Chapter 519: Chapter 304: Just a Young Hero’s Task
Thinking of the three words "Old Demon Duan," Old Man Wang trembled in his heart.
This demon who likes to play the young hero has committed crimes that are unspeakable, and his methods for dealing with people instill fear.
Fallen, urinary incontinence, crazy electricity...
Some terrifying words popped up in Old Man Wang’s head.
And he’s already...
Woo woo...
At his age, truly unlucky times, yet he must endure such great suffering.
Old Man Wang was momentarily in a daze.
He couldn’t help but think of the strange events happening in Qinghe City during this time. First, all the real men of the Iron Blood Sect turned into doctors who have menstrual periods overnight, and would occasionally forcibly arrest people to heal them with menstrual blood, said to be very effective and supposedly tasty. Second, the lackeys of the five major forces, the Grey Eagle Gang, monopolized the building business—making money and being overpowering—but then were annihilated overnight, with the absurd reason given that the perpetrator found their pricing unreasonable.
Such things are scary tales anywhere.
It could even be said to be eerie.
Extremely eerie.
Could all this be the work of Old Demon Duan?
On thinking, it’s quite possible.
This would completely explain everything.
It’s all the malice created by Old Demon Duan!
At that moment, Old Man Wang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Now, their Red Tower Mountain has been targeted by the terrifying Old Demon Duan, can they still survive?
If they can survive, what kind of transformation will they undergo?
Men with menstrual periods?
The shadow of fear completely enveloped Old Man Wang. Just now, Old Demon Duan had inflicted one on him, which was already the greatest pain of his life, and then going further...
Ah, I’m going to die!
Afraid even death wouldn’t be peaceful.
But Old Man Wang didn’t give up, because he vaguely remembered the storyteller mentioning "Old Demon’s survival guidance," which is that if the old demon likes playing a young hero, you should regard him as such to survive.
Now the young hero wants him not to reveal it, he mustn’t reveal it.
After the team rested for a while, they continued forward.
Old Man Wang tried hard to appear normal, but still a fellow Inner Sect disciple sensed something was off.
And that is, Master Wang seemed to have a better attitude towards this foolish Outer Sect disciple.
No, it seems not just better, there’s a constant illusion that the Outer Sect disciple has become Master Wang.
He thought it was impossible, thus deemed it an illusion.
Only Old Man Wang knew, this was no illusion, he became this way just because it’s the young hero’s task.
It was clear that Red Tower Mountain is heading deep into the mountains this time.
Arriving here, there were no signs of people around.
By this time, as wild grass grew lush, nearly half a person’s height, nearly everyone carried a wooden stick for driving away snakes.
Blood Life Smoke can drive away venomous insects and snakes, but inevitably some react slowly, if someone steps on a snake and gets bitten it’s not worth it.
Walking on the road, Duan Yun could already discern the differing abilities among these Inner Sect disciples.
Those skilled in martial arts walked with lighter steps and appeared somewhat relaxed.
Because these disciples believed even upon encountering venomous snakes, they could handle them easily.
Those lacking skills were cautious, wishing Outer Sect disciples would smoke Blood Life Smoke even more vigorously.
Suddenly, chaos broke out ahead.
An Outer Sect disciple smoking Blood Life Smoke failed to take a breath and collapsed to the ground.
"Hey, don’t pretend to be dead!"
"Get up and smoke for me!"
An Inner Sect disciple kicked the fallen Outer Sect disciple and yelled.
This smoke is life-threatening, pretending to be dead to stop smoking, does he want me to smoke?
After kicking repeatedly, there was still no response from him.
Without hesitation, the Inner Sect disciple drew a dagger to test with a stab.
After all, he’d encountered some pretending to be dead before, a stab could get them up.
People around didn’t react to this as strange at all.
With a click, the dagger went into the fallen Outer Sect disciple’s arm.
Yet the person still didn’t move.
Did something really happen?
Master Wang rushed over and asked, "What’s the matter?"
"He’s pretending to be dead!" The Inner Sect disciple cursed.
"Not moving even after a stab, can that be called pretending to be dead?" Master Wang retorted.
At this time, Duan Yun said, "Let me take a look."
"They’re about to die, you’re going to look at them?" The Inner Sect disciple scolded.
"I’m a doctor, I can cure ailments." Duan Yun reminded.
"You’re an Outer Sect disciple, who told you to..."
"Let him look!" Master Wang interrupted sternly.
This old demon, no, the young hero!
The young hero wants to treat someone, who dares defy?
Defying means opposing him, Wang Dihua!
To survive, Old Demon must be regarded as a great hero.
To muddle through, you must deceive yourself too!
Indeed, as the young hero’s informant, he has the obligation to sweep away all obstacles for the young hero.
Faced with Master Wang’s anger, the Inner Sect disciple dared not speak further.
After all, within Red Tower Mountain, clear hierarchy exists; although all belong to the Inner Sect, Master Wang’s seniority and strength are somewhat higher.
However, the few Inner Sect disciples found it strange.
Why was Master Wang so agreeable now?
Given his past temperament, would he care for an expendable’s life, or let an expendable treat?
Master Wang heartily struggled.
Just the task of the young hero!
Duan Yun quickly took the pulse of the fallen Outer Sect disciple.
He had conversed with this Outer Sect disciple before.
Duan Yun found him relatively normal among a bunch of lunatics, saying he joined Red Tower Mountain just to earn a living.
Previously, he was a dock laborer, but then a horde of martial artists came to snatch the work.
Those refining body martial artists were mad, able to carry tens of thousands of pounds of goods a day, he simply couldn’t compete, thus was forced into unemployment.