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Chapter 127 - 123 Rescuing the Troubled Young Hero Duan! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 127: Chapter 123 Rescuing the Troubled Young Hero Duan! (Please Subscribe)

At night, Duan Yun slept by the campfire.

He should be able to sleep more soundly this time.

Previously it was only him and Little Grey, and though the donkey was vigilant, letting a donkey stand watch was somewhat inadequate.

But Panda Dabai was different.

According to the Mei Family, this panda of the highest nobility was also skilled at standing guard.

Yet before Duan Yun fell asleep, he heard a snoring noise.

He opened his eyes and saw that, lo and behold, the panda had fallen asleep before him, snoring quite loudly at that.

But thinking about it, he could understand. The panda, having carried him day and night, was exceedingly tired.

Not long after, he fell asleep as well.

A donkey, a man, and a panda lay there, truly living the carefree life beneath the sky and upon the earth.

In the dead of night, Duan Yun was suddenly woken by the barking of a dog.

There were no dogs around them, and when he awoke, he realized it was Panda Dabai making the noise.

Dabai was staring off into a certain direction of the woods.

"Is there something over there?"

Duan Yun followed its gaze and suddenly heard a strange noise.

Tonight, there were no stars or moon, as if the sky and earth had been encased in a dark coffin, the light dim.

The next moment, Duan Yun couldn’t help but exclaim, "Damn it!"

Within the darkness, several figures floated by, sticking close to the trees.

Their floating posture was horizontal, eerily reminiscent of the movement technique of the Red House Mad Woman.

They say that traveling for a long time at night makes it easy to bump into ghosts.

Could it be that they had really encountered ghosts this time?

Quickly, Duan Yun realized they were not ghosts, but people.

Bodies of people.

By the reflectance from the campfire, he could finally see that they weren’t floating in on nothing, but were being carried by water.

These were corpses floating on the water.

In the dead of the night, water had suddenly risen!

A flood!

The dark and ominous shadow of water surged over like a primeval monster, swiftly submerging the trunks of the trees below.

As the water arrived, the air temperature plummeted, bringing a cold wind.

Those corpses must have drowned, and as they passed by Duan Yun, their eyes were wide open, filled with panic.

In the dark of night, they appeared all the more horrifying.

Luckily, Duan Yun and his companions had chosen a higher spot.

But at this moment, Panda Dabai had already started climbing a tree, barking.

"Damn it!"

The next instant, Duan Yun’s good fortune turned into nothingness.

An even more terrifying flood rushed over, bringing with it monstrous waves.

Duan Yun didn’t hesitate, he grabbed Little Grey and scampered up a nearby tall tree.

With a bang.

The campfire below was extinguished in an instant, and the turbulent flood made the large tree sway left and right.

What was once a hillside was now submerged by the flood in an instant.

The thunderous sound of the water was heart-stopping.

Duan Yun glanced and could only see the tops of some trees.

Boom!

The flood was still rising!

A wave was heading straight for them!

Seeing this, Duan Yun said to Dabai, "Let’s go!"

The panda didn’t hesitate to jump from the treetop into the water, and Duan Yun, carrying Little Grey, walked on water amidst the flood.

Though he had never specifically learned a movement technique, with sufficient cultivation of True Qi, he was capable of walking upon water.

The flood was immense and fast; along the way, Duan Yun adjusted his speed by using his toe strength.

Panda Dabai, too, was a strong swimmer, and kept pace behind him.

Otherwise, he would have had to hold onto Panda Dabai with one hand and Little Grey with the other while walking on water.

That would’ve been doubly difficult.

The surging flood hit the mountains, turning into huge waves with rumbling sounds.

For a time, Duan Yun couldn’t see the end of this flood and could only drift along with the currents.

Afterward, it became apparent that Panda Dabai was getting tired.

Duan Yun drew his sword, chopped down a large tree, and threw it to Dabai.

Dabai, intelligent as it was, gave an appreciative bark and clung to the log.

Then, Duan Yun also stepped onto the tree trunk, drifting along.

Midway, as the speed of the water increased, Duan Yun released True Qi from the soles of his feet, adjusting the direction of the log to avoid colliding with the surrounding mountains, trees, and rocks.

Especially when it was narrowly missing rugged and oddly shaped rocks, the scene was extremely thrilling.

The rumbling of the water was ceaseless, and all he could see seemed like an endless sea.

The flood had come too quickly and too fiercely, and even now, it felt as if it were a dream.

About half an hour later, the water speed finally began to slow.

Looking around, one could not tell how many corpses were floating in the water.

They were men and women, old and young, and Duan Yun even saw a baby.

Their eyes were all wide open, with expressions of alarm on their faces.

In the darkness of the night, amidst these surging yellow floods, only the three of them—a person, a donkey, and a panda—were alive, surrounded by floating corpses. The scene was both horrifying and tragic.

There was a thud as the log struck something hard.

Duan Yu saw a steep hillside nearby and said to Big White, "Up!"

Big White struggled with its front limbs and managed to climb onto the muddy slope, but it seemed too exhausted, or perhaps the water was too cold, as it kept slipping.

