Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#227 - Fairy Ziyu, you are seriously ill!

After donating the gold, Duan Yun felt a sense of relief wash over him.

Killing, saving, and transforming ill-gotten gains into righteous wealth – he truly felt like a chivalrous hero.

Of course, he had no idea that the chest of gold he donated would alleviate the urgent crisis in the plague-stricken thirteen cities.

Sometimes, natural disasters are exacerbated by human actions. If there were fewer human-caused problems, overcoming natural disasters would be easier.

Unknowingly, Duan Yun's actions had begun to influence others and even certain forces, though he himself was unaware of it.

Naturally, this influence also made countless people hate him, such as the Qin Manor Lord and others who had lost money instead of profiting from the disaster.

Duan Yun had killed many and offended many, both openly and secretly.

This group of people, united in their hatred, all yearned for his failure and death.

Fortunately, he was a once-in-a-million genius in cultivation, and he remained undefeated since his debut.

"Nameless Young Hero."

Duan Yun muttered his new title, very satisfied.

The name sounded humble and low-key, with the air of a true master.

Now that he had done what he needed to do, Duan Yun urged the coachman to speed up, rushing him back to Jade Pearl Manor.

After several sunny days, winter's common overcast skies arrived.

People easily feel depressed in this kind of weather.

Duan Yun realized that he didn't like winter in any world.

Winter was always bleak, making it hard for the poor and lonelier for the lonely.

Fortunately, Duan Yun was returning to Jade Pearl Manor.

In the dead of winter, people are best suited to stay in warm homes; hence the saying 'winter hibernation'.

That afternoon, Duan Yun returned to Jade Pearl Manor.

Those who deserved to be exterminated were exterminated, the human skin mask was broken, the Murong brothers found their true loves, and he returned, still a young hero.

Looking at the familiar old gate and the patched-up walls, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth.

The gate was closed, so Duan Yun simply jumped over the wall.

"I'm back."

He wandered around casually, only to find the manor empty.

No, even Big White wasn't there.

Little Ying and Feng Ling'er must have gone out, even taking Big White with them, perhaps to listen to storytelling, perhaps to go fishing, or perhaps to act as heroes themselves, maybe just to join the fun.

That's just how the people of Jianghu are.

Especially those who like to join in on the fun, not practicing their kung fu properly, not eating properly, just loving to join in on the fun, bragging in groups, saying they know so-and-so, and how they worked with so-and-so to cut down someone back in the day. This is also why so many people die every year in Jianghu due to being onlookers.

Speaking of acting as heroes, Duan Yun couldn't help but think of Big White throwing punches.

Of the horse, donkey, and panda in this family, only the panda, Big White, had the potential to be a hero.

As for the two he brought back, they were truly hopeless.

Look, Little Gray had already happily run off to the backyard with the horse to graze.

Duan Yun didn't even return to his room, heading straight to his cellar.

This cellar was practically his palace, and he missed it terribly every time he was away for a while.

Upon arriving at the cellar, Duan Yun felt that even the air inside was sweet, and he couldn't help but lie down.

The floor of the cellar was hard, but he felt like he was lying on cotton.

Sigh, it would be even better if there were more people here.

At that moment, Duan Yun thought of the two busty goddess constables, Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue.

Yes, he had first renovated the cellar to imprison them.

Unfortunately, that plan never came to fruition.

Wait, how can a law-abiding young hero like me be thinking about imprisoning goddess constables, a crime that would make things even worse.

"It's all this damn book's fault!"

"Young people shouldn't read this kind of book."

With that, Duan Yun took out the book "The Goddess Constable's Fall" from his bosom, flipped through a couple of pages, and threw it aside.

The first half of this book could be called a masterpiece, but it was also getting boring.

After staying in his luxurious cellar for a while, Duan Yun returned to the surface.

He went to the kitchen.

Several pieces of cured meat hung from the kitchen beams, and judging by the color, they had been smoked.

These must have been dried by Feng Ling'er and Little Ying, and Duan Yun suddenly felt a craving.

With a sweep of his fingers, he cut off a piece of cured meat with a good balance of fat and lean, and started a fire to cook.

This meal was simple and unadorned, just cured meat with white rice.

The cured meat was placed on top of the rice, and the rice was steaming in the pot. Soon, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of cured meat.

Duan Yun couldn't wait any longer, so he imitated a move from a certain movie, using his true energy to stimulate the flames and make them burn more fiercely!

