Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 399 - 254: Without Me, Young Hero Duan, the Martial World Would Be Everlasting Night! (Seeking Subscriptions)_3

Chapter 399: Chapter 254: Without Me, Young Hero Duan, the Martial World Would Be Everlasting Night! (Seeking Subscriptions)_3

The Murong brothers broke out in a sweat and hurriedly said, "But my injuries are not healed, I can’t recover properly without at least half a year of rest."

"Duan, big brother, please don’t be impulsive. Give me some face, and give Mingyu Palace a chance to turn over a new leaf. As long as they don’t come looking for trouble again, we’ll call it even."

"This time, if you get hurt again, Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying will definitely blame me. It’s good to rest for a while!"

Duan Yun looked at the Murong brothers, raised an eyebrow, and finally said, "Alright, if you’re not holding onto past grievances, what more can I say? You’re making me seem petty."

Upon hearing this, the Murong brothers heaved a long sigh of relief.

Although they had the victory over the Huangshan Sword Sect under their belt, the Murong brothers were truly not ready to immediately trouble Mingyu Palace, the myth of the Martial World.

...

Today, the peach tree in the courtyard sprouted a hint of tender green.

The weather was still cold, but everyone knew spring was not far away.

In the one or two months since their return, Yuzhu Villa had been peaceful.

Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying still loved to go fishing, Ziyu was busy writing, and the Murong brothers loved spending time with Ning Qing.

The Murong brothers and Ning Qing were most worried about a confrontation with Mingyu Palace, which never occurred.

It seemed they knew of the events at Gathering Talent Manor where they fought the Devil Seed, and indeed, Mingyu Palace had given the Jade Pearl Group of Heroes some respect.

As spring drew closer, Ning Qing was gradually getting used to living without the threat of being hunted.

One day, Duan Yun and his companions went to Small Spring Town to make some purchases.

The news of their fierce battle against the group of demons had already spread.

Thus, the reputation of the Jade Pearl Heroes, especially the Nameless Young Hero and the Green Saber Young Hero, was solidified.

In Small Spring Town, a storyteller with a concerned expression spoke, "Old Demon Duan and Green Blade Demon left behind a sea of blood at Gathering Talent Manor. Lady Zhao Ling faced disgrace before her tragic death, her tears scattered across the manor—it’s truly sorrowful!

One could say, the backbone of the Martial World in our Yun and Qing provinces has been broken by the Jade Pearl Four Demons. In this darkest hour of the Martial World, who can bring the light?"

"There are so many righteous sects in the Martial World; evil will never overcome the good. Even if Old Demon Duan is strong, it’s only temporary," someone replied.

Having heard this tale many times, Duan Yun and his companions knew immediately that this man was a plant for the storyteller.

Sure enough, the storyteller slapped his wooden block and said, "You, sir, speak wisely. Evil cannot overcome good, and the root of the major righteous sects in the Martial World is far deeper than imagined. Despite the downfall of the Huangshan Sword Sect after the battle at Gathering Talent Manor, there are still many sects with deeper foundations, standing tall and unshaken.

If you ask me, solely the Kongtong Sect is strong enough to take up the mantle and thoroughly deal with the likes of Old Demon Duan and Green Blade Demon."

"Yes, I think the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch position cannot remain vacant forever, and the Kongtong Sect likely has the intention to eliminate demons," the plant added.

"Fuck your mother!"

With a slap, right after the plant finished speaking, there was a loud smack, and he was sent flying from the force of an enormous hand.

The owner of the hand, with a fan-sized palm, was a man with a big beard, taking two steps at a time, approaching the stage with large strides.

The storyteller asked with panic, "Sir, what are you doing?"

In the next moment, there was a loud thud as the storyteller’s head was brutally smashed into the table, his face contorted.

"I’m from the Kongtong Sect. You son of a bitch trying to bring doom upon my sect, I’ll beat you to death!"

Saying this, Big Beard lifted the storyteller and punched him in the face.

So the storyteller’s face burst into an array of colors as if he’d been to a dye shop, blue, purple, red splashed everywhere.

Not until the storyteller was severely beaten, blood gushing and his tongue partially torn, did Big Beard stop. He shouted, "Everyone, please don’t listen to this bastard’s nonsense, his words sow discord.

The Kongtong Sect has always held the group of heroes led by the Nameless Giant Hero in high regard, and we’ve never intended to offend.

This kind of troublemaker who sows discord really deserves to die!"

Saying this, he kicked the storyteller once more.

Everyone knew Old Demon Duan was petty; if words like these reached his ears, wouldn’t the Kongtong Sect be inviting disaster?

Seeing the storyteller dealt with by the Kongtong Sect in this manner, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers felt unexpectedly good about it.

They exchanged glances, and Duan Yun concluded, "It seems the Kongtong Sect does have some sense of reason."

The Murong brothers nodded and said, "I agree."

Feeling good, Duan Yun thought that if more sects in the Martial World had such reasoning, the Martial World would certainly become a better place.

He believed that with efforts from those as just as himself, there would one day come a time when he would no longer need any disguise, and the entire Martial World would know he was a Hero, a real Hero!

And he would not be slandered as a Demon.

Yes, that day would come!

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