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Chapter 100 - 99 Old Demon Duan Has Gone Even Crazier! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 100: Chapter 99 Old Demon Duan Has Gone Even Crazier! (Please Subscribe)

Death Energy from the graveyard gathered towards the Sword Immortal Dharma Image, making it look even more vivid, concrete, and infused with a ghostly aura.

As they locked gazes, Duan Yun could even perceive the emotions in her eyes.

Duan Yun’s narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a split second, he and Jade Sword Immortal connected in thought.

It was a peculiar feeling, similar to the unity of mind and soul felt when enduring the chilling moments with his martial sister.

At that time, they could read each other’s thoughts and emotions clearly, as if they stood naked in their truths, without any reservations.

He and Jade Sword Immortal were in such a state now.

However, compared to the White-haired Witch’s younger martial sister, the Jade Sword Immortal, merged with Death Energy, had much simpler thoughts.

At this moment, Jade Sword Immortal’s Black Silk gained an extra layer of fine gloss, making her appear more real and vivid.

Then, five or six Jianghu people descended from the graveyard.

They had just finished exploring the traces of Old Demon Duan’s bloody battle with several heroes; although a rain had passed and turned the area into muddy footprints, the group was still full of wonder.

To join in the excitement, even if they didn’t understand, they pretended as if they did, else their peers would look down on them.

In the Martial Arts community, it’s essential to keep up; otherwise, one would be looked down upon and feared to be murdered.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a Jianghu person shuddered and looked towards a certain direction.

"What’s with the screaming? Did you see Old Demon Duan?"

A companion asked with a disdainful tone.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

As everyone turned to look, they all trembled in fear, breaking out in cold sweats.

In the depths of the bamboo grove atop a grave mound, a woman’s figure appeared, looking like she had just crawled out of the grave. If not a ghost, then what?

Despite being some distance away, everyone felt the sinister and terrifying aura, as if the woman could reach out and drag them into the netherworld hell.

"Ghosts!"

Someone screamed, and thereafter, the group hurriedly scrambled down the mountain.

Duan Yun, who was secretly controlling the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal behind the grave mound, heard the commotion, looked curiously at the scene, and then headed down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain was a bamboo grove housing a clear spring.

Duan Yun stood with the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal in front of the spring, casting their reflections upon the water.

"To think they called such a beauty a ghost, those people must be blind," Duan Yun couldn’t help but remark.

Now, although the Jade Sword Immortal possessed a sinister and terrifying aura, she had many exquisite details — her lips were bright red, her hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her black stockings even had a delicate jade-like sheen, looking very attractive.

She was the epitome of a cold, aloof beauty in Black Silk.

At Duan Yun’s comment, the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal lightly nodded, indicating agreement.

"So, let’s try some sword techniques."

"Spin, Eight Layers of Spring Rain! Damn it, spin!"

Almost simultaneously, the sword Wen Rou in Duan Yun’s hand buzzed.

The Jade Sword Immortal behind him showed a hint of irritation, and she too adopted a sword stance.

In an instant, Duan Yun and Jade Sword Immortal were in sync.

"Spin!"

"Damn it, damn it, spin!"

Miles away, the Murong brothers, who were fast asleep, suddenly woke up, looking confused, "Another nightmare?"

The bell-like sound of swords clashing arose, with six layers of Spring Rain breaking out from the sword, causing the water in the spring to ripple.

In the next moment, the spinning six layers of Spring Rain and the two layers from the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal merged perfectly as ink collided with light hues, like a monochrome landscape painting fusing beautifully.

With a swish, the black bamboos by the spring trembled slightly, showing no sign of anomaly.

Duan Yun sheathed his sword, walking back.

After taking several dozen steps, the black bamboos, as if blown by the wind, suddenly tilted, collapsing in waves.

"Eight Layers of Spring Rain, truly powerful!"

Duan Yun was certain that if the Peacock Demon resurrected, even without the help of Murong brothers and Shen Ying, he could slay the enemy.

His rapport with the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal was incomparable to outsiders like the Murong brothers.

At critical moments, one must rely on one’s own... woman?

