I'm The Lowest-Ranking Daughter Of A Martial Arts Villain (2 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 14
Hmm.
Na Rin’s mind clicked rapidly like an abacus being briskly worked.
After all, Gong Son Woo was a generous man who readily handed out outrageously expensive fans simply for delivering a message.
He wouldn’t possibly be stingy now that he’d gone so far as to make a personal request and even offered a reward.
Besides, even if she failed, it wouldn’t bring her any disadvantage.
Moreover, an opportunity for an ordinary disciple like Na Rin to grow close to the Guardian of the Land, the chief’s most trusted enforcer, was exceedingly rare.
“Your Grace.”
Na Rin replied confidently.
After all, she was formerly from the Martial Alliance’s Search Division—though in truth, Zhuge Suo Mi had handled most of the thinking—but still!
“Please tell me the details of the incident.”
“You mean the circumstances when you killed him?”
“No, from the very beginning.”
Gong Son Woo nodded in understanding and recounted the situation to Na Rin as thoroughly as possible.
“He attacked you first?”
“In a manner of speaking. He messed with my swallows.”
According to Gong Son Woo, the Qing Cheng Sect’s foremost disciple, for some unknown reason, had abandoned his base in Sichuan and traveled alone all the way to Xinjiang, where he ambushed Gong Son Woo’s informants—referred to as “swallows.”
‘How strange. He shouldn’t harbor such intense hostility toward the Demon Sect right now.’
Feeling puzzled, Na Rin asked again.
“Was there anything else noteworthy?”
“Hmm. Honestly, since I killed him in less than a single exchange, I don’t recall much… But he did seem oddly uneasy.”
“Not Zhu Hwa Ip Ma, was it?”
Zhu Hwa Ip Ma.
A condition unique to martial artists, arising from consuming excessive medicinal herbs beyond one’s control, receiving external stimuli during meditation, or experiencing extreme emotional turmoil.
Hearing Gong Son Woo describe the man as looking uneasy, Na Rin immediately thought of Zhu Hwa Ip Ma.
If he was the Qing Cheng Sect’s top disciple, he would certainly have undergone rigorous mental discipline—far surpassing ordinary people.
If even these eccentric cultivators, who sought immortality, showed visible signs of unease, there must have been a valid reason.
Gong Son Woo mulled over the incident again at Na Rin’s question, but eventually shook his head.
“No. It couldn’t have been. His face wasn’t flushed, and there were no prominent veins or dark spots.”
“I see.”
Na Rin nodded in agreement.
Then he really was just uneasy…
‘Wait, how can you be uneasy after attacking first?’
The Qing Cheng disciple’s actions made absolutely no sense, no matter how she thought about it.
“Have you discovered anything yet?”
“Not yet.”
“So you’re saying you’ll figure it out if I wait?”
He had such unreasonable expectations.
Na Rin shrugged helplessly, but Gong Son Woo’s demeanor remained unchanged.
At that moment, a servant approached Goddess Ilwol and whispered something to her, after which she spoke.
“Guardian of the Land. They say Na Rin’s new outfit is ready.”
“Already? Your seamstress is remarkably quick.”
“I shall relay your praise to her.”
“If you say it like that, I’ll be embarrassed.”
Just as he had done when giving Na Rin the fan earlier, Zhi Guo Tian rummaged through his clothes, then detached an expensive-looking sachet from his waist and handed it over.
“Here. I can’t possibly offer my praise empty-handed.”
“I’m deeply moved.”
Goddess Ilwol accepted the sachet as though she’d expected precisely that.
It seemed Gong Son Woo frequently gave away whatever was at hand to his subordinates without much thought.
“Na Rin, if you have no further questions for the Guardian of the Land, how about bathing before changing into your new clothes? Since you’re to appear before the Blood Demon, nothing must be neglected.”
“Yes.”
Na Rin obediently followed Goddess Ilwol’s suggestion and headed toward the bathhouse.
‘What a wonderful mood.’
What unexpected luxury!
Na Rin relaxed completely, surrendering herself to the servants’ gentle hands as they carefully washed her.
Back at Dae Seong Seo Dang she had bathed, of course—but never had anyone lavished her with scented oils and such meticulous care before.
This was why one needed to succeed in life.
Just then, the servant washing Na Rin’s hair, already heavy with drowsiness, suddenly gasped.
“Oh!”
“What is it?”
“Ah—nothing at all.”
The servant quickly moved the basin filled with dark water out of sight.
