Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 49 Fragrance of Blood Blossoms

Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Fragrance of Blood Blossoms

Watching Murong become a "living dead" again, aside from turning him into a woman, it seems extremely difficult to alter this condition, Duan Yun couldn’t help feeling a bit frustrated.

Because he knew there wasn’t much hope.

Duan Yun was considering whether surgery could resolve this issue.

The result was daunting, more difficult than creating his own cultivation technique. The creation of female organs by hand would be harder than making a nuclear bomb.

Thinking that his good intentions had backfired, Duan Yun felt irritated these past couple of days and could only vent by working on the "Elbow Sword."

On the evening of the third day, he stood in the backyard and threw an elbow at an old tree.

The power of his elbow unleashed the Sword Qi, tearing through the air.

With a loud bang, the Sword Qi punched a hole in the trunk; splinters flew everywhere, a testament to the mastery of his Elbow Sword. But Duan Yun felt a dampness at his elbow.

He looked down and got a shock.

He was bleeding.

Clearly, it was from exerting too much force just now.

The newly found meridian pathway was ultimately not the result of careful refinement; one must progress incrementally. There’s no way to be so rough on the first attempt, without regard for whether the pathway could handle the strain.

He could only blame his preoccupation for venting his emotions.

Duan Yun quickly attended to his wound.

This could be said to be the most severe injury he had sustained since he had achieved mastery in swordsmanship, even worse than the time he clashed with the elder from the Red House.

Looking at his blood-stained elbow, Duan Yun decided to take a break.

Feeling rather depressed, he thought about dispensing some vigilante justice, maybe killing a few from the Thunder God and Mother Sect to lift his spirits.

If they were still in the vicinity.

His Elbow Sword technique’s power wasn’t fully controlled yet, but his Toe Sword was perfected. When the time came, he could simply remove his shoes and strike at those from the Thunder God and Mother Sect with his toes—one for each person—considering it an act of eradicating evil on behalf of the people.

These maniacs who go crazy and kill at the sound of thunder deserved to be wiped out.

At that moment, a loud rumble echoed; Duan Yun looked up.

Thunder.

Judging by the sky’s hue, it was clearly about to rain, so he went to gather the clothes.

As he walked through the cloister, Duan Yun suddenly smelled a floral scent.

It was like a mixture of plum blossom and jasmine.

There were plum trees in the villa, and he didn’t know if there were wild jasmine flowers, but logically, it was not the season for plum blossoms and jasmine to bloom.

Duan Yun strongly suspected that Murong was sneaking drinks.

During a previous conversation, Murong had mentioned that he had once brewed Plum Blossom Brew but couldn’t remember where he buried it. He was too lazy to look for it and said if Duan Yun was interested, he could find it and share it.

Duan Yun had been busy with cultivation recently and hadn’t bothered with this.

If there were still any living interests left in Murong, it would only be drinking.

Did the guy remember where it was and then decide to hoard it for himself?

Duan Yun also enjoyed drinking and couldn’t help but quicken his pace to Murong’s room to share a drink.

Since he started out in the Martial World, he must have drunk at least a hundred and eighty kilograms of liquor but had never tried Plum Blossom Brew.

Murong was still lying underneath the table, his body hidden by straw matting, like a corpse.

But the floral scent was still detectable.

The sneaky fellow, drinking flowery booze behind my back.

Duan Yun approached, and was startled.

Beneath the table, Murong was still lying there, but not in peace.

Several flower branches had been inserted into various acupoints on his body, as if using his flesh and blood as soil, from which blood freely flowed.

The flowers on the branches were in full bloom, emitting waves of fragrance, which at this moment seemed exceedingly eerie.

Seeing Duan Yun, Murong couldn’t help but squeeze out in a strained voice: "Quick... go!"

"Ha ha ha... Where do you think you’re going?"

Outside the house, suddenly a woman’s voice sounded.

