Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 375 - 244: Old Demon Duan with a Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart (Subscription Request)_2

Chapter 375: Chapter 244: Old Demon Duan with a Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart (Subscription Request)_2

Not to mention that she was no stronger than Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er, the energy she had just expended fending off the Heroic Fire Lotus had left her too drained to fight any longer.

After two exchanges, Ziyu was captured by Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er and forced to half-kneel on the ground like a prisoner, revealing her beautiful body curves.

They had long been fed up with this neurotic green tea woman, and this was a perfect opportunity to give her a good lesson and cure her of her act.

Seeing Ziyu captured, Duan Yun, moved by a Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart, said in a gentle voice, "Come here, you!"

As he spoke, he extended his right hand.

Instantly, a massive suction force emerged from the palm of his hand, swirling with the hot air.

When Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er both let go at the same time, Ziyu was sucked over uncontrollably.

Even Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er were somewhat shocked, having to plant their feet firmly on the ground to keep from being pulled in.

Old Demon Duan’s suction technique was terrifying!

Ziyu, seeing herself sucked in from a distance of three yards, panicked and couldn’t help but stab her sword into the ground.

Alas, her body only paused momentarily before she, along with her sword, was pulled over.

With a "pop", Ziyu, who had been separated from Duan Yun by the Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword and his Beiming Divine Skill, was once again united with Duan Yun.

Perfectly aligned.

Her struggles were not completely ineffective, such that the palm that should have been over her head ended up on her prominent chest.

"Ah!"

Ziyu’s embarrassed scream had barely sounded when it became muffled.

Because for Doctor Duan Yun, who had a grand compassionate heart, it didn’t matter where he absorbed from!

"Beiming Divine Skill!"

The palm’s vortex-like force burst forth over Ziyu’s body.

Yet Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying, seeing this, turned green and exclaimed, "Keep your hands to yourself!"

"Let her go!"

"People of the Martial World, care so much about these trivial formalities."

As Duan Yun spoke, he focused his palm force, and his hand smoothly transitioned like a wave from Ziyu’s chest to her head.

The moment his hand touched her crown, Ziyu’s eyes once again showed a change.

"Absorb me to death."

"I like it like this!" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"Yes, I like it."

Saying this, she struggled to grasp Duan Yun’s hand, urging him to press harder.

Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying were shocked.

"Why does she look so pleased?" Shen Ying asked in confusion.

"Some women are just twisted, liking to be tormented," replied Feng Ling’er.

"Is she that twisted?" Shen Ying responded.

As her words fell, Duan Yun and Ziyu were already shivering uncontrollably together.

No matter how many times they’d done it before, the trembling was still so intense and thrilling.

At that moment, Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying were again stunned.

This was because the number and duration of the tremors seemed excessively long.

Even Feng Ling’er, who had been misdiagnosed in the past, only experienced three or four tremors before it was over.

But now?

Thirty or forty?

If her three or four tremors were unbearably pleasant, then wasn’t this neurotic woman about to soar?

Ziyu’s body convulsed non-stop, and the voice of Green Jade begging Duan Yun to continue had vanished.

In the instant her eyes rolled back, Ziyu managed to stay lucid for a moment, her body twitching as she said, "Enough! I submit!"

"Please stop!"

"I’ll be obedient!"

"I want to be a Hero!"

"To be a Hero!"

"Truly!"

...

Duan Yun released his hands, and Ziyu’s body fell backwards, collapsing onto the ground.

She curled up, hugging her knees to her chest, lying there looking weak, helpless, and pitiable.

The once noisy cellar had returned to quietness, like the lingering sound of music after reaching its climax.

The barely audible sobbing noises began to rise gradually; it was Ziyu lying there, crying like a bullied child.

Whether it was younger sister Ziyu’s soft exterior with an iron resolve or older sister Green Jade’s pride and playfulness, both had been destroyed by Old Demon Duan.

And so they cried, their weeping filled with complaints and grievances.

Duan Yun stood there, feeling somewhat awkward.

The treatment had gone unusually well, yet somehow it had turned into something resembling him bullying a girl.

At this moment, not only Duan Yun, the chief culprit, but also Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying both felt a sense of guilt.

Unable to hold back, Shen Ying teased Duan Yun, "Why did you have to be so heavy-handed? If she’s hurt, I’d like to see how you explain it to the Murong brothers."

Upon hearing this, Ziyu cried even louder and felt even more wronged.