For a moment, he really didn’t know how to address the reborn Jade Sword Immortal.

"Alas, it’s a pity you’re still not strong enough. If you could unleash three layers of Spring Rain, then we could attempt the Nine Layers of Spring Rain," Duan Yun sighed.

The Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal’s eyes flickered with slight annoyance.

As the Jade Sword Immortal, despite being completely submissive to Duan Yun, feeling aggrieved by being compelled to use a sword and being deemed weak was inevitable.

Cluelessly, Duan Yun walked towards Yushi Town.

He knew that if he could slay more demonic outsiders in the future, allowing the Jade Sword Immortal to absorb more fresh Death Energy, she would undoubtedly become even more formidable.

Then, their union wouldn’t just stop at Nine Layers of Spring Rain; even Ten Layers would be possible!

However, as he neared Yushi Town, Duan Yun realized a problem — the Dharma Image of the Jade Sword Immortal, merged with Death Energy, wouldn’t easily dissipate now.

Wandering with a Dharma Image in tow could indeed frighten ordinary people.

Thus, with a thought, Duan Yun said, "Dismiss!"

The Jade Sword Immortal Dharma Image shifted gently, transforming into a black circular ring that melded into Duan Yun’s belt.

It can be said that the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal was now wrapped around his waist, ready at his call.

Truly, it couldn’t be more considerate!

In the afternoon, Shen Ying went to bathe at the pond as usual, but ended up walking around twice, thinking she had gone to the wrong place.

Who’s the silly bird that chopped down all the bamboo!

Duan Yun arrived in Yushi Town with the intent to buy some wine and meat to celebrate his initial success in mastering the Divine Skill, and also to inquire about the business news. However, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller who had been lurking around started his storytelling again.

"Terrifying! Terrifying! A group of young women engaging in such misdeeds, is this a collapse of natural law, or a distortion of morality?"

Hearing this title, Duan Yun sat down in the teahouse.

Since the graveyard became popular, the number of shops in Yushi Town had increased. Previously, if one wanted to listen to stories while sipping tea, they had to go to Small Spring Town, but now Yushi Town has it, and the storyteller is still Old Guo, the one with a broken leg.

"Recently, in the regions of Yun State and Leizhou, the Jade Sword Sect has emerged out of nowhere. The disciples of this sect, calling themselves ’Jade Girls,’ act in the name of justice and engage in killing sprees, turning the tranquil Martial World into chaos.

The Feng Liu Sect’s Second Young Master Liu, who has been knowledgeable and kind-hearted since his youth, teased a married man by the riverside, merely wanting a jest, but two Jade Girls descended from the heavens and pierced his body with dozens of holes. How unjust!

County Magistrate Gao of He Xi County embezzled thousands of gold, barely enough to cover the expenses of his seven mistresses outside. Yet, a square-faced Jade Girl descended from the heavens and pierced his body with more than ten holes. How terrifying is that!

Moreover, the number of such women is growing like bamboo shoots after rain, even overshadowing the fairies of Red House."

"Are they not afraid of being dealt with for causing such chaos?" someone questioned.

"Dealt with? They champions of justice, who would dare touch them?" Old Guo clapped his wooden gavel and asked.

"How come, nowadays they dare to uphold justice so openly?" someone said discontentedly.

"Heroes champion justice without flaunting it, but some people? What about those people on the mountain that day?"

Saying so, Old Guo pointed towards the graveyard.

The crowd was startled and then realized.

Normally, whether young heroes, female heroes, or grand heroes—regardless of how audacious they were—needed to consider many aspects and notify in advance to avoid discord, but Old Demon Duan was different.

Old Demon Duan enjoyed pretending to be a young hero, indulging in the game of championing justice. Who would dare oppose him?

"Surely, these Jade Girls can’t be linked to Old Demon Duan, can they?" someone asked.

"You’re right! The Jade Sword Sect is indeed Old Demon Duan’s doing. These Jade Girls revere him as their ’Heroic Venerate,’ and many of them have cultivated the Demon Dharma, gaining extraordinary power.

Who would dare provoke such women?"