‘Looks like some dye ran out.’
Fortunately—or perhaps unfortunately—Na Rin had been so filthy that the servant mistook it for ordinary grime.
Once her bath was finished, two servants helped Na Rin dress.
Frankly, it seemed excessive to need two attendants just to put on clothes—but their main role was different.
“You’re far too beautiful!”
“You look like a celestial maiden!”
“Puhaha!”
Pleased by the servants’ flattery, Na Rin twirled around, causing the wide, azure hem of her skirt to float gracefully.
Applause broke out—clap, clap, clap.
“That blue suits you wonderfully.”
“It was worth buying, then.”
Since neither Goddess Ilwol nor Zhi Guo Tian were the types to hold back praise, Na Rin beamed happily, delighting in her lovely new attire.
“Puhaha! Puhahaha!”
I’m beautiful! I’m adorable!
Na Rin’s pride swelled immensely.
[This is the timeline separator]This was the Blood King Hall.
Na Rin stood beside Gong Son Woo, dressed in her newly tailored, elegant blue silk robe, and thought:
‘Isn’t this too showy?’
Indeed, it truly was.
Standing before a building whose roof and pillars were painted crimson—the symbol of the Blood Demon—she drew puzzled stares and hushed whispers from everyone around clad in red.
—“Good heavens, she’s wearing blue!”
—“She’s an outsider! An outsider!”
—“Quick, hide!”
—“Where did these people come from?”
Na Rin frowned as she watched handsome men and women flee into the distance, their red robes fluttering.
This was practically being treated like a zoo monkey.
‘At least I’m not alone—that’s some small comfort.’
Na Rin glanced sideways at Gong Son Woo, who wore matching colors, only to be overwhelmed by a sense of betrayal.
He was hiding his face behind a silk fan!
‘This guy’s cheating!’
It was clear now—Gong Son Woo had known this would happen from the start.
If things continued like this, only she would be exposed!
“Ahh, it’s so hot!”
Na Rin dramatically pulled the sandalwood fan—hanging from her waist in place of an ornament—and snapped it open right in front of her face with a flourish.
Gong Son Woo’s expression changed instantly upon recognizing the familiar fan.
“You—your fan is…!”
“Hmm? This one?”
She waved it gently, releasing a faint, refined sandalwood fragrance. Ah, how lovely.
“I’m using it well, thanks to your kindness.”
Na Rin smiled brightly, fanning herself with the sandalwood fan—clearly more valuable than the one Gong Son Woo held.
“Grrgh.”
Gong Son Woo glanced back and forth between his silk fan and Na Rin’s sandalwood one, then, dissatisfied, snapped his shut.
Ha! Serves him right!
‘So this one really is better.’
Since money wasn’t an issue for Gong Son Woo, it must be extremely hard to obtain.
Hmm… Should I resell it? He might pay quite a lot.
Just as Na Rin was mentally running calculations on her abacus…
“We’ve kept you waiting long enough, Guardian of the Land. The Blood Demon awaits you atop the pavilion.”
A pretty-faced servant emerged from the main gate and led Na Rin and Gong Son Woo into the courtyard.
Beyond several buildings lay a spacious yard, and in the distance, a beautifully adorned pond with a crimson pavilion overlooking it.
“The woman standing up there is Blood Demon Yang Ga Ho.”
Gong Son Woo gestured toward the pavilion with his chin.
“She’s no easy acquaintance—mind your words and actions carefully.”
“Yes.”
As Gong Son Woo drew nearer to the pavilion, the Blood Demon turned to face them.
She wore a crimson court robe and elaborate golden hair ornaments—an unmistakable declaration of “I am someone of high status.”
‘Wow. She’s beautiful.’
“How lovely.”
Huh?
Startled, Na Rin blinked, wondering if her private thought had slipped out aloud.
But it hadn’t been her voice.
“Is this adorable child a gift for me, Guardian of the Land?”
The Blood Demon smiled gently, and the red makeup at the corners of her eyes curved like crescent moons.
‘Eeek! That’s unpleasant!’
Na Rin immediately covered her entire face with her fan, unnerved by the Blood Demon’s sly, appraising gaze.
“I’m afraid not. Rather, I’ve brought something to deliver.”
“Something?”
“The sect leader’s decree.”
“Heavenly Demon Reigns, Ten Thousand Demons Submit.”
The Blood Demon knelt as though the sect leader himself stood before her.
