Chapter 602: Chapter 340: Lingshui Twin Heroes, I’m Really Disappointed in You!
Hua Wen and Hua Wu remained resting in the warm little house, while Hua Wu’s "lovely" child had long since vanished, off to who knows where to wreak havoc.
This child was a demonic star from birth, leaving cruelty wherever he went.
The reason the Sword Sect sisters could maintain their position was largely due to this demonic star.
This little demonic star, inheriting the talent of the Peacock Demon, had barely been born before he began practicing Old Demon Duan’s demon technique, a horrifying blend of cruelty and terror.
Several previous attempts to "usurp" their position ended in a matter of days with dismembered corpses scattered everywhere, all thanks to this little demonic star.
Because she was small and fast, ambushing people was her specialty.
The joint massacre with the White Sock Sect achieved notable results.
Now, that lineage of the Jade Sword Sect was left with only a breath remaining, and it wouldn’t be long before it was completely extinguished.
By then, they would be the only legitimate Jade Sword Sect, and the "Jade Girls" would bring the Martial World endless pain instead of taking the crooked path of "upholding justice."
Yes, the ways of Old Demon Duan were all evil paths.
Nobody understood heroes more than the Lingshui Twin Heroes; Old Demon Duan thought that donning the robe of a "hero" would make him truly heroic, which was laughable.
Thinking back to experiences as a man where Hua Wen had to plant, consume, and sell medicine, he still felt a faint sadness.
Though now, regardless of the depth of their skills or the amount of influence they had in the Martial World, they had surpassed the past, yet they had also lost much.
For instance, they lost their gender, lost their chastity, and Hua Wu was still half-crazy.
Even though the Peacock Demon was dead, she often dreamt of the torture she endured from him.
Especially after his death, she found herself unable to resist feeling sad.
After all, he was her first man. Although she didn’t become pregnant with his child like her sister, he’d left an indelible mark on her heart.
As much as she hated to admit it, Hua Wen had to acknowledge that, though the Peacock Demon had forced her, she still considered him her man.
So now, like her sister, she became a widow, without offspring.
Blame Old Demon Duan!
Everything she suffered, all her mental and physical pain, was thanks to Old Demon Duan!
If not for him, the sisters would still be carelessly planting and consuming medicine, and even if unforeseen events like being forced by the Peacock Demon happened, they wouldn’t become widows.
Blame Old Demon Duan indeed!
This was also why the sisters sought to annihilate that lineage of the Jade Sword Sect.
They couldn’t bear Old Demon Duan thriving; they opposed anything that supported him!
They wanted the Martial World to feel the Jade Girls’ pain, with all its anguish to be accounted for by Old Demon Duan.
Heaven was blind for not taking the life of this utterly evil demon, so they must be the eye for the Martial World.
Thinking this, Hua Wen felt a burning sense of passion within her.
This was the feeling of vengeance indeed!
In her fervor, she couldn’t help but ask, "Why is there no news yet?"
The pathetic Jade Sword Sect had only a flicker remaining, but an avalanche had delayed their total demise, causing her some agitation.
Like a dying mouse still wanting to jump!
Hua Wen’s agitation lay in annihilating the Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect entirely and guarding against the White Sock Divine Sect.
Currently, they were allies, but one could never be too sure what might go wrong in this Martial World full of sly operators.
Just then, a sudden flurry of hurried footsteps came from outside.
"Report, report, they’re attacking!"
A disciple burst through the door, his face tense and anxious.
Hua Wen sternly reprimanded, "What’s the panic, who is attacking?"
Sister Hua Wu, while tidying her dress, commanded with a sinister aura, "Exactly, with us here, what is there to panic about?"
"A man, a man riding a young girl, attacked."
Upon hearing these words, both Hua Wen and Hua Wu froze.
The image was difficult to envision.
When she thought about it being a man, Hua Wen’s heart tightened as she secretly thought, "A man attacking? Could it be that the White Sock Sect is starting to betray us?"
Logically, the Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect hadn’t been completely massacred yet, and it wasn’t yet time for betrayal from either side.
Thus, she couldn’t help but ask, "Did they declare themselves, or did they attack right away?"
"That man claims to be ’Young Hero Bu Jingyun,’ saying he’s here to clean the house."
The moment the five characters "Young Hero Bu Jingyun" appeared, especially the two characters for "Young Hero," both Hua Wen and Hua Wu held their breath.
"Damnable Young Hero Bu Jingyun, the name itself screams of Old Demon Duan!"
Hua Wen felt her temples throbbing, and even her legs felt somewhat weak.
"That, that Old Demon, eventually came looking for us!" Hua Wen expressed with a fearful expression.
But she quickly regained her composure, saying, "Sister, quickly take Sparrow with you and flee—we know how much Old Demon Duan loves killing entire families, and the child is innocent! I’ll fend him off first!"
Yes, such a small child who’d only ruthlessly killed a few hundred people, but Old Demon Duan, being so ruthless, wouldn’t spare her if she was caught.
"Sister!"
Hua Wu cried out, tears streaming.
Just as Hua Wen was about to reach for her sister’s hand, the next instant, the latter flipped upside down, like a groundhog fleeing underground through the snow.
Hua Wu stared blankly at the burrow by the side of the couch.
Wait, I just said it, and you really fled, huh?
Just as Hua Wen contemplated whether she should follow through the burrow, several explosive sounds thundered outside.
Three or four disciples crashed through the windows and doors like cannonballs, with two getting their heads stuck between their legs, looking like some soccer game.
Glancing through the human-shaped hole in the wall, Hua Wen’s legs weakened and nearly buckled to the ground.
There was Duan Yun, wielding a gleaming golden long sword, riding atop an exceptionally beautiful woman, charging forth ruthlessly.