Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 267 - 197: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Xian Di Behind (Request for Subscription)_2

Chapter 267: Chapter 197: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Xian Di Behind (Request for Subscription)_2

After so long, she finally found the trail of Old Demon Duan.

She had already gone to Yun State, but on the way, she heard a storyteller say that Old Demon Duan was causing trouble in Leizhou, and that’s why she hurried back.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, she really found the trace of Old Demon Duan.

The Xian Di between Yu Shuangshuang’s eyebrows trembled slightly, and her entire face showed an expression of frenzied excitement.

Connive!

She was finally going to connive against Duan Yun!

However, Yu Shuangshuang, despite her intense craving for Duan Yun, was not a person overclouded by lust; she understood Duan Yun’s methods and knew that now was not the time.

Duan Yun came here, obviously targeting the people of the Thunder God and Mother Sect.

She just needed to wait patiently a bit longer, wait for Duan Yun and the Thunder God and Mother Sect to exhaust themselves in their fight, and then he would be hers to trample under her feet!

So, Yu Shuangshuang floated up, landing on a Skin Kite.

She also tied herself to a Copper Coin and floated in the air like this.

Her cultivation had greatly improved by now, and she could even sleep in the wind.

At this moment, a fire was lit in a house within the city.

From the air, Yu Shuangshuang could vaguely make out the figures by the fire.

At this sight, her eyes went wide.

Right beside the fire, one could see a figure.

Though it wasn’t clear, Yu Shuangshuang knew at a glance that it was Duan Yun.

Key point is, Duan Yun was actually not wearing any clothes at this moment.

Ah!

A burning sensation scorched her heart, and Yu Shuangshuang could only close her eyes, breathing in and out in the cold wind.

She was afraid she couldn’t hold back!

Couldn’t hold back!

Outside the house, the cold wind howled. Duan Yun returned to the tattered tavern naked, feeling no cold at all.

Not just because his body was filled with electricity, but also because his blood was hot.

The blood of a Young Hero is naturally hot!

If not for the difficulty of finding the path at night, with the risk of falling off the cliffs, he might have gone into the mountains right away.

Seeing his horse shivering from the cold, Duan Yun shaved some discarded stools and lit a fire.

The red jujube-colored horse, watching him stand there naked, occasionally silent, occasionally showing a haunting smile, still shivered.

It was then that Duan Yun realized he wasn’t wearing any clothes.

So he went to the horse, took out a set of replacement clothes from his bundle, and put them on.

After that, he began to cook.

People always have to eat.

Before leaving Lin Shuang City, he found that the lamb legs there were good, and with the weather being cold, suitable for carrying, so he bought one.

Tonight, he was going to have roasted lamb leg.

A whole smoked lamb leg, not particularly large, but substantial in hand.

Duan Yun was about to cut the lamb leg with his golden sword, but recalling the image of "Huangshan Heroine urinating on the golden sword," he held back.

He had washed this sword countless times, and it had just been baptized by lightning, but because of that image, it always seemed not so clean.

So he took out Wen Rou.

The delicate blade glided through the lamb leg, creating even cuts. Unintentionally, he found that he had carved the character for "justice" on the lamb leg.

Sigh, it had become a habit from writing it too much.

To make the flavor penetrate better, Duan Yun even used his True Qi to create a rotating Sword Power, reaching deep into the lamb meat.

Only then did he place the lamb leg over the fire.

Duan Yun first brushed a layer of oil on the lamb leg. It must be said, to enjoy this lamb leg, he didn’t just buy the leg itself but also a whole set of condiments.

As the flames rose, the fat from the lamb leg soon appeared, and Duan Yun rotated it, sprinkling cumin and Sichuan pepper as seasoning.

Before long, the air was filled with the rich aroma of the food.

Outside the house, was a dreadful small town, long abandoned and hung with many Skin Kites, but inside, by the campfire, was a cozy scene.

In such a haunted place, only tasty food could comfort the heart.

When the lamb leg was roasted, Duan Yun began to feast, even taking out the flatbread he had bought earlier, mixing it with the lamb meat to eat.

It had to be said, a bite of lamb, a bite of flatbread, occasionally complemented with a sip of wine, the feeling was truly wonderful.

Duan Yun enjoyed his meal to the fullest.

He was an action hero who never hesitated to right wrongs, fearless of hardships, but when it was time to indulge, he truly indulged.

Food is the most comforting.

After all, only after a full meal can one kill properly.

Yu Shuangshuang, floating in the air, smelled the scent of the roasted lamb in the wind, taking a deep breath.