It seemed the Demon Sect had adopted the imperial custom of treating decree-bearers as if they were the emperor himself.
Gong Son Woo unrolled the decree he’d received and spoke with deliberately solemn authority.
“Blood Demon Yang Ga Ho shall offer full support—materially and otherwise—to Guardian of the Land Gong Son Woo for the purpose of utilizing the Blood Scripture.”
“…Understood.”
When Gong Son Woo extended the decree, the Blood Demon accepted it.
As if the prior exchange had never occurred, she rose once more and fixed Gong Son Woo with a haughty glare.
“The Blood Scripture is both the sect’s treasure and a sacred relic. It cannot be used for personal matters. Guardian of the Land—what do you intend to see through it?”
“It’s classified.”
Instantly, the Blood Demon’s eyes darkened with displeasure.
“Are you mocking me?”
“I mean you should dismiss everyone nearby.”
Not even his closest confidant could know this secret.
Reluctantly, the Blood Demon ordered all bystanders to leave, then turned to Na Rin with a displeased look.
“Send this child away as well.”
“Why so?”
“She may not be privy to state secrets—but isn’t she privy to yours?”
“No.”
At Gong Son Woo’s shameless retort, the Blood Demon’s face twisted, her lips curling as if about to hurl an insult—
“She’s my personal belonging.”
“Whoa! Say what now?!”
Without warning, Gong Son Woo scooped Na Rin up and declared it plainly.
‘What’s he talking about?’
Na Rin, suddenly and inexplicably declared his “possession,” could only stare in bewilderment.
“Now there’s no issue, is there?”
Gong Son Woo grinned at the Blood Demon, triumphantly presenting Na Rin.
“Or does one of the Seven Great Demon Lords possess the authority to interfere with a Guardian of the Land’s personal belongings?”
A faint blue aura shimmered briefly around Gong Son Woo—
he’d summoned his combat energy.
‘How dare he—do you even know where you are?!’
Furious at Gong Son Woo’s insolence, the Blood Demon also felt a chill down her spine.
It was widely known that Guardian of the Land Gong Son Woo had an eccentric temperament.
But even more famously known was his martial prowess.
Could she possibly face the Second Greatest Demon Under Heaven—a man said to rival the sect leader’s power with sheer physical strength alone?
‘Even if the entire Blood Demon Palace attacked, I can’t see a path to victory.’
Moreover, Gong Son Woo carried the sect leader’s decree—meaning legitimacy stood firmly on his side.
Biting her lip in frustration, the Blood Demon said,
“One day, you’ll pay dearly for such recklessness.”
“You’d better hurry, then. A fortune-teller once told me I’m fated to die young.”
“…Follow me.”
As the Blood Demon walked ahead, Gong Son Woo whispered to Na Rin,
“You held up well.”
“For what?”
“Didn’t you sense the killing intent she released toward you?”
Ah—so she’d deliberately emitted that killing intent?
It had felt somewhat odd, but honestly, it hadn’t seemed threatening at all.
‘A coward bluffing without intent to fight isn’t scary in the slightest.’
If anything, Gong Son Woo’s combat energy had been far more intimidating than the Blood Demon’s killing intent.
But there was no need to say that aloud.
“Of course I knew she had no manners.”
Na Rin replied calmly, causing Gong Son Woo’s eyes to widen slightly before he chuckled softly.
Such an attitude toward one of the Seven Great Demon Lords—the Blood Demon, no less.
‘This little one is truly formidable.’
She might simply be a dull-witted fool oblivious to danger.
Yet there was something mysterious about her—impossible to fathom.
‘Just to be safe, I should look into her background.’
Since she was a new sect member, I’ll need to summon a guide and ask around.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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What a nice name What a nice name What a nice name
A small whirlwind began to swirl beneath Na Rin’s feet, and her hair stood on en
I wander if circulating the energy unprepared might harm her body. We didn’t read about her preparing meridians or opening her own acupoints, etc. Or was she already born with the fully cultivated body? 🤷🏻♀️
Small, round, and soft—her forehead.
Oh my God, what is this? I hope he finds out she’s his daughter soon. I’m so excited! 💗💗
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I was visualising all special effects during their fight. It might have been spectacular! Pink plum flowers from the 4y.o and demonic purple from the Heavenly Demon. 🔥
Their interaction with each other and his attachment to her is so sweet. I hope he knows she’s his daughter. 🦋💗
How vile is this bloodthirsty demon, plotting to kill a child and preying on the weak.