Chapter 468: Chapter 282: The Light of the Young Hero Shines on the Great Path! (Please Subscribe)_2
The City Lord couldn’t possibly be dead!
However, not long after this "rumor" started circulating, a corpse suddenly appeared at the city gates.
The body was hung at the city gate, hair disheveled and pants split open, clearly not in a clean state.
Yet, someone still recognized that it was indeed the City Lord Chen Bukai.
The City Lord is truly dead!
"Ah! Our ’father’ is indeed dead!"
Some citizens, who had always taken pride in the City Lord, wailed and beat their chests in despair.
But they immediately clammed up, their faces showing a panicky fear.
Because this might attract the killer of the City Lord.
The "Nameless Young Hero" from the rumors.
With the death of the City Lord, those who grieved were in the minority. These few either were wine merchants who profited from the City Lord’s favors, or they were truly brainwashed, their chests puffing up with pride at the thought of the City Lord’s might and tyranny.
Most of these people were local ruffians who enjoyed brawling.
Surely, there weren’t many happy citizens either. Years of rules had accustomed them to the fact that leaves falling by their doors could lead to rape and murder.
Most of the citizens were confused.
"The City Lord is dead, do we still sweep the leaves?"
"Sweep, do you dare not to?"
"But the City Lord was killed by that young hero, wouldn’t we anger the young hero if we sweep?"
...
In no time, the terrifying reputation of the Nameless Young Hero loomed over Wuye City.
And one person wept.
Wept his heart out!
Fan Gao lay on the ground, crying like an 800-pound child.
He didn’t hold any hope for Duan Yun and his party.
Because in his heart, Jade Guanyin was an unbeatable demon.
A god!
And because Duan Yun got lost on his way and had spent a whole head-seven [a traditional Chinese mourning ritual] on Yellow Jade Island, exterminating ruthlessly, a considerable amount of time was delayed.
Therefore, Fan Gao thought that Duan Yun was finished.
Perhaps he had been violated by Jade Guanyin dozens of times, forced into hundreds of positions.
So he chose to lie flat.
Because he knew that choosing the wrong side meant death.
It wouldn’t take long for Jade Guanyin to send someone to clean him up.
He hasn’t come for so long, maybe because he’s just a small fry, not worth their attention.
Maybe this could save his life.
What then?
Continue to live like a worm?
Fan Gao was in agony.
If he hadn’t met Duan Yun, he wouldn’t have been in such pain because he had resigned himself to being an abandoned worm.
But Duan Yun came, told him about justice, and urged him to be a Demon Slayer, to challenge the invincible Jade Guanyin.
Honestly, recalling now, Fan Gao still sees Duan Yun as a shining figure.
That light seemed to tear through endless darkness, bringing a sliver of hope to his abysmally miserable life.
Hope that dazzled so much that he couldn’t stop thinking about it.
What a pity, it was but a foolish and vain fantasy after all.
How could there be any justice in this world? How could Jade Guanyin possibly be defeated?
Just as he was disheartened, wanting to forget that ray of light like a worm, the City Lord Mansion suddenly burst into flames.
The City Lord Mansion was on fire, the City Lord was killed, and the murderer was a hero known as the "Nameless Young Hero"!
Each piece of news struck him like a thunderclap.
Young Hero Duan was still alive!
Duan Yun wasn’t dead, whether Jade Guanyin was taken care of or not, he didn’t know, but the City Lord, a pawn of Jade Guanyin, was done for, hanging there at the city gate.
And so he cried.
Cried unrestrainedly.
"Have you finished crying? Once you’re done, it’s time to hit the road, seeking justice. We have a journey ahead."
Fan Gao suddenly sat up and then saw that ray of light.
Duan Yun stood there, saying contently.
"Young Hero Duan, you’re really okay?"
"Where’s Jade Guanyin?"
"Of course, dead."
"Huh?"
"Are you doubting my credibility, Young Hero?"
"Right, do you have a list of villains around here? I’m in a hurry and need to expedite things."
"Huh?"
...
Duan Yun left Wuye City, only taking half a cart of gold and silver jewelry looted from Yellow Jade Island, along with half a cart of local specialty grapes and fine wines.
