Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 155 - 146: Since the Lady is ill, I will not hold back then! (Subscription please!)

Chapter 155: Chapter 146: Since the Lady is ill, I will not hold back then! (Subscription please!)

On the graveyard, the lady in a purple dress danced wildly.

Her whole body exuded a strong rhythm, swaying with her flowing hair, very rhythmical.

Watching the light emitted from the glazed lamp, Duan Yun felt a sense of trance.

It was like seeing a well-bred lady in broad daylight, beautiful and dignified, then at night, you pass by a bar for a drink and find her there, heavily made-up in a spaghetti strap dress, lost in dancing.

Of course, even though she danced somewhat forgetfully, the lady in the purple dress was still beautiful. Or rather, perhaps only a woman like her could make dancing on a graveyard so rhythmic.

The lady wasn’t wearing shoes, under her slender jade legs, the graveyard was flattened, emitting dust and smoke.

Not to mention Duan Yun, even the worldly Shen Ying was somewhat stunned.

Could this be a peculiar hobby of the Purple-Dress Dragon King?

Suddenly, the playing of the barbarian girls stopped.

The fire in the glazed lamp flickered, extinguishing several lights.

The Purple-Dress Dragon King stood there, breathing heavily, through the wavering light, one could see sweat beads covering her forehead.

The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, as if only her enticing panting remained.

All of a sudden, the lights in the glazed lamp completely extinguished.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying only felt a purple shadow moving, both retreated simultaneously, but by then, the Purple-Dress Dragon King was already standing in front of them.

She was naturally tall and leggy, Duan Yun estimated about a meter eight, E-cup.

Now, she stood on the slope above, creating an imposing presence as if overseeing the world.

Looking up, Duan Yun faced her, feeling like he was facing an insurmountable peak.

What intensified the pressure on Duan Yun and Shen Ying was her expression.

The Purple-Dress Dragon King’s beautiful eyes were somewhat vacant, even a bit of blood-red appearing in her pupils, giving a demonic sense.

At this moment, she looked at Duan Yun and panted, "Hit me!"

"Uh?"

Duan Yun was baffled.

"I said hit me!"

The Purple-Dress Dragon King’s voice changed somewhat.

"Hurry!"

"If you don’t, I’ll hit you!"

"Do you not say you like to counterattack? Must you force me to strike you?" The Purple-Dress Dragon King pressed step by step.

Duan Yun rarely heard anyone make this kind of request before, the last time being the demon monk from Dusk Temple, who had ended up torn into pieces.

"Lady, then I won’t be polite!"

Though Duan Yun wasn’t used to hitting women, he never minded hitting them!

In the Martial World, women are frightening, not hitting them properly is simply disrespectful.

"Come!"

The Purple-Dress Dragon King’s eyes red with desire, looking very eager.

"Jade Sword Finger!"

Duan Yun raised his hand, four streams of Jade Sword Finger shot out like the moonlight, smoothly shooting forth.

The Purple-Dress Dragon King thrust forward, unexpectedly neither dodging nor avoiding.

Clack clack clack clack!

The Jade Sword Finger True Qi, capable of easily piercing human flesh, hit her purple dress and dispersed like ripples.

It didn’t even manage to rip the clothes?

"Is that all the strength you have?"

The Purple-Dress Dragon King, with a dominant air and even more reddened eyes, questioned.

Being a man, especially a young hero filled with a heroic spirit, how could one be told they lacked strength!

Especially by a woman!

Suddenly, Duan Yun’s robe vibrated without wind, creating ripple-like waves, black Death Energy coiling around his waistband.

Standing beside, Shen Ying sensed something unusual and leaped to the side.

"Body-breaking Sword Qi! Come out!"

Countless fine Sword Qi emerged from the body, like smoke and mist, instantly merging with the black Death Energy.

The jarring buzzing sound followed, resembling a vast swarm of bees flying, making one’s ears ache.

"Come!"

The Purple-Dress Dragon King said eagerly.

With a swish, the black Body-breaking Sword Qi formed a pillar and thrust at the Purple-Dress Dragon King.

Faced with the terrifying momentum of the Body-breaking Sword Qi, the Purple-Dress Dragon King still did not dodge or evade, standing there.

With a loud bang, the air in front of the Purple-Dress Dragon King twisted and deformed, the black Sword Qi striking it, rolling with energy waves.

At this moment, Duan Yun fully realized that something was wrong with the air in front of this woman.

