Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 288 - 205 I Want to Step on the Demon and Reach the Summit of Martial Arts!_2

Chapter 288: Chapter 205 I Want to Step on the Demon and Reach the Summit of Martial Arts!_2

"The Huangshan Sword Sect’s prestige will surely reach new heights then!"

"Are you certain?" Zhao Ling asked.

To be honest, she was somewhat tempted.

Liu Qingyu confidently said, "This disciple is confident!"

She was confident alright, but it had scared the other junior brothers half to death.

The third junior brother quickly said, "Master, Mistress, this matter requires careful consideration!"

The fourth junior brother said in a panic, "Yes, Mistress, if our Huangshan Sword Sect practices Old Demon Duan’s Demon Technique, we may fall into inferiority."

Liu Qingyu snorted coldly and said, "You two junior brothers, being a man isn’t that much fun. As for being a senior brother, hmph, after my transformation, I’ve found a different kind of pleasure."

The third and fourth junior brother were at a loss for words.

You’ve been castrated, where is the pleasure in that, but they still have theirs!

At this moment, Sect Leader Chen Sanjue furrowed his brows, eyeing his disciple, and said with a frown, "Qingyu, what is this..."

Liu Qingyu respectfully bowed, revealing deep furrows, and said, "Master, after reversing my Yinyang, I endured humiliations in the Jade Sword Sect. Yes, I’ve paid a price upon my return, no longer pure, but in these experiences, I found pleasures that men cannot fathom."

In that moment, the third and fourth junior brothers shuddered, feeling the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

So the so-called pleasures involved becoming a woman and experiencing that, no wonder she resembled a young married woman.

Way too twisted!

This person was even more twisted, wanting to drag them down with her.

They, as part of the Huangshan Six Swords, standing tall and handsome, how could they possibly become like that!

Then, Zhao Ling glanced at them both and said, "Why don’t we just give Qingyu’s suggestion a try."

"What!"

"What!"

The third and fourth junior brothers felt like they were struck by thunder, unable to believe their own ears.

They wanted to resist, but by then Liu Qingyu had already spoken, "Mistress aspires to be the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, we, the Six Swords, shall naturally do our utmost to slay Old Demon Duan as a congratulatory gift!

Third junior brother, fourth junior brother, what you’ll lose is but useless appendages, yet it will allow the Huangshan Sword Sect to gain majesty!"

Liu Qingyu spoke more and more righteously.

The saying "return the method upon the perpetrator", thinking about Old Demon Duan being defeated by his own Demon Technique at the hands of his juniors, gave Zhao Ling a strong sense of satisfaction.

And when she would stomp him to death with her Dragon foot, that sense of revenge would be even more intensified!

Thus he gave the order: "Let’s do as Qingyu suggests."

"Mistress!"

The third junior brother wanted to resist, but upon seeing the stern look on the Mistress’s face, he didn’t dare to speak.

Mistress had now refined two Dragon Essence, aiming to become the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, how could a mere disciple dare to openly oppose her.

The third junior brother was feeling extremely conflicted at this moment.

On one hand, he was obsessed with the Mistress’s Dragon foot, willing to go through fire and water just to receive a single breath of it, on the other hand, he thought the Mistress was terrifying, more dreadful than before.

As though a shadow had enveloped her, giving her a terrifying presence that was neither human nor nonhuman.

At this time, Zhao Ling added, "You have at most two months, if you can’t achieve it within two months time, you know the consequences."

Then, she left, stepping on her Dragon foot.

Yes, two months were the limit, because she absolutely did not want to see Old Demon Duan live to see the new year.

Similarly, her ascension to become the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch had to be expedited!

She, Zhao Ling, wanted to stand upon the peak of the Martial World with Old Demon Duan’s head under her feet!

Thinking this, the Dragon Scales on her Dragon foot suddenly became even more vivid, and her Dragon claws sharper and longer.

She was really eager to find out how many slashes Old Demon Duan could withstand.

...

Duan Yun rode his horse back.

The horse was quite sensible, not heading straight home, but waiting for him in that rundown town.

The journey back felt lighter than the one coming, given that the big affair had been settled, and the mood to return home was naturally different.

In this increasingly cold weather, Duan Yun rode alone, gradually understanding the wanderer’s sentiments.

Wanderers who travel abroad and can return home to see long-lost friends and family, especially loved ones, during the New Year, it’s a very comforting solace.

While prodigals, also drifting, are lonelier.

Because wanderers, though drifting, have a home to return to, while prodigals are homeless, like duckweeds in the water, unable to settle down.

Duan Yun was grateful he was the former.

Though he had lost both parents, he still had a place to belong.

He still has a Yuzhu Villa, where friends are waiting for his return.

Thinking of Yuzhu Villa, his mood couldn’t help but brighten up again.

