Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1122 - 581: Waiting for Someone—Does It Matter? Does It Not Matter?

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The Divine General within the corpse mountain is about to awaken, set to pull the martial arts world into a war of blood and fire.

This is the conclusion of the events narrated by Ming Yue.

Does this also indicate that Ming Yue's previous intuition was correct, that a change occurred within this umbilical cord, forcing her to progress further?

Ming Yue's gaze is now cold and detached, she says, "Having gone through so much this time, it could be considered as reaching this stage by a twist of fate."

Her voice, though elegant and pleasant, at this moment, held no emotion for Duan Yun and Ming Xing.

Her entire being also became more aloof, like snow on a high mountain, or rather, she seemed less human, more like a deity untouched by a trace of earthly smoke.

What surprised Duan Yun was her injuries; in this great battle, both he and Ming Yue suffered considerable injuries, both internal and external.

He was able to endure until now, seemingly unscathed, thanks to his continual use of lightning to heal his injuries, which is one of the main reasons he was able to repeatedly defeat formidable foes.

He could not only sustain injuries but also heal them; others could not treat the same severity of injuries and would succumb, making him a paradigm of dual mastery in medicine and martial arts.

Yet at this moment, Ming Yue's injuries seemed to have vanished.

The previously twisted wound now appeared smooth as a mirror, leaving only a shallow mark, akin to a light scar etched across jade.

From Duan Yun's perspective as a professional gynecologist, her injury had recovered remarkably in such a short period, far faster than his healing speed.

In other words, Ming Yue's strength has ascended another level; this terrifying speed of self-healing, could it be the legendary "Ming Yue without Regret"?

However, beneath the surface, Duan Yun also sensed that mastering the Mingyu Skills came at a price.

Because he could clearly feel that Ming Yue had become even more indifferent than before, devoid of any trace of emotion.

Perhaps, the price is the loss of emotion?

Ming Xing also sensed this, as her gaze held both concern and a hint of subtle fear toward her sister Ming Yue.

Because she felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

Completely different from the prior kind of unfamiliarity when her sister Ming Yue lost control.

Perhaps the highest realm of Mingyu Skills is indeed her sister's saying—"Humans have limits, she will no longer be human, but god."

Duan Yun quickly went downstairs to rest.

He needed to find a place to heal properly, as the injuries this time were severe.

It must be said, this was indeed the most perilous situation he had ever faced.

If not for the timely connection of Beiming Divine Skill between him and Ming Yue, allowing them to gradually regain their sanity, he really wasn't sure if he would ever awaken, leading to complete loss of control.

One can only say, this ominous Red Hair is indeed a very dangerous existence.

After Duan Yun left, only Ming Xing and Ming Yue, the two sisters, remained in the pavilion.

Ming Xing looked at her sister, hesitating to speak.

Ming Yue directly spoke, "Speak your mind."

Ming Xing hesitated slightly before saying, "That, he helped you expel the poison..."

"I will use my inner strength to expel that thing myself, there's no need for you to remind me."

"And besides, don't bother with these trivial matters, surely you won't truly get married?"

Ming Xing shook her head.

After speaking, Ming Yue walked away, still appearing as perfect and flawless as before, as if her previous loss of control, decay, and severe injuries were all just a mere illusion.

...

At night, Duan Yun lay in bed, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"This debt of gratitude is paid off now, right."

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He originally thought teaming up with Ming Xing, this debt of gratitude would be easy to repay.

Who would have thought this time the opponent would be Ming Xing's sister, it could be said to be extremely tricky, he even briefly found himself in a situation of complete loss of control.

At this point, Duan Yun couldn't help but tugged at his clothes, revealing a small patch of red marks on his abdomen.

These red marks, upon examination, resembled a crane feather shape, emanating a foreboding red hue.

This was the red hair form when the red hair enveloped his body, but unlike before, in the past he could use extraordinary wisdom to completely erase the red hair, but now, this red pattern would not disappear.

He rubbed it with his hand, but it felt no different, his skin remained smooth, it was like it was hidden beneath the skin.

In a haze, Duan Yun recalled the details before he lost control.

At that time, his entire body should have been covered in red hair, even his face.

Knowing he always maintained his handsome young hero image, he always controlled the red hair to spread only outside his face, but in that moment, he couldn't control its distribution.

Duan Yun thought for a long while, ultimately concluding—"Extraordinary Wisdom is still not strong enough, dragging me down."

"Honestly, from my debut until now, it's truly all relying on my own efforts."

"Extraordinary Wisdom, can't you work a little harder!"

In any case, Duan Yun mumbled to himself for a while, and then fell asleep.

He didn't notice, there was someone standing outside his room all along.

Perhaps it was because he was too exhausted, his spirits being already relaxed, or perhaps it was because Ming Xing's light body skills were too advanced, he truly didn't detect Ming Xing outside.

If he knew, he would certainly be more restrained in front of his "fake wife", otherwise who on earth would mutter about extraordinary wisdom to oneself, others would surely take him for a lunatic.

In reality, Ming Xing didn't see him as a lunatic, on the contrary, after hearing him mutter and then hearing his gentle snoring as he fell asleep, she found Duan Yun somewhat endearing.

Frankly, the reason Ming Xing was here.

Is because she couldn't sleep.

Despite the major events settling, which should have been her time to relax and rest the most, yet she didn't want to sleep.

Her heart wanted to come see Duan Yun, wanting to talk to him, so she appeared here.

She didn't know why either.

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