Chapter 520: Chapter 304: Just a Young Hero’s Task
Thinking about how he could dive deep, few at the dock could compare to him, he figured his smoking was an advantage too, so he might as well try his luck.
Unexpectedly, Red Tower Mountain really accepted him.
This fellow Lin was delighted before, believing he could finally enjoy good days of being well-fed, but after only a few days of full meals, he was dragged here to be used as fodder.
When Duan Yun was taking his pulse, the True Qi in his body had already entered the other’s body like threads.
He discovered that the area near this guy’s lungs was indeed blocked with stagnant blood, and it needed to be opened up.
So he took out his handy needle and inserted it into his chest.
After that, the True Qi quietly drew in, found where the stagnant blood was, and surged forward, piercing from the lungs straight to the throat!
With a loud "wah!"
Lin woke up instantly and began gasping for air.
"I!"
"I!"
He was really choked by that mouthful of stagnant blood just now, unable to breathe properly.
"Damn, a Divine Doctor!" someone exclaimed.
"Since you’re awake, hurry and get up to keep smoking."
The Inner Sect Disciple, already full of anger, shouted as he saw Lin wake up.
At this time, Duan Yun took the dagger out of Lin’s hand, stopping the bleeding.
Hearing this, he showed an expression of displeasure.
Master Wang gasped heavily upon seeing this and quickly called out, "This person just woke up and was stabbed, what smoking?"
The Inner Sect Disciple grumbled, "But the smoking can’t stop."
"The smoking can’t stop, then you do it!"
"It’s up to you!"
Master Wang said righteously.
The Inner Sect Disciple, anxious and face flushed, dared not retort.
He kept glancing towards Elder Hong, hoping the elder would stand up for him so he could be more assertive.
But there was no response from that side.
Master Wang told him to smoke, and he really had no choice but to smoke.
The Inner Sect Disciple said bitterly, "Smoke, I’ll smoke!"
Under Master Wang’s oppressive gaze, he could only reluctantly pick up the pipe to smoke.
But he took very small puffs.
"You smoke so lightly, haven’t eaten?" Master Wang scolded.
The Inner Sect Disciple felt unfortunate, angrily took a strong puff.
"Let me say, I’ll only smoke for half a day, after that it’s up to you." The Inner Sect Disciple told the Outer Sect Disciple.
He was regretful of stabbing the fellow with the dagger, if not for that, none of this would have happened.
Seeing Duan Yun’s expression slightly softened, Master Wang exhaled a breath of relief, feeling cold sweat all over his back.
Did I just save these dozens of lives?
Everyone knows Old Demon Duan is petty, one unhappy moment and he wants to destroy families.
The group continued forward, even while smoking the Blood Life Smoke, Duan Yun and Ziyu seemed quite comfortable.
Afterward, the group continued forward, it seemed only a minor episode, yet only Wang Dihua knew it was a stormy upheaval just now.
Trouble brewing!
Now it really is trouble!
If this group of people knew this Outer Sect Disciple was Old Demon Duan, what kind of expressions would they have?
Someone who would involuntarily shout "I want to be a hero!" and disguise as a doctor to treat illness is no doubt Old Demon Duan!
Previously, Wang Dihua actually held a bit of hope.
And that hope was maybe this guy wasn’t Old Demon Duan, just a cunning spy, then relying on Elder Hong Mingyu’s cultivation and their unity, there might still be a chance to win.
But upon confirming he was Old Demon Duan, he no longer harbored any hope.
Elder Hong was indeed a prominent figure in the Martial World, but before the infamous Old Demon Duan, he was just a slightly bigger chicken.
Wang Dihua couldn’t help but speculate why Old Demon Duan would infiltrate their Red Tower Mountain.
But quickly, he dismissed this thought.
Matters of the Young Hero are not to be heard, not to be questioned!
In any case, whatever the Young Hero does is right!
Wang Dihua forced himself to elevate his mindset, all because Duan Yun drew a few steps closer to him.
This feeling was akin to walking alongside King Yan.
On the upcoming path, Wang Dihua, though trying hard to maintain his demeanor as an uncle, was much more respectful toward Duan Yun and Ziyu.
Who knows which Witch was following alongside Old Demon Duan.
All in all, it was an indescribable horror.
Before nightfall, a fire appeared in the dim forest.
The group relaxed.
That was the campsite of Red Tower Mountain’s vanguard team.
How much longer the journey was, aside from Elder Hong Mingtian and the two leading disciples, no one knew.
But tonight they were to spend the night here, at least they could rest.
Wang Dihua sat there sideways, gasping heavily.
He was very tired!
Previously he was struck electrically quite badly, his butt had even been stabbed with a smoking pipe, physically exhausted and in pain.
And what was more tiring was the heart.
With the "Living Yama" walking together, how could the heart not be tired?
Wang Dihua looked at the other fellow disciples who seemed relaxed around him, inevitably feeling somewhat irritated.
He knew some in the group secretly mocked him as "soft-hearted," treating the smoke pipe as a person.
Yet, he suffered so much, endured disgrace, all for saving their wretched lives!
Feeling the burden of knowing the truth alone was excruciating.
It’s like they were a flock of sheep, and only he realized the two wolves disguised in sheep’s clothing, and only he was spinning around them while the other sheep were happily oblivious.
Without him, this group would have possibly been raped and killed by Mr. Duan, the Young Hero!
They could still be foolishly happy here, yet mocking him?
Yes, even in his heart, Wang Dihua dared not directly call Old Demon Duan.
What if this "Young Hero" could read minds?
Wang Dihua felt utterly exhausted, and then, at this moment, a disciple came to deliver a message.