After all, if he didn’t bring back some local specialties, the Murong brothers would probably nag non-stop.
He came with one carriage, but returned with three; came with a bit of agitation, but returned utterly relaxed and comfortable.
Those who needed saving were saved, and those who deserved death were dealt with; his burden felt lighter.
However, Duan Yun was somewhat puzzled. After reviewing the criminal profile of Jade Guanyin, he only knew that she had given birth to children but had no idea how many.
Could it be that some of those seven disciples are daughters of Jade Guanyin?
What if Jade Guanyin had sons?
Surely not...
While Duan Yun was pondering these things, in the depths beneath the bed of yellow jade at the gathering place on Yellow Jade Island, several shadows flickered within the jade.
If you looked closely, you would see that these shadows resembled children.
They huddled within the soft jade, much like fetuses in amniotic fluid.
Their bodies were wrapped in red threads, hanging in a row like gourds strung on a vine.
Suddenly, the largest "gourd" began to shake violently and screamed in the yellow jade, "Mommy!"
...
In Mo Tower at the bottom layer of Wangchun City,
A pool of medicine emitting a greenish hue contained numerous round objects.
These objects are common; every man has them, but they are not often seen.
They are men’s testicles.
Densely packed, there were more than a hundred of them soaking in the medicine pool.
A man in a black robe undressed, revealing his yellow skin.
He stood there and said to the person next to him, "It’s about time, let’s begin."
"Brother Li, will this really work?" The person dressed in white voiced some difficulty.
"Just do as you’re told; it’s not like we’re using your body. A man’s genital is essentially the strongest muscle in the body, able to contract and relax, soft and hard at will. It’s marvelous, all because of these testicles."
"I’ve mastered the trick. As long as I hide the testicles in my body’s muscles and combine it with medicine baths and cultivation techniques, all my muscles will become as wondrous as the genital flesh. When I wield the ’Mo Rou Flying Thunder God’ with this divine body, who dares to challenge me!"
The man in the black robe said excitedly.
"Understood, brother."
The person in white no longer protested, and one by one, took out red needles and injected them into the man in the black robe’s muscles.
These red needles were coated with Red Flower Divine Medicine, rumored to be refined from the world’s most beautiful flowers, inducing extreme pleasure and making one forget pain.
For example, "Brother Li," despite being covered in needles, seemed to revel in it, unable to suppress his moans.
As the Second Elder of Mo Sect and a once-in-a-million Mo Sect genius and cultivation prodigy, Li Mofei aspired to soar to new heights!
The next moment, the man in white began to drill holes into his flesh.
Even though the red needle Divine Medicine alleviated the pain, it was clear that Li Mofei’s face was showing signs of agony.
The man in white worked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten bloody holes were created.
The man in white then swiftly retrieved the testicles with his right hand covered in deer-skin gloves from the medicine pool, stuffing them one by one into the bloody holes of the man in the black robe, with great precision.
The next moment, Li Mofei’s brow furrowed slightly as he began a cycle of nine shallow and one deep breathing exercises.
With his breathing, the muscles with holes began to pulsate.
It seemed as if the holes in his flesh were mouths, swallowing the testicles one by one.
An hour later, the man in white lay exhausted on the ground.
Exhausting work, not for just anyone.
Brother Li looked at him and smilingly said, "Good brother, I feel fantastic. Once I perfect the technique, you’ll have a go too."
The man in white pondered, "We’ll see about that!"
Whether Brother Li could advance the "Mo Rou Flying Thunder God" to become a Divine Skill was uncertain, but at least now, he surely must be the man with the most testicles in the world.
Without equal.
In the dimly lit underground chamber, Li Mofei, covered in testicles, began to operate his technique, as the air currents around him whirled wildly in tandem with his actions.
For a moment, he was like a demigod!
What is called talent, this is talent.
Divine Skills are not just cultivated; it also requires a massive intake of wisdom, a synergy of supplementing and cultivating to be invincible.
Rumors say Old Demon Duan has Extraordinary Wisdom, what does he know?
Mine are the real deal!