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Chapter 94 - 93 Trouble! Old Demon Duan planted a Demon Seed in me! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 94: Chapter 93 Trouble! Old Demon Duan planted a Demon Seed in me! (Please Subscribe)

Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue were originally drinking tea in a teahouse in this alley.

They were pondering whether to have more people from the Qingqi Bureau join them in escorting, or to directly defy the orders and leave.

Lately, for some unknown reason, the authorities above have gone mad, even considering confronting Old Demon Duan.

Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue also understood the intentions of their superior; a woman seeking a promotion naturally needs to achieve some deeds.

Old Demon Duan has been the most prominent new demon recently, so using him as an achievement would naturally yield the best effect.

But what people fear most is the lack of self-awareness.

The ferocity of Old Demon Duan far exceeds imagination.

The battle at the graveyard terrified them.

Thus, the two women decided that if that old woman truly wished to establish her achievements, she should go forth herself; although they were righteous and kind-hearted, often contending and interacting with evil, this did not mean they would foolishly sacrifice themselves needlessly.

They couldn’t subdue Old Demon Duan.

Yes, they were the ones to be subdued.

At this moment, Leng Yimeng suddenly began to shiver slightly.

She had once spent a long time in Duan Yun’s old house in Lishui City, smelling Old Demon Duan’s personal belongings, and became extremely familiar with his scent.

And now, she smelled Old Demon Duan’s scent.

"Sister, he’s here," Leng Yimeng said with a pale face.

"Don’t panic, let’s leave first."

Leng Yixue tried to be calmer but not by much.

Leng Yimeng quickly stood up, trying to distance herself from that scent.

They walked quickly, but what frightened them was the scent persisted.

It was as if Old Demon Duan was nearby, coldly watching them, coldly tailing them.

The weather was a bit gloomy, and although this street in Wangchun City was the quietest with people coming and going, for a moment, Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue, two courage-filled Goddess Catchers, felt as if they were in the midst of utmost terror, like sinister ghosts.

Leng Yimeng stealthily looked back, scanning the surroundings, but still, there was no sign of Old Demon Duan.

Her sister Leng Yixue whispered, "Don’t look back, keep moving forward, go to Mo Tower."

Mo Tower is where the revered figures of Mo Sect are located, and Wangchun City is Mo Sect’s territory. The Mo Sect managed this city because they have a profound relationship with the court.

Not even Old Demon Duan would dare to target them near Mo Tower.

But they were still a distance away from Mo Tower, and yet, the scent lingered.

Leng Yimeng involuntarily grabbed her sister Leng Yixue, quickening their pace, but suddenly, at the corner of the street, a figure dashed in.

"To the officials, it’s been a long..."

"Ah!"

Before Duan Yun could finish speaking, Leng Yimeng’s scream abruptly rose, startling him.

At this moment, Leng Yimeng looked extremely sensitive, as if she might fly away at a touch, and the moment she saw Duan Yun’s handsome face, she immediately shielded her sister behind her, screaming, "Come at me if you want anything! Spare my sister! No matter how you deal with me, play with me, or lock me in a cellar and handle me—it’s all fine!"

For a moment, she blurted out her innermost feelings, both what should and shouldn’t be said.

Duan Yun: "..."

I merely greeted them.

Although there weren’t many people in this alley, Leng Yimeng’s shocking words immediately drew the attention of many bystanders.

This sisterly talk of cellar tortures and playfulness sounded rather thrilling.

At this moment, Leng Yixue stepped forward to protect Leng Yimeng, saying, "Spare my sister, come at me with anything you’ve got! You can do whatever you want with me, as long as you let my sister go."

Duan Yun: "..."

How bad do you think I am, to assume I would do such things to you?

"Officials, I was just saying hello," Duan Yun said with clear eyes.

The clearer his eyes were, the more on guard the two women became.

Because it was widely rumored in the Martial World that Old Demon Duan had a handsome face and a pair of clear eyes.

The clearer his eyes were, the closer was your doom.

Leng Yimeng suddenly remembered the storyteller’s "Old Demon’s Survival Method," which said that one must go along with what he says, treating him as a real Young Hero, to have a chance of survival.

Because Old Demon Duan had a strange fondness for playing the role of a young hero.

Reflecting on their past encounters, they realized it was indeed so; when they first met him, he was pretentiously playing a greenhorn adventurer.

It seemed his peculiar habit had grown more severe.

Leng Yimeng forced calm and said, "So it’s Young Hero Duan, long time no see."

Hearing the title "Young Hero," Duan Yun’s tone immediately became much more relaxed, saying, "It has been a long time, indeed. It’s really not easy to come across an acquaintance."

"In front is a teahouse, I invite the two officials to have tea."

Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue had no choice but to follow with trepidation.

In the teahouse, a steaming pot of Bamboo Green Tea served with a dish of crispy peanuts looked very appetizing.

Duan Yun poured tea for the sisters, who received it with sincere fear and trepidation.

At that moment, Duan Yun suddenly asked, "You didn’t just mistake me for Old Demon Duan, did you?"

Upon hearing this, the two sisters simultaneously tightened their legs, sealing them shut firmly.

"Why would we think that."

Leng Yixue said with forced composure.

Had she not controlled her arms with her True Qi, half of the tea in her cup would have probably spilled onto her face.

