feels most comfortable to you.”

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