To get back as quickly as possible, he passed through a town without stopping and bought a large bag of steamed buns to continue on his way.

Up ahead, a crowd had gathered on the street.

Just like before, he craned his neck to see what the excitement was about.

In the midst of the crowd stood a middle-aged man, filthy from head to toe.

In these times, seeing beggars and displaced people on the street wasn’t unusual, but this man was attracting quite a bit of attention.

Due to the fact that despite the cold weather, his clothes barely covered him, and his body was covered with scratches.

Especially on his thigh, there were numerous "righteous" characters written.

Duan Yun pulled on the reins to stop his horse.

Because he felt that writing looked familiar.

Wait, wasn’t that the character he had written on Old Guo’s thigh?

How did Old Guo end up here?

If not for those "righteous" characters, Duan Yun probably wouldn’t have recognized him.

Because he was covered in wounds and filth, he looked as if he had swaggered around India and come back.

At this moment, a middle-aged man covered Old Guo’s body with a robe, trying to take him away.

But then two nearby people quickly stopped him and said, "Wang Laosan, what good act are you putting on?"

"I can’t stand to see him in such a pitiable state," the man said.

"You dirty old bachelor, pretending to be your mother! You just want to enjoy him all by yourself. Look, this guy is so saucy, viewers should share him; you want to hoard him, ask our brothers if we agree!"

The middle-aged man’s pretext was exposed, and his face reddened as he said, "I...I was just going to take him back to wash up, and then I’ll let him out."

At this time, Old Guo suddenly lifted his head and saw Duan Yun. His dazed expression instantly changed.

"Old Demon Duan!"

"Old Demon Duan!"

"People are getting killed!"

"Old Demon Duan is the most wicked in the world, the White Socks Sect can’t handle him."

"The White Socks Sect has insulted me a thousand times, but they are nothing compared to Old Demon Duan!"

"Young Hero Duan, Young Hero Duan please spare my life!"

"Hahaha... I, the Old Demon Duan from Yun State, am the top evildoer in the world, I’ll kill the White Socks!"

"White Socks!"

Hearing the three words "Old Demon Duan," the crowd was already somewhat scared, but now with the addition of "White Socks," they were even more terrified and quickly distanced themselves.

In Qingzhou territory, the mention of "White Socks" was akin to a horrifying taboo.

Compared to its stronghold in Yun State, the infamy of Old Demon Duan was nowhere near as terrifying as that of the White Socks here.

It should be noted that the White Socks Sect has its Sect Hierarch, and under him are the Four Heavenly Kings. Just Guo Heavenly King alone has a bigger reputation in Qingzhou than Old Demon Duan.

Yes, the Martial World is vast, and opinions vary across the different regions of Jiu Zhou.

In Yun State, Old Demon Duan’s wicked reputation surpasses that of the Four Heavenly Kings, but here in Qingzhou, he falls short.

Knowing that this man might be a plaything of the White Socks, regardless of how alluring Old Guo was, the testosteroned crowd still backed off, and even those who were watching the show retreated a bit further.

A person in the know sighed, "This fellow is a storyteller from Yun State. It is said that the White Socks’ big shots initially intended to let him go after having their fun for a while. But during the abuse, he might have been unable to take it and went mad, persistently saying that Guo Heavenly King was no match for Old Demon Duan’s wickedness, always boasting about the number one malevolent nature of Old Demon Duan, claiming that when he turns evil, the likes of the White Socks Sect, Guo Heavenly King, King Liu, and others are nothing in comparison, hence he was played with even more ruthlessly, and the more he was played with, the more deranged he became, spouting nonsense.

And so, they say the White Socks were worn out by him, and he managed to run off."

By this time, that Wang Laosan who was clearly still concerned about Old Guo, tried to pull him away.

But only to be met with a loud shout from Old Guo, "Old Demon Duan has arrived, Old Demon Duan has brought chaos to the Martial World, those who don’t want to die, run!" With a boom, he sent Wang Laosan flying and dashed away like smoke.

The force of the collision and his speed of escape were both quite remarkable, enough to be considered a master in the Martial World.

Poor Wang Laosan, he ended up with a broken neck and actually died.

Duan Yun watched all this pondering, "How did Old Guo become so formidable? Could it be that after the White Socks Sect’s initiation, he grew stronger?"

"Or could it be that Old Guo was always a hidden master?"

Indeed, he had had many run-ins with Old Guo, breaking his legs numerous times, never discovering his martial arts ability or sensing any True Qi from him.

But just now, the other party had changed into a true master.

For a moment, he couldn’t help but think that perhaps even a storyteller like Old Guo might have secrets.

This absurd world has far too many things worth investigating.

As Duan Yun rode his horse intending to catch Old Guo, who kept slandering him, to further examine him, Old Guo was nowhere to be found.

That guy, he sure could run fast.