"If only I had learned a Flame Palm or something, I might even be able to fry an egg on my hand."

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Duan Yun had already lifted the lid of the pot.

Sure enough, under the stimulation of his true energy, the rice and cured meat were cooked ahead of time.

The oil from the cured meat mixed with the white rice, making it look very tempting, and there was even a thin layer of crispy rice crust at the bottom of the pot.

Duan Yun quickly sat down and devoured it.

A mouthful of rice, a piece of meat, and then a bite of crispy rice crust – it was incredibly delicious.

Having a good meal is always a very enjoyable thing.

After eating, Duan Yun felt warm all over and a little sleepy.

Drinking too much alcohol will make you drunk, but eating too much rice can also make you sleepy.

And one of the most enjoyable things in life is to take a nap when you're slightly drunk and feeling sleepy.

Only then did Duan Yun come to his room and lie down on the familiar bed.

After being away for so long, the room was still very clean, obviously someone had cleaned it.

Was it Little Ying or Feng Ling'er?

There was even a faint scent of rouge on the bed.

The scent of rouge used by Feng Ling'er and Little Ying was completely different, just like the difference in their chests.

But for a moment, he couldn't distinguish whose scent it was.

Sigh, I'll have to smell it more often in the future to be able to identify a woman by her scent.

What's that saying? You have to practice your skills.

He had already mastered identifying women by looking at their chests, you could say his eyes were rulers, but he was still lacking in this smelling aspect.

Lying on the bed, Duan Yun was very relaxed, feeling like he was lying on a cloud.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.

That was, the scent of rouge had not dissipated, and even felt like it was getting stronger.

If it was just the scent left behind by Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying when they cleaned the room, it wouldn't be like this.

The scent of rouge becoming stronger could only prove that there was someone nearby.

He could even imagine that it was because someone had sweated, which mixed with the rouge, that caused the scent of rouge to become stronger.

Where could someone hide nearby?

His room was simply furnished, with just a table, a stool, a bamboo cabinet, and a bed.

The only places to hide were the cabinet and under the bed.

And the cabinet was now open at an angle, with only a few of his clothes inside, and no sign of anyone.

Then the only place left was under the bed.

Who the hell was so depraved to hide under his bed?

It couldn't be the Murong brothers who had returned early, right?

Besides, the Murong brothers didn't have the habit of wearing rouge.

Thinking that there might be someone hiding under the bed, separated from him by just a bed board, this feeling wasn't actually that novel.

After all, the Murong brothers had stayed under his bed several times before in the Qiong Ling Sect.

Duan Yun pretended not to notice, his back muscles suddenly tensed, and in the instant he sat up and got out of bed, he had already flipped the bed over.

There was indeed someone lying under the bed.

A woman.

A woman with a very good figure.

She was wearing a black fitted outfit, which made her figure look even better because it was so tight.

At the moment their eyes met, both sides were stunned for a moment.

Duan Yun was stunned because he realized he had guessed wrong. The one lying under his bed was not Little Ying or Feng Ling'er, but a strange woman.

The girl was stunned because she didn't expect the bed to be flipped over and for herself to be discovered.

In the next instant, the woman had already made her move.

A silver chain flew out with a whoosh, quick and swift, and instantly wrapped around Duan Yun's arm.

This was a chain sword.

The chain sword could be considered a unique weapon in Jianghu. Unique meant rare, and usually also meant harder to master.

This kind of chain sword could be hard or soft. When soft, it could be like a whip, and when hard, it could be like a long sword, switching between offense and defense at will, which was very tricky.

This woman's sword was quick and swift, and just right. For example, the chain sword was currently wrapped around Duan Yun's left hand, like a venomous snake ready to strike.

From this, it could be seen that this woman was still a master.

The woman was very confident, confident that she could cripple Duan Yun's arm in an instant.

She said calmly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to find someone."

Duan Yun moved his right hand slightly, and she quickly said, "Don't move, I'll ask, you answer!"

"Who are you? Why are you here?" the woman asked, holding her sword.

Duan Yun blinked and said, "Miss, this is my room. You're lying under my bed, but you're asking me who I am and why I'm here. Isn't this a little unreasonable?"

The woman said, "Stop being glib. Don't think you can seduce me just because you're handsome! Let me tell you first, I have someone I like! No matter how much you blink and try to seduce me, I won't be moved!"