It was like a peculiar vortex, capable of dissolving Sword Qi.

His previous Jade Sword Finger Sword Energy had been dissolved like this.

But, my Death Energy Body-breaking Sword Qi isn’t an inconvenient thing!

Stab for me!

With a boom, the Body-breaking Sword Qi and Death Energy overflowing from his body surged, the sword pillar thickening and turning darker, stabbing more ferociously at the Purple-Dress Dragon King.

In just an instant, the sweat beads on the forehead of the Purple-Dress Dragon King had been shaken into fragments, her naked feet suddenly left the ground, and she was blasted backwards.

To outsiders, her figure was now covered by the Body-breaking Sword Qi, becoming a blur.

If it were an ordinary master, faced with this move, they would’ve been pierced by the Body-breaking Sword Qi, flesh torn, and bones perforated; however, the Purple-Dress Dragon King evidently could not be judged by normal standards.

Duan Yun could feel that he hadn’t breached her defense!

The Qi Force formed in front of this woman was like a vortex that could devour anything, and her entire body was like a bigger vortex, capable of swallowing everything.

"Little Yu, come out!"

Duan Yun raised his hand, and the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal Dharma Image appeared, possessing a cold demeanor like the lady in the purple dress, looking down on all.

With his right hand, the Body-breaking Sword Qi suddenly surged, forming a larger sword pillar to stab people, while Duan Yun’s left hand had already grasped the knife handle.

"Sevenfold Spring Rain! Damn it, Sevenfold Spring Rain!"

"No! Eight layers! Eight layers of Spring Rain spin! Dammit! Dammit, they’re spinning!"

Duan Yun did not expect this woman in purple to be so resilient, actually managing to withstand his Breaking Body Sword Pillar, making him excited as well.

With a loud boom, where the Breaking Body Sword Pillar passed, a huge trench formed on the graveyard, and at the end of the trench, the purple figure blurred, as if it was about to be completely swallowed by the pervasive black Sword Qi.

But Duan Yun knew, she was still there.

The Gentle Knife bore heavy overlapping shadows, resembling the ripples of spring rain falling upon the surface of a lake, and Little Yu’s knife movements had also taken shape.

Eight layers of Spring Rain!

With another loud boom, the Breaking Body Sword Energy continued to surge wildly, and amidst the chaos, the bell-like sound of the knife already resonated.

The knife energy of six layers of Spring Rain and two layers combined perfectly, like a sudden arrival of spring thunder, stirring up endless ripples.

"Quick!"

"Run!"

Feng Ling’er, who was already hiding far away, continued to move aside.

Under the barrage of the sword pillar, the Eight Layers of Spring Rain rolled towards the Purple Dragon King.

For a moment, the knife energy and the sword energy combined, striking like storm and thunder, the grave piles exploded into powder, black bamboos burst open, and half of the graveyard trembled.

Crack crack crack!

The sleeves and skirt of the Purple Dragon King tore apart, revealing fair skin.

At this moment, Duan Yun, leveraging the knife and sword energy, leaped up and excitedly roared: "Lady, even more powerful strikes to come!"

"Love! No!"

"Enough."

Duan Yun had not yet spoken the word "Limit!" when the Purple Dragon King interrupted.

Duan Yun put away his knife and fell from the sky.

The surrounding dust continued to spread, and after a moment, as the dust settled, the figure of the Purple Dragon King was revealed.

She stood there, dignified in manner, and even with torn sleeves and skirt, she still appeared impeccable.

She had returned to her previous dignified and luxurious appearance, as if the previous scene of her dancing on the graveyard and her eyes turning blood red was just an illusion.

What surprised Duan Yun the most was that, under his combined attack of Breaking Body Sword Pillar and Eight Layers of Spring Rain, the opponent only had her clothes shredded, still fair and delicate, utterly spotless.

That’s right, not even a slightly significant tearing of clothes was achieved.

She just stood there, literally withstanding his combined knife and sword.

This kind of situation, Duan Yun was encountering for the first time.

The Purple Dragon King looked at Duan Yun, showing a gentle and charming smile, and said: "You are not bad."

Saying this, her figure fluttered, vanishing like a wisp of purple smoke from the graveyard.

Duan Yun exhaled deeply and puzzledly said: "Was that strength enough?"

The previously disrupted graveyard regained its tranquility, everything that happened seemed like a dream.