It was the flavor that Duan Yun had tasted, maybe even carrying the taste of his lips!

For a moment, fiery passion blazed in her eyes.

If Duan Yun could have scorched with his glare, his clothes would probably be burned again.

...

Having finished the lamb leg, Duan Yun sat quietly by the window, drinking.

The tavern had been abandoned for many years, covered in cobwebs, with only this barely intact chair and table remaining.

Sitting here, Duan Yun could even imagine countless people drinking here, experiencing the joys and sorrows of life.

Regrettably, those times are gone.

Perhaps the women who once drank here are now nothing but a piece of skin floating in the sky.

This world is still too filthy!

If he doesn’t completely eradicate Lei Dianzi from these mountains this time, he wouldn’t qualify as a Young Hero!

Outside, the cold wind howls, and from here, human skin can still be seen drifting in the air.

Such scenes, in his past life, could only be found in horror movies.

Or rather, these horrifying scenes were something he would hesitate to watch alone in the dead of night.

But now, he is in such a world, an existence akin to a horror movie.

Whilst he is dissatisfied with this world, there is also an undercurrent of excitement.

Because he knows, sooner or later, this world will change because of him.

He is quite pleased with what he is doing at the moment, because he knows that even when he is old and can no longer wield a sword, recalling these events will still fill him with pride.

Afterward, Duan Yun took out that little notebook, carefully looking at the page about the Thunder God and Mother Sect for a long time...

The sky was just beginning to lighten when Duan Yun set off.

He couldn’t wait any longer!

At this moment, the world was still dim, yet the mountain of snow was white.

Duan Yun rode his horse towards the snow-capped mountain, and Yu Shuangshuang in the wind also opened her eyes.

She didn’t rush after him, for she knew that to avoid being discovered by Old Demon Duan, she had to be clever.

To bewitch her prey, for this man who had once made her loose blood and tumble down a cliff, she would do anything.

The Xian Di between her brows seemed to sense her mood, warming slightly and quivering like flower petals.

Xue, half paralyzed, still dared not move.

Before him were demons and fierce ghosts, and as a storyteller stepping deep into this, it was difficult.

He would need greater patience and bravery to witness those dreamlike scenarios, the stories that would be worth dying for.

He wished to emulate Old Guo, to become famous throughout the industry.

The Bloodthirsty Storyteller, never admitting defeat!

The legacy that Old Guo couldn’t complete, let him be the one to finish it!

Almost at the same time, Old Guo was bound in midair by four White Socks, his eyes hollow, and the "Zheng" character on his leg multiplied indefinitly.

Then, he shook his head, gradually regaining some clarity.

Whimpering, he must, he must escape!

The White Socks were too cruel!

...

There are no trails in this world initially; but as more walk through it, a path gradually forms.

This is a classic saying, but not quite applicable to the present scene.

When first leaving the town, Duan Yun could still faintly trace the remnants of the old road.

But as the altitude rose, these fragmented shadows disappeared.

No matter how many people walked that road in the past, it’s all gone.

Here, trees and the ground were covered with a layer of snow, leaving no sign of any path.

This snow mountain was much bigger than Duan Yun had anticipated, and the terrain was even more complex.

At this point, even the spirited horse showed signs of strain.

The scenery of the snow mountain was beautiful, a gust of wind stirred, lifting a veil of thin snow, creating a misty wonderland.

Yet, beneath this beautiful scene lurked grave dangers.

Suddenly, a horse’s neigh broke the silence as its front hoof plunged into snow, and together with Duan Yun, they began to fall.

Duan Yun’s finger jabbed, piercing the wall with a snap and clinging onto it.

In the next moment, he scooped up the horse from the well, holding it in his hand.

It was a crevasse hidden beneath the snow, bottomless at a glance.

With a toss of his hand, the horse nimbly landed back on solid ground.

Duan Yun realized that the road ahead was probably only meant for him.

He climbed up, grabbed his belongings from the horse, patted its rump, and said, "Go wait for me in town, or if not, head back to Qiongling Sect."

The horse seemed to understand his words and seemed to sense the great dangers in the mountain, not dawdling at all, galloping down the mountain instantly.

Duan Yun looked at the vast expanse of the snow mountain and couldn’t help but sigh, saying, "If I don’t beat you all down, teeth shattered on the ground, I would have come all these miles in vain."

At this moment, Duan Yun once again longed for the high-speed trains and subways of his previous life.

If he could travel to these places by train or subway while listening to music, or at the very least, catch a bus, and then hurry back for a barbecue after killing his enemies, it would be beyond perfect.

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