Duan Yun: ". . ."

Involuntarily, his fist had already clenched slightly.

The woman noticed this change and couldn't help but say, "Don't move. Are you clenching your fist because you want to hit me? I knew it. People like you get angry and want to hit people, even destroy them, when they know they can't get me."

Duan Yun couldn't help but retort, "Where the hell did this depraved woman come from?"

"Oh, you're even calling me a depraved woman. Men like you only know how to slander when they know they can't get me."

"But I forgive you. I really am just here to find someone."

The woman puffed out her full chest and looked at Duan Yun with an "already forgiven" look.

"Forgive me?"

Seeing how depraved the woman was, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a little interested and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for the Murong brothers. Where are they?" the woman asked.

"Sister-in-law?" Duan Yun asked in confusion.

"Don't try to be familiar with me. I'm just asking you where he is."

Duan Yun honestly said, "He met a girl on the road and said he had a connection with her, so he sent her to visit her relatives and didn't come back with me."

"A girl? You're lying!"

Hearing this, the woman suddenly became agitated.

"I know, you must have taken a fancy to me and are deliberately saying things to provoke my relationship with him so you can find a chance to get me," the woman said with a serious face.

Duan Yun: "I . . ."

"Don't deny it. You've been staring at me the whole time, especially at my chest, looking at it at least three times. It's obvious you're interested in me! But I've said it, I have someone I like. Although you're handsome, give up on that idea."

With that, the woman held her sword in one hand and covered her chest with the other.

"Shut up!"

Duan Yun felt dizzy and couldn't help but say.

"What's wrong? Did I expose you, so you're ashamed and angry?"

With a whoosh, before she could finish her words, the obedient chain sword had already been placed on her neck.

"I told you to shut up!"

In that instant, Duan Yun clamped the chain sword with two fingers as fast as lightning, and with a flick, her sword lay softly on the bed like a snake that had been hit in its vital spot.

The woman didn't expect this handsome man to be so skilled in kung fu and so fast.

Even the Murong brothers she favored were probably only a little faster than him.

Duan Yun finally shut this woman up and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Can we talk properly now?"

As a result, in the next instant, a string of tears slid down from the woman's eyes.

She was actually crying?

The young woman sobbed and said, "Even if you force me, even if you kill me, you won't get my heart. I only have him in my heart."

Duan Yun clenched his teeth and said, "I'll emphasize one more time, I'm not interested in you. Your brother, the Murong brothers, really are sending someone to visit relatives."

"See, you still say you're not interested in me, but you're trying to slander me and say he's my brother. You're planning this very well!"

"If we become siblings, I'll definitely be extremely sad, and then you can take advantage of the situation!"

Before the woman could finish her words, she was kicked out of the door by Duan Yun with one foot with a 'pa' sound.

"If you want to wait for your brother, be serious for me," Duan Yun muttered and complained.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "Are you called 'Ning Tian' and used to have a pen name 'Purple Jade Fairy'?"

The woman was lying on the ground, and her face suddenly turned red and said, "You're still pretending! Tell me, when did you start paying attention to me? You even found out this much."

Duan Yun's eyebrows suddenly rose, revealing a "doctor's benevolence" look and said, "It really is you!"

The girl suddenly shuddered and covered her chest and said, "What are you going to do?"

Duan Yun questioned, "What am I going to do?"

"Of course, I'm going to feed you cake! Tell me, did you write this book!"

Duan Yun grabbed the woman like a chicken, took out the half of the book "The Goddess Constable's Fall", and asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "I guess I wrote it."

"What do you mean you guess!"

Duan Yun shook her for a while.

At this time, the last rays of the setting sun had disappeared into the horizon.

As a result, at this time, the woman's eyes suddenly changed, staring at Duan Yun and saying, "Bitch."

Duan Yun: "???"

She was cursing again?

"Bitch! I knew this bitch couldn't be trusted! Saying she was wholeheartedly devoted to the Murong brothers, but hooking up with a young gigolo here," the woman said coldly.

When she spoke, her voice was still the same, but the tone and emotions were completely different, as if she had changed into another person.

"Why are you grabbing my collar? Trying to take off my clothes? Let me tell you now, that little slut might let you, but I certainly haven't agreed," the woman retorted sharply.

Duan Yun: "Are you crazy?"

The Murong brothers said their sisters were all sick, some seriously so, but this one seemed to have the most severe case.