Suddenly dancing on the grave, suddenly her pupils turning red, allowing Duan Yun to attack her - the Purple Dragon King suddenly returned to normal, truly giving a sense of mystification.

Duan Yun even had an illusion that the Purple Dragon seemed ill just moments ago, and under his strong attack of sword energy and knife energy, she suddenly recovered.

He actually still had the Flirtatious Finger Strength and Jade Finger Heaven techniques which he hadn’t fully used to entertain the Lady, unfortunately...

Tonight, he actually had a great time stabbing, opponents like the Purple Robe Dragon King, who could withstand his united sword and knife yet remain unscathed, are incredibly rare.

It’s extremely rare indeed.

At this moment, Duan Yun saw Feng Ling’er and couldn’t help asking, "What just happened to your mother?"

Feng Ling’er looked at him, her eyes still held resentment as if pierced by nails, but they had changed somewhat.

The fact that this guy could have such combat power and leave her mother in such a state was truly beyond her expectations.

She looked at Duan Yun, her eyes still somewhat red, and said, "Actually, my mother is ill."

"Ill?"

Being a gynecologist with a Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart, Duan Yun suddenly became interested.

"I shouldn’t have let her come," Feng Ling’er said sadly.

...

Duan Yun and Shen Ying returned to Yuzhu Villa, still amazed by the secret they had learned.

Shen Ying had known long ago that the Purple Robe Dragon King was the young lady of the Nangong Family, named "Nangong Xuya."

The Nangong Family is a historically long-standing Martial Arts Family, and was once the overlord of Leizhou.

Nangong Xuya is the most talented person in the Nangong Family in nearly a century, a one-in-a-million cultivation prodigy, who learned the Nangong Family’s unique skill "Sky Clearing Hand" at the age of five, and became renowned in the Martial World by twelve. Coupled with her fame as a beauty, she was truly an extraordinarily talented and beautiful young woman.

However, when she was twenty-four, she encountered her most troublesome opponent, "Jade Guanyin."

Nangong Xuya had long disliked Jade Guanyin, and at twenty-four, she was at her peak, rarely meeting any rival. Coincidentally, she encountered Jade Guanyin.

The two peerless beauties, disliking each other, naturally could not avoid this competition.

Nangong Xuya was astoundingly talented, but faced with the even more cunning and ruthless Jade Guanyin, she ultimately lost by one move.

Although she survived, she was poisoned by Jade Guanyin.

This poison was incurable by anyone in the world, yet Nangong Xuya, as one of the most gifted women of her time, managed to cultivate a unique skill on her own and neutralized the poison.

However, it’s unknown whether the toxin was not completely cleared, or if that mysterious unique skill inherently had issues, or maybe Nangong Xuya made a mistake in her cultivation, which led her to suffer from a strange illness.

That is, she couldn’t stand the sight of graveyards; seeing graveyards and thinking of the dead inside, she couldn’t help but dance on them, otherwise she felt she would be dragged into the grave.

Then, after dancing, she would feel the urge to be beaten; if not beaten, she would go mad.

Initially, she could only alleviate this madness through brutal self-harm.

Later, she simply stopped moving on land, shifting to the sea, and within three years, she earned the title "Purple Robe Dragon King," and dominated a region of the sea.

This also explains a mystery in the Martial World: Leizhou has no sea, the Nangong Family had always been dominant in Leizhou without ever involving in sea-related businesses, yet why Nangong Xuya would venture into the sea to become the "Purple Robe Dragon King."

Because she couldn’t bear the sight of soil and the raised graves, which were most abundant on land.

In Feng Ling’er’s words, her mother had not walked on land for many years, but still came ashore for the sake of her daughter.

Nangong Xuya believed she had managed her insanity well, and had no issues since coming ashore, yet to her unexpected, she still had an episode tonight, leading to what happened later.

Duan Yun never imagined that behind the identity of the Purple Robe Dragon King lay such a mound of issues and this secret.

He couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of the world; was it Jade Guanyin’s poison or that unique skill that caused the Purple Robe Dragon King’s intolerance to graves and self-mutilating tendencies?

If it were that unique skill, he would indeed want to see it for himself.

Clearly, if he were to learn it, he likely wouldn’t have these problems, and he might even find the key to cure Lady Nangong.

Because he is not only a one-in-amillion cultivation prodigy, but he is also a newly skilled gynecologist!

Guaranteed genuine!