"One can say, Old Demon Duan is crazier than ever! Not only does he enjoy impersonating a young hero himself, but now he is also leading a group of ’Jade Girls’, ready to start killing at the slightest disagreement, all in the name of acting for Heaven. This Martial World is destined to be ravaged by storms of blood!"

The crowd couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

Duan Yun: "..."

He had been listening with great interest, even buying half a melon to enjoy, but as he ate, he unexpectedly found himself the topic of discussion.

What do these Jade Girls have to do with me?

For a moment, everyone was abuzz with discussion.

"Dharma Image, Dharma Image, Old Demon Duan’s Dharma Image. Old Guo, when you were on the mountain that day, did you see what Old Demon Duan looked like?" someone asked.

Old Guo, thinking about his tragic experience of rolling down the mountain, said excitedly, "Of course I saw him, saw him very clearly!"

Speaking, he looked around and suddenly pointed at Duan Yun and said, "That Old Demon Duan and this gentleman bear some resemblance, having a handsome and pleasing appearance, even much like a gentle and kind doctor.

But that’s all just appearance!"

Duan Yun: "..."

"Old Demon Duan’s methods are extremely vicious, and his Jade Sword Sect is a bunch of mad women. If one day, you suddenly encounter such a person claiming to be a Young Hero, or encounter a woman with such a Dharma Image appearing behind her.

Remember, run, the farther the better! If you really can’t escape, remember, comply with them, you must say you’re also a good person who dares to act justly!"

The storyteller Old Guo talked eloquently.

Then, noticing a change in Duan Yun’s expression, he said, "This young gentleman, please don’t mind, I merely used your young and handsome appearance as an example."

Duan Yun couldn’t help but say, "What if I mind?"

"If you mind, you could break this leg of mine that’s already broken to vent your anger!" Old Guo stretched out his leg wrapped with branches and said.

Duan Yun waved his hand, generously letting it go.

Old Guo immediately smiled and said, "Sir, you don’t look like a petty person, my judgment of people is always accurate."

At this point, someone asked: "With Old Demon Duan wreaking havoc like this, is there no one to stop him?"

Old Guo shook his fan and continued, "How could that be possible! During the battle at the graveyard, Old Demon Duan established his notorious demon name, but the Red House and Thunder God and Mother Sect aren’t the types to easily concede defeat. The three tower masters of the Red House and the sect leader of the Thunder God and Mother Sect are all legendary figures, Old Demon Duan stands little chance against them.

Moreover, Peacock Demon’s close friend from the Twelve Star Signs, Zhu Heimian, has already put the word out to torment Old Demon Duan beyond recognition. Each of the demon names in the Twelve Star Signs is not inferior to Peacock Demon. Old Demon Duan can deal with one at a time, but can he handle two, three, or even four or five?"

On hearing this, Duan Yun felt his knowledge greatly expanded.

So there was so much intrigue and demonic dealings hidden within this.

So, he asked, "Are there twelve people in the Twelve Star Signs? Why don’t they just attack together?"

At this, the storyteller Old Guo smiled and said, "Young master, you are still young, you missed the heyday of the Twelve Star Signs. They initially had twelve people, but over the years, several died from their demonic practices exploding, three fought to death in a duel with their enemy, the Eight Mysterious Dragon King, only about five or six are left."

"But as I said earlier, any one of these five or six, with a demon name and methods not inferior to Peacock Demon, just two or three together, Old Demon Duan would really suffer."

"Look, it won’t be long before a bloody storm hits the Jade Sword Sect, and then there will be a good show to watch."

Hearing this, Duan Yun felt somewhat grateful to this "very knowledgeable" Old Guo.

Without him, he wouldn’t have known any of this, so he rewarded him with a silver ingot.

That evening, amid the screams in the alley, Old Guo broke his leg again, coincidentally the same right leg he talked about during his storytelling.

Some suspected the young gentleman was behind it, but unfortunately, there was no evidence.

Old Guo, lying on the stretcher, even said—"That young man, at first glance, looked kind and not one to hold grudges, plus he rewarded me with a big ingot of silver."

"Sadly, all the reward silver I had was robbed that day!"