Chapter 572: Chapter 326: Goddess Catcher: Do We Need a Reason for His Ruthless Punishment?
The opponent’s hand technique is still a mess, like a child. Usually, he could easily break it using more than a dozen methods, but at this moment, it doesn’t work.
It’s because the opponent is too fast.
He used all his strength just to barely keep up, having no time to try other moves.
Duan Yun’s strikes fully exemplified the saying, "In Martial Arts, speed is the answer to everything."
What made Lin Mu suffer even more was that the opponent wasn’t just fast, but fierce!
In the mere ten breaths of time, they exchanged over a hundred strikes, and Lin Mu only felt his arms aching unbearably, his breath stifled, as if an old phlegm was stuck in his throat, nearly leaving him unable to breathe.
Suddenly, Lin Mu’s body halted and he shouted, "I want to be a hero!"
As soon as his voice fell, Duan Yun had already withdrawn his palm.
Victory had been decided!
Lin Mu stood there, his face bearing seven or eight handprints, making his seven apertures bleed and causing his already unhandsome features to completely deform, looking like an alien.
"I want to be a hero!" Lin Mu continued to shout with a mouth full of broken teeth.
Duan Yun shook his head and said, "You’re not going to be a hero looking like this."
With a slight point of his finger, Lin Mu collapsed stiffly.
Before dying, the mind filled with a fervent desire to be a hero cleared for a moment.
He then realized, this person was indeed someone he couldn’t provoke.
It was Duan, Old Demon Duan!
He couldn’t help recalling the words and the look of anticipation and fear on Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue’s faces.
So the rumors were true, they really might be Old Demon Duan’s Star Fury.
If it was Old Demon Duan, why didn’t you say earlier?
If he had known earlier, he would have thrown away everything and fled for his life.
Unfortunately, he was going to die.
Then he died.
No matter how intense the previous exchange of blows was, the surrounding was as quiet as the Sage’s detachment after the passion between spouses ends.
The gatekeeper, Old Chen, stood there, his mouth gaping wide in a dazed expression that drooled even after being cured.
Earlier, he feared the two "King Yan," but his fear towards the Second Sect Master was even deeper.
Yet now the facts told him that his degree of fear was misplaced.
Not only because the opponent was beaten to death with hand techniques by this "Golden Orange Martial" Divine Doctor, but also because of that shout, "I want to be a hero!"
Though Old Chen was usually quite easy-going, even typically avoiding the bustling crowd that Jianghu people love, he still guessed the identity of the Divine Doctor before him.
Compared to this foreign King Yan, the Second Sect Master was nothing.
It’s over, it’s Old Demon Duan.
His inner self told him he should flee, but his body wouldn’t listen.
Or rather, his body instinctively accepted its fate before he did.
Facing Old Demon Duan, does running make sense?
At this moment, Duan Yun turned around, looking at him with eyes filled with Extraordinary Wisdom.
Old Chen’s behind tightened instinctively.
"Old Chen, you’ve done well leading the way. I’ll give you a chance to atone," Duan Yun said.
Old Chen immediately knelt down with a thud, declaring with righteousness, "I will certainly seize the chance and not disappoint the Young Hero’s expectation."
Even though Old Chen doesn’t usually enjoy joining in the lively crowds, he understood the "Old Demon Survival Rules," showing a strong desire to survive that couldn’t be considered bad.
"Tell me, how many good people are in your sect?" Duan Yun asked.
Old Chen resolutely replied, "Not many."
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Good, then lead me to your most... Hmm?"
At that moment, Duan Yun suddenly glanced toward a spot within this reception hall.
The side hall of Red Tower Mountain was elegantly furnished, with a Jade Maiden Light Dance Screen in the center.
Now the screen had fallen, revealing a green bamboo curtain behind it, serving both as decoration and window curtain.
Under the curtain now, two round outlines could vaguely be seen.
Duan Yun walked in and said, "Leng Yimeng, Leng Yixue, why are you here too?"
As soon as he spoke, it was clear that the two round outlines stiffened, as behind it were indeed Leng Yixue and Leng Yimeng’s behinds.
Sister Leng Yimeng poked her head out from behind the curtain, awkward and fearful, "You could even recognize us this way?"