By this time, the scent of flowers was even more intense, and the entire room was filled with a terrifying, deadly aura.

Murong spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and said with difficulty, "Ling’er, I have no regrets even if you want to kill me. But he is just an ordinary person staying temporarily, unrelated to both you and me."

"Ha ha ha ha... An unrelated ordinary person, yet living with you in this ghost-like Mountain Villa?"

"Murong, how bitterly I’ve searched for you! Since you’ve rejected me, I am going to destroy everything in front of you, including your little friend!"

The woman’s voice carried a hint of madness.

With a swoosh, a section of a flower branch penetrated the wall and hurtled toward Duan Yun.

Duan Yun felt his skin crawl and quickly sidestepped to dodge.

The slender flower branch grazed past his body, buzzing nonstop.

Duan Yun had just realized that it was not a flower branch, but a sword that greatly resembled one, when the "flower branch" suddenly went limp like a poisonous snake and coiled towards him.

This was not just a sword, but also a Chain Sword wrapped with True Qi capable of flaying flesh and scraping bone!

Without his iron sword by his side, Duan Yun immediately employed Jade Sword Finger, aiming at a specific point on the flower branch.

With a clang, the flower branch, which coiled like a venomous snake, faltered but still could not be stopped from twisting toward him.

Duan Yun took advantage of the rebounding force to quickly sweep backward, with Jade Sword True Qi overflowing from his body, and with a bang, he broke through the wall into the adjacent room.

The flower branch-like Chain Sword followed relentlessly, with no intention of stopping, and Duan Yun rolled on the spot.

At this moment, a pink silhouette flickered through the holes in the destroyed wall and pursued into the other room.

"No, don’t!"

Murong struggled to sit up with large beads of sweat dotting his forehead.

He knew too well how terrifying she could be, and if not stopped in time, Duan Yun might soon lose his life.

But his True Qi was locked up, and combined with long periods without food, he lacked the strength to break free.

From his position, Murong could not clearly see what was happening in the next room.

Could it be that Mr. Duan will die because of my troubles?

He came here seeking death, not wishing to implicate anyone.

Moreover, he and Duan Yun had gotten along well and considered each other friends.

Duan Yun rolled into the adjacent room, where the flower branch-like sword was deadly persistent in its attack.

But Duan Yun did not rely on luck when he had killed the Xuanxiong Gang, the Thunder God and Mother Sect fanatics, and the Evil Woman of Red House on his journey.

He felt goosebumps on his neck in an instant, and as he dodged forward, he suddenly turned around in a rifle pointing motion and thrust back with Jade Sword Finger, shooting out a stream of Sword Qi.

The Jade Sword Finger is known for its instant response and swift thrusts.

The assailant seemed to sense the extraordinary strength of this Sword Qi, and the Flower Branch Chain Sword dipped down, colliding with the Jade Sword Finger Sword Energy.

With a clang, sparks flew, and petals scattered.

Duan Yun caught his breath, cursed quietly, "To hell with you!" and with his Jade Sword Finger striking out with his left hand, he unleashed a Toe Sword without even having time to remove his shoes.

The woman, caught by the simultaneous upper and lower attacks, revealed a look of surprise.

However, despite being startled, she was not thrown into disarray; rotating the Chain Sword in her right hand.

The Chain Sword instantly transformed into a spinning ribbon, shielding her impermeably.

Two clangs later, the Chain Sword deflected the Jade Sword Sword Qi.

The woman fought viciously as the Chain Sword shook to strike again, but at that moment, her pupils shrank sharply, and she put all her strength into maintaining a defensive stance.

This was because a vision of a Snow-Robed Sword Immortal Dharma had appeared in the dimly lit room.

Following the Dharma Image were over a dozen silver-white Sword Qis!

Duan Yun, with a grim expression, controlled the White Silk Jade Sword Dharma to shoot out multiple streams of Jade Sword Energy, while lifting his foot for another sweeping strike!

Take that, you sneaky attacker!