Chapter 609 - 343: I Have a Dream—to Build a World Filled with Heroic Spirit!

Chapter 609: Chapter 343: I Have a Dream—to Build a World Filled with Heroic Spirit!


The jade scroll of "Jade Sword True Understanding" slowly unfolded in Duan Yun’s hands, and the first sentence that came into view was—"The world and all living things, man is the Great Medicine."


"Man is the Great Medicine? What kind of demonic text is this?"


Hearing this, Young Hero Duan only felt it was sinister, then


disdainfully stuffed it into his pocket.


Because a child was watching him.


Yes, Little Yin was looking at him with clear eyes.


Such gruesome things as corpse searching and wicked scriptures are not for children to see.


Duan Yun decided to read it later when he was riding her.


By this time, it was almost dark, and it was even gloomier in the mountain crevice, with snowflakes drifting down from above, adding to the desolation.


Finally, catching up before dark to reunite Hua Wen and Hua Wu with their family, Duan Yun felt a sense of ease and joy.


This ease and joy were perhaps like the proverbial cigarette after, quite satisfying.


He was just a bit puzzled, puzzled by Hua Wen and Hua Wu’s hatred towards him, especially Hua Wu, who even accused him of killing her man.


Who was her man?


Probably some unknown evil demon, whom he incidentally killed once, I suppose.


Yes, when Duan Yun delved into Hua Wen’s memories, due to the distant time, he didn’t uncover the story of the entanglement between Hua Wu and Peacock Demon.


In the darkness, there was initially no fire, but as Duan Yun raised his hand, a fire ignited.


With a flick of his hand, the flame landed, igniting the broken bodies of Hua Wu and Xiao Que.


Little Yin watched with trembling fear.


Is this the consequence of offending Old Demon Duan?


Old Demon Duan mastered fire to such an extent, if he knew a bit of alchemy technique...


At this moment, an image appeared in Little Yin’s mind of their seven sisters being captured by Old Demon Duan and using demon fire for alchemy, a thought that sent chills down her spine.


At this point, Duan Yun spoke: "The matter is almost done, come up."


"Come up? Up where?"


Little Yin was a bit baffled, thinking to herself: "Could it be that Old Demon Duan, after killing people, is now in a wild beast mode, wanting her to voluntarily go to him for humiliation and torture?"


Duan Yun said: "Didn’t you say you can’t walk anymore? Of course, it’s to hop on my back, if you keep dawdling, it will be dark soon, and I haven’t had dinner yet!"


Little Yin understood and obediently said, "I can manage, you can ride me instead."


Duan Yun did not expect this mount to be so considerate, so he said: "Since you are so proactive, well then, let me heal your wounds first."


Just like feeding some grass to a horse before letting it gallop, Duan Yun understood this principle.


The scorching heroic spirit, accompanied by demon electricity, surged into Little Yin’s body, coursing through her injured body. Little Yin couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, her toes curling as she felt the lotus mark on her soles growing hot.


This feeling was warm and comfortable, yet tremendously humiliating.


This was mainly due to her and Old Demon Duan’s identities; Old Demon Duan was her mother’s murderer!


Yet here she was, receiving healing from her mother’s murderer.


Crackling sounds!


The disruptive meridians inside Little Yin were realigned by the demon electricity, gradually returning to normal, even the ice spikes that had pierced into her body were melted and shattered by the scorching True Qi of the Young Hero.


After Doctor Duan applied his Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart, Little Yin recovered most of her strength, and with a peculiar feeling, carried the seat on her back, half-kneeling and waiting for Duan Yun to sit.


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Duan Yun, with a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right, rode Little Yin, charging and slashing, cutting through the Snow Forest from this end to the other, from the White Socks Sect to the Evil Jade Maiden Sword Sect, without blinking an eye.


This commotion was naturally immense, surpassing even two avalanches.


The people of the Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect soon noticed the signs.


Upon hearing that a man was riding a beauty to charge and slaughter their enemies, these Jade Girls crawled out of the snow layers, chasing to witness the spectacle.


It wasn’t difficult to spot the scene, because wherever Young Hero Duan passed, blood was everywhere.


The blood against the white snow was especially conspicuous.


Even though these Jade Girls were battle-hardened survivors, having faced formidable figures like Guo Heavenly King of the White Socks Divine Sect, they had never encountered such a terrifying individual.


They had been besieged by another branch of the Jade Maiden Sword Sect and the White Socks Divine Sect, aware of their ferocity, but in this man’s hands, they were no more than chickens and dogs.


Where was this invincible god of slaughter from!


Among these Jade Girls were quite a few old riverside folks, who had grown up listening to stories of the Martial God coming forth and tales of corpses and a Blood Sea.


But a story is a story, and at this moment, plunged into this frightening massacre, they realized its true horror.


The Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect suffered heavy losses, and among the surviving remnants, only a few elders remained.


These few elders had once fought alongside Duan Yun in Lishan City and had a brief encounter.


They ran quickly, and one soon realized, saying, "Why does it feel like the Heroic Venerate?"


"It is the Heroic Venerate! Look at that Sword Qi!"


When Duan Yun casually unleashed the Jade Sword Finger Sword Energy, sending people tumbling, they confirmed Duan Yun’s identity.


They hurried to follow, occasionally encountering a few escapees, whom they killed without exception.


The Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect had suffered heavy casualties during this period, many in the sect had fought and died for the same aspiration, with deep bonds, and under the joint assault of the White Socks and another branch of the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, they lost many sisters.


Amidst their sorrow, there was anger.


Now that they found an opportunity to retaliate, they killed swiftly and fiercely.


But even more absurd was that while Duan Yun charged and took on layer upon layer of enemy resistance, they couldn’t catch up.


The Heroic Venerate’s mount was too fast!


By the time they reached the wooden house of Hua Wen and Hua Wu, Duan Yun and his mount had disappeared.


The Jade Girls, though excited, felt somewhat emotional.