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Of course."
"Have your eyes practiced enough to see through the curtain?" Leng Yimeng asked, puzzled.
Duan Yun shook his head, saying, "Definitely not, but you both are special."
At this moment, Leng Yixue also stepped out from behind, shyly like an unseen bride.
After hearing Duan Yun’s words, the two women immediately realized.
This Old Demon recognized them through the shape of their behinds.
"He remembers even their behinds clearly, yet says I don’t dwell in his heart!" The sisters thought to themselves.
Seeing the two originally heroic and valiant Goddess Catchers now embarrassed and ladylike, Old Chen was somewhat dumbfounded.
Can being an Old Demon really let you do as you please?
Just in one face-off, he had them changed like this?
Duan Yun suddenly remembered he had business to attend to and said, "You two wait here, I’ll be back after finishing some work, then we can reminisce."
With that, he snapped his fingers at Old Chen, indicating him to lead the way.
Duan Yun asked them to wait, and the two sisters remained standing there waiting.
As Leng Yimeng stood at the door looking out, there was even a feeling of waiting for her husband to return from work.
"Sister, what do you think he’s going to do?"
"What else can he do?" Leng Yixue replied.
"I didn’t expect Xu Hongling to ask the two of us to investigate, yet we would witness her sect’s doom."
Leng Yixue shook her head and said, "Not exactly doomed, at least Xu Hongling, the sect master, still has a few disciples outside, but the Yuxi Sect and Red Tower Mountain are probably finished."
Now that the two sisters were here, they naturally understood the Yuxi Sect had overnight occupied the Red Tower Mountain’s residence.
It can be said that both sects, two rivaling tobacco bigwigs, have been long-established sects for a hundred years, grown by many generations of Jianghu folks smoking their tobacco.
Both had placed heavy bets on Qinghe City, intending to earn heaps of Silver while searching for the Martial God Treasure Vault, yet both sect leaders aren’t here, resulting in disaster.
Indeed, when the sect leaders returned to Qing City, they would feel the sky had fallen.
Because although they were still there, the sect was pretty much over.
Leng Yixue and Leng Yimeng didn’t believe a miracle would occur either.
For Duan Yun, wiping out a sect was a professional matter, even the Huangshan Sword Sect, which once possessed two Dragon Essence, had become yesterday’s flower, let alone the Yuxi Sect with no leader to oversee it.
At this point, Leng Yimeng suddenly remembered a very serious question and said, "Sister, is he letting us wait here to later take care of us?"
"Huh?" Leng Yixue couldn’t grasp it for a moment, confused.
"You know, many lustful demons in the Martial World often enjoy their favorite prey last. Duan, Duan Yun surely covets us for long. Might he take the opportunity to say we are colluding with Yuxi Sect and fiercely punish us?
Moreover, men are often very excited after killing someone, making it harder to control themselves."
Leng Yimeng explained.
Leng Yixue paused for a moment before saying, "How can that be? I find his attitude quite good, seeming to trust us and consider us friends."
Leng Yimeng shook her head and said, "Do you think he might’ve known we were here long ago, even aware of us tracking him..."
Upon discussing this, Leng Yixue couldn’t help but feel a chill running down her spine.
Indeed, perhaps Duan Yun recognized them from behind the curtain, indicating he already knew they were there.
Them tracking him was likely discovered, then he followed them.
Thinking that Duan Yun might have tracked them, both women felt even more frightened and stimulated.
Sister Leng Yimeng dared to think further, saying, "He might be wanting to find a chance to harshly punish us, while this Yuxi Sect’s eradication is a handy affair."
Leng Yixue exclaimed in surprise, "But we haven’t done anything, just came to help investigate, not revealing him."
Leng Yimeng’s gaze was firm, "Sister, does a Demon need a reason to get the woman he yearns for?"
"No need? I think he’s still special, that kind of special." Leng Yixue pondered.
At this moment, Leng Yimeng seemingly hadn’t heard her sister’s words, covering her prominent chest, looking sorrowful, "Think of me, Leng Yimeng, living a dignified life, pure as a jade, cannot escape the misfortune and must be severely punished like predecessors by the demon!"