Duan Yun spoke seriously, "Actually, I understand your thoughts, but I have a favor to ask of you both."

With her eyes reddening, Leng Yimeng said, "I will obediently do whatever you ask of me, but as an agent of the Qingqi Bureau, there are some things against heaven and reason I will not do."

This was her bottom line as Goddess Catcher.

Even if she were captured and tortured by this Demon, raped and killed, she would never commit acts against heaven and reason.

Duan Yun: "..."

For a moment, he realized the world’s misunderstanding of him was so profound, even coming from a Goddess Catcher who was almost an acquaintance.

"I killed Peacock. The murders of the Thunder God and Mother Sect and the people from Red House are my doing, but they were all evildoers, one was even a bona fide old demon. I was enacting vigilante justice," Duan Yun explained.

Leng Yixue quickly responded, "Young Hero Duan is indeed a paragon of chivalry and heroism, which my sister and I admire. Let us toast you with tea in lieu of wine."

The two sisters hurriedly raised their cups to drink, their actions perfectly in sync, even the quiver of their bosoms as they put their cups down seemed identical.

Duan Yun noticed their apprehensions and guessed they did not believe him, but he still earnestly explained, "I killed the County Magistrate of Lishui, because I checked the accounts. He colluded with the Xuanxiong Gang, extorting protection money; I killed the followers of Thunder God and Mother Sect because while I was dining, a lunatic panicked after hearing thunder and suddenly tried to test his Cultivation Technique on my life; the fairy from Red House who you are pursuing, I was the real victim. At the Lu Mansion, it was the Red Building Women who first tortured and killed the Lu family members. I merely stepped in out of righteousness, it wasn’t about forcefully separating a pair of lovers at all."

"Think about it, could a Red Building Lady and a gentleman from the Lu family ever make a pair of lovebirds?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue fell silent.

If it was just one side of the story from Old Demon Duan, it seemed plausible, but...

"I know what you want to say. Regarding the matter of the ’fallen,’ it truly wasn’t my doing. I am friends with the Lingshui Twin Heroes. I only taught them swordsmanship, how could I possibly harm them? Mr. Lu was injured and I shared with him a stance technique to help recover, but I don’t know who’s trying to frame me by twisting facts," Duan Yun stated his case.

"It was Divine Doctor Xue from the Jiangzhong Sect who said that," Leng Yimeng said, trembling with fear.

"That old man speaks nothing but nonsense!" Duan Yun angrily said.

His anger scared the sisters, their hands instinctively finding each other’s under the table.

Indeed, if this matter was spoken by someone else, it might be doubtful, but Divine Doctor Xue’s words held too much credibility.

For so many years, everything that Divine Doctor Xue, the "Big Mouth," said turned out to be true, not once was there a falsehood.

To believe him or Old Demon Duan, the answer was obvious.

"I, Duan Yun, am upright and would never fear a crooked shadow. I must confront that Old Man Xue face to face. If Hua Wen and Hua Wu can be found, then even better. That’s why I am asking for both your assistance," Duan Yun said with heartfelt sincerity.

The sisters, however, suspected he might want to silence someone with a killing.

Summing up her courage, Leng Yimeng said, "We’ve looked for Hua Wen and Hua Wu with no leads; as for Divine Doctor Xue, we could give it a try."

"First, let me be your hostage, release my sister, and let her go search. During this period, no matter how you treat me, I will obey," she said.

Leng Yimeng, in her resolve to save her sister, was willing to fall into the claws of a demon!

Duan Yun showed an expression like that of an old grandfather at a subway station and said, "Beauty, can you not imagine things out of nowhere? Hostage, how did we get to talking about hostages? I am asking you two for a favor, to help me find someone, to help me achieve justice. Once this matter is settled, I shall repay you generously."

At the word "generously," Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue instinctively felt that it was something they couldn’t handle.

How could they accept the generosity of Old Demon Duan!

After finishing his words, Duan Yun departed.

Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue didn’t even have time to react.

"Do I really not need to be a hostage, to be locked in a cellar, to be tortured with those formidable fingers?" Leng Yimeng exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing that Duan Yun had indeed left, she momentarily felt an odd sense of loss.

She had been well-prepared!

How could I entertain such an absurd thought!

Oh no! Old Demon Duan has planted a demon seed within me!

After some time, Leng Yimeng confirmed that there was no odd sensation.

Meaning that Old Demon Duan hadn’t done anything to her, so her feeling of loss earlier was very strange.

It can’t be that I have awakened some peculiar fetish!

No, it must be Old Demon Duan influencing me secretly!

I, Leng Yimeng, am as pure as ice and as noble as jade, how could I have an odd fetish!

As Leng Yimeng was caught in her own doubts and fears, Duan Yun had taken the two human charms he won as spoils of war to the city’s "Great Forge."

The "Great Forge" was a shop.

The largest weapon shop in the city, without rivalry.

Behind the shop stood a massive forge over fifteen meters tall, imposing and oppressive in appearance.

If one wanted to buy any weapon or cast any weaponry, there was no doubt this was the best place.

Just like any other business in Wangchun City, apart from being expensive, there was nothing else to criticize.

Duan Yun planned to forge a sword from these spoils of war.

The ordinary iron sword, just like Lady Niu who had aged and lost her charm, could no longer keep up with his increasing skills.

He needed a new sword, to better become the Dual Master of Sword and Saber!