Because she knew that the Murong brothers were right there.

At this time, the Murong brothers and Ning Qing had already taken the chaos as an opportunity to sneak back into the cave, secretly watching everything unfold.

Within the cave, the Murong brothers lay there, eyes rimmed with red.

Why, no matter which sister was being treated, could he not help but feel distressed?

Is this what it means to have loved?

Then a hand tightly grasped his.

The Murong brother turned his head and looked at Ning Qing, who was holding his hand, and his eyes regained their resolve.

His sister was ill; it was a good thing that there was someone who could cure her!

Even if the doctor’s methods were a bit rough, it was all acceptable!

Amidst Ziyu’s crying, the Murong brothers, with tears in their eyes, continued to crawl further into the cave with Ning Qing.

They couldn’t reveal themselves yet.

However, Ziyu’s crying did not last long.

She quickly got up and straightened her messy clothes and hair.

Then, with a serious look on her face, she obediently told Duan Yun, "I said I would behave, and I will."

Feng Ling’er, who had been trying to comfort her, was taken aback.

With that one sentence, why does it feel like this guy has become even more peculiar?

Duan Yun, did you not eat, or did you not put in enough strength?

But thinking about how the two of them had just been trembling wildly together, it didn’t seem to be the case.

...

After Ziyu was treated, she indeed became much more obedient, at least she no longer ran to sleep in the cellar without reason.

Perhaps because the treatment process was too intense, she looked like she hadn’t recovered her spirits yet, her eyes always carrying a faint sadness, as if covered in a veil of mist, resembling a melancholic girl with something troubling her mind.

But she was indeed very obedient and didn’t even mention the Murong brothers and Ning Qing.

Or maybe, in her heart, the Murong brothers were already dead.

She could have left but didn’t. Instead, she stayed and even added some furniture, making it look like she planned to stay for a while.

When Feng Ling’er asked her the reason, she answered directly, "There are many interesting things here, quite suitable for writing a book."

Indeed, what place could be more exciting to collect story material than staying with Old Demon Duan and Green Blade Demon.

The process of her treatment alone, with her professional standards, could be exaggerated into dozens of pages with quite a few illustrations included.

Not to mention, they had now got on the wrong side of Mingyu Palace and were soon going to annihilate the family of the Huangshan Sword Sect.

Feng Ling’er was very interested in her writing and said, "Will the stories you write include me?"

Ziyu looked at her and said, "There will be your transformation, into a beautiful and touching female hero."

"Really?" Feng Ling’er looked forward with anticipation.

After Feng Ling’er left, Ziyu wrote, "Feng Ling’er, originally a man, yet fell under the spell of the demon to become a woman. Later, he intended to seek revenge with his female identity but unwittingly fell in love with him, sadly, a perverted man who could not obtain love, choosing to leap off the cliff to his death..."

"I, Ziyu, am certainly a dreamy and brave beautiful young genius..."

...

Subsequently, Duan Yun and the others were already making preparations to go to Gathering Talent Manor for a big event.

The Murong brothers and Ning Qing had been hiding underground, out of sight.

The Murong brothers were now planning to be the surprise troops at Gathering Talent Manor, but whether Ning Qing should stay or go became a problem.

He would certainly be busy at that time, and if Ning Qing encountered a problem then, it would be difficult for him to look after her.

Ning Qing saw his concern and said, "I’ll just hide here, out of sight, waiting for you to come back."

Indeed, when the Murong brothers shine at the Martial Arts Conference, even if Mingyu Palace has intentions, they’ll be focused on the Murong brothers at the event, not thinking she would be here.

It’s a very secure plan.

"It’s you who has to be careful. If you run into trouble later, definitely don’t try to be a hero; you must run."

"For me, you also have to run, you know?"

Ning Qing spoke tenderly.

Looking at Ning Qing like this, the Murong brothers said resolutely, "I will!"

Then Ziyu’s voice sounded— "You don’t have to worry about her because I will also be here."

Saying this, Ziyu and Duan Yun came in.

"You’ll also be here?" asked the Murong brother.

Ziyu stood obediently beside Duan Yun and said, "Yes, I want to write a book recently and will help protect her. But you can’t go back on the conditions you agreed to."

Duan Yun nodded and said, "Don’t worry."

What exactly did you agree to?

The Murong brother looked at the two of them, always feeling that after Ziyu was treated by Duan Yun, they had a secret.

A secret he did not know.

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