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Chapter 353 - 236: The Evolution of Young Hero! Young Hero Aims for the Ultimate Insult to Teeth! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 353: Chapter 236: The Evolution of Young Hero! Young Hero Aims for the Ultimate Insult to Teeth! (Please Subscribe)

The bodies of Huangshan Six Swords lay in a row, orderly and neat.

Duan Yun looked at the six Huangshan Golden Swords in his hands, and noticed that Chen Ying, as the true daughter of the Huangshan Sword Sect, made these six swords inferior in color and texture to his own.

It seems the couple from the Huangshan Sword Sect had played favorites, only sending six to meet their demise, without sending any good swords with them.

Duan Yun began to strip off the skirts of Liu Qingyu and others, upon which Shen Ying commented, "Even stripping the dead of their skirts, must you be so skinflint?"

Duan Yun confidently retorted, "I took pains to eliminate a Demon, and the fabric of these skirts is not bad; do you want them?"

Saying so, he looked at the three women present.

All three women shook their heads.

They had no interest in the clothing of the dead, especially since they were skirts of fallen women soaked with urine; even less appealing.

The most shocked was Ziyu, because it was only now that she gradually realized that Duan Yun might be Old Demon Duan.

She loved to write rather than to listen, yet because of Duan Yun’s past year and more, she had occasionally heard of this Demon’s deeds.

If the handsome Duan Yun before her was Old Demon Duan, could the Murong brothers be the legendary Green Blade Demon?

In no time, the image of the heroic Murong brothers in her heart became blurred, slowly morphing into that of a monstrous deviant wielding a green saber.

The skirt wouldn’t be appropriate for her to wear either, and with a turn of his Extraordinary Wisdom, Duan Yun said, "Big White, after I strip these skirts, I’ll make you a Hero cloak."

Big White, upon hearing this, immediately nodded, rolling around on the ground in happiness, kicking up dust.

Duan Yun was skillful with his hands, with Body-breaking Sword Silk flying out, threading a needle as he quickly stitched the flashy battle skirts of these five female bodies into a colorful cape right before their eyes.

Majestic!

Big White wrapped it around himself, emitting a "Woof!" and started practicing boxing moves, punch after punch with vigor, the cape fluttering with the motion, almost making Ziyu’s jaw drop to the ground.

She had always felt that there wasn’t a normal person in this Mountain Villa, and now it seems she had underestimated the Villa’s demonic nature; even the pandas here were anything but normal.

At this moment, Duan Yun waved his hand and said, "Come here."

Previously, on the hillside, a group of musicians were joyously playing their music, who would have thought that these six imposing swords would be defeated amidst their upbeat music.

Defeated quickly, dead before even receiving their final payment, leaving the musicians feeling quite embarrassed.

Even more embarrassed were these musicians, appearing gentle and scholarly, yet in truth, they were blocked by this young, violent, ruthless Demon.

The musicians lined up neatly, legs tightly together, looking well-trained and obedient.

Hearing this Demon speak, they couldn’t help but shiver with cold, quickly jogging over and waiting for orders.

Yes, they played music with abandon, as if their lives depended on it, but once the music stopped and their clever heads had enough air, they suddenly knew to be afraid.

"They are dead. When you bury people, you do it how it should be done, play what you need to play; I, Young Hero, cannot bear to see them exposed in the wilderness," Duan Yun stated.

The lead musician was suddenly moved by these words.

Handling funerals was their speciality, so with a wave of their hand, the bodies of five women and one man were carried off.

"Oh la mi la suo mi shan si."

"Ah mi tuo tuo ning xin qing."

...

Four gong players tied the bodies together, carrying them on bamboo poles, beating their gongs and chanting.

The leading musician played the suona, leading the procession up the mountain.

Duan Yun and the others followed behind enjoying the spectacle.

Ultimately, they had come to see this lively event for the dead.

Why they were watching this commotion, even Ziyu wasn’t quite sure.

But she followed unconsciously, watching intently, as if influenced by them.

Not until the Huangshan Six Swords were buried, and the musicians sang and played and danced for a good while by the mound of earth, did the lead musician come over with a respectful face and said, "Young, Young Hero, everything is in order, are there any further arrangements?"

Having had their fill of the lively scene, Duan Yun allowed them to leave.

Young Hero Duan even settled their wages for them.

After all, Duan Yun had confirmed that they truly were a group specializing in funeral services, somewhat famous in the Wangchun City area.

This time was purely taking on a private job for the Huangshan Sword Sect.

"Stripping the Huangshan Heroine naked, forcibly tying and binding to the point of leaving marks, and then having musicians sing and dance, disturbing the noble spirits’ peace. Old Demon Duan truly doesn’t even spare the beautiful bodies of the Huangshan heroines—it is pure insult!

Old Demon Duan’s crimes are heinous!"

The Bloodthirsty Storyteller recorded with tears.

Duan Yun and the others watched the spectacle of the dead with satisfaction.

To be honest, so many bodies had been buried in the graveyard, but never had there been such a lively ritual service as today, filling a void.

For a moment, the entire graveyard was infused with a festive atmosphere.

...

At the Huangshan Sword Sect, a disciple knelt to the ground, crying, "Lady, the Huangshan Six Swords brothers and sisters have tragically perished at the hands of Old Demon Duan! Before their deaths, they were played with by the Demon, their skirts soiled with urine; after death, their bodies were stripped and bound, suffering utmost humiliation!"

"Our generation of sword heroes from the Huangshan Six Swords met such a tragic end!"

"Lady, you must take revenge for them!"

Atop the main seat, the Sect Leader’s Wife Zhao Ling listened to these words, swaying her dragon feet wrapped in light gauze, her face showing no change in expression.

No, there was even a hint of a playful flavor, as if those who died weren’t her most prized disciples, and the ones insulted weren’t the Huangshan Sword Sect.

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