Just as they were about to be swept away by the flood, Duan Yun flashed forward, picking up Big White and leaping to higher ground.

After being swept along by the floodwaters for so long, they finally reached an area of higher elevation.

By this time, day was almost breaking.

The raging floodwaters, like primordial beasts devouring people, were unstoppable, leaving one to wonder where they would flow and when the chaos would end.

By noon, the floodwaters continued to spread, and Duan Yun watched with his own eyes as a town was submerged in an instant.

Even though most people from the town had been warned and had fled in advance, some were not so fortunate.

This was the first time Duan Yun deeply understood what "a vast expanse of misery" meant; common folks were like ants under the powerful hands of martial experts in the Martial World, barely surviving, and against such a terrifying natural disaster, it was even more so.

Along the way, Duan Yun saw five or six Jianghu people struggling in the water, attempting to save the still-living townsfolk.

He joined in too, quickly recovering dozens of people.

But the situation remained dire; the floodwaters were still rapidly rising, and the survivors had no choice but to move higher.

Yu State had many mountains and hilltop towns.

Above where Duan Yun was located, there was a hilltop town with a population of over ten thousand.

For the refugees, that was the only place they could escape to.

But that was the highest point reachable by ordinary people, and if the floodwaters continued to rise uncontrollably, even that peak would be in danger.

At that moment, a man was seen struggling upstream against the current.

He was bare-armed, with excellent swimming skills, and truly carried the vigor of Youlong.

After he made it to shore, the man told the Jianghu people, "The river mouth downstream is blocked by silt and corpses!"

"Let’s go!"

The six Jianghu people, apart from one who truly had no strength left, followed the man as they hurried downstream.

Duan Yun saw this, instructed Big White to take Little Grey up to safety, and then followed the group downstream himself.

Amid the surging floodwaters, this group of Jianghu people moved swiftly.

Clearly, they had trained their True Qi and were considered skilled in the Martial World.

Since entering the Martial World, Duan Yun had encountered a variety of people; most were scheming and murderous, with good people being a rarity.

Seeing such selfless acts of rescue in the face of a disaster was something completely new for him.

Following behind them, Duan Yun noticed that three of the group had grape-like marks on their necks, a sign of some martial sect, it seemed.

Then, the man with Youlong’s vigor spotted Duan Yun and asked, "Brother, why are you following us?"

"Just passing by and joining in the rescue effort," Duan Yun replied.

"Rare indeed! Truly rare!"

The Youlong Man surged forward with a plunge.

In fact, Duan Yun wanted to say "rare" as well.

Rare to find someone as good-hearted as him!

Ahead, the flood rose high, and for a moment, there appeared to be waves rushing backward.

Duan Yun executed his movement technique and flew upwards, arriving at a river mouth flanked by steep cliffs.

Compared to the raging floodwaters, the river mouth was relatively narrow, and as the man had mentioned, it was now blocked, preventing the flood from draining and causing the water level to rise even more.

Within the surging waters, around twenty Jianghu people, both men and women, were exerting all their strength to clear the river channel.

Some jabbed with long poles, some pushed with palm force, others kicked with their feet, while some were dragging the corpses aside and throwing them, and some were so exhausted they floated like corpses themselves.

At this point, Duan Yun made his way to the Youlong Man’s side and asked, "What lies downstream?"

"It’s a wilderness down there!"

"With the flood rushing down like this, won’t it submerge other towns?"

The man, while dragging a corpse, shouted, "The waterways downstream are wide, there won’t be any problems!"

After confirming there were no issues, Duan Yun loudly declared, "Make way! When will you clear this—let me do it!"

"You?" The Youlong Man exclaimed.

"Of course, me! This Young Hero is best at clearing things!"

Saying that, Duan Yun had already charged to the front.

"Everyone, scatter!"

In an instant, black Death Energy spilled from his waist belt, forming the Dharma Image of Jade Sword Immortal.

"Seven layers! Dammit! Dammit, seven layers of Spring Rain, spin!"

"Holy shit!"

Upon seeing this, the Youlong Man shouted, "Quick, get out of the way!"

The group had already been startled by the Dharma Image behind Duan Yun and his bellowing roar and, hearing his command, hurriedly sought refuge on the nearby hills without hesitation!

And then, a terrifying Sword Light rose on the wind, charging towards the river mouth!

With a boom, the seven layers of Spring Rain Sword Light swept through the floodwaters, striking the river mouth like a dragon drinking water, blasting away the accumulated silt and corpses, creating an opening.

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

"Spin! Dammit, eight layers of Spring Rain, spin!"

The Youlong Man and his group lay on the hillside, watching the terrifying blade technique and hearing those heroic roars, their eyes filled with awe as if beholding the Jade Emperor himself.

Then, a woman nearby reminded, "Brother Wu, shouldn’t we hide a bit further?"

The Youlong Man suddenly came to his senses and called out, "Don’t just watch the show, keep moving!"

With a roar, like Spring Thunder striking the ground, the eight layers of Spring Rain came!