The Devil's Notoriety Begins to Show

Because the Lingshui Twin Heroes had been forced to become the Lingshui Heroines, Hua Wen and Hua Wu hated Duan Yun to the marrow of their bones.

With their old temperaments, they would have gone to Duan Yun and fought him to the death long ago.

But perhaps because they had lost their birds, they had lost their tempers too. For a time, the two brothers actually did not dare go.

In their hearts, Duan Yun was a devil who hid his depths—a devil who had toyed with them in the palm of his hand!

If they went looking for him now, would that not be delivering themselves to his doorstep like fresh meat?

Whenever they recalled Duan Yun's harmless smile and those clear, sincere eyes, they felt nothing but terror and evil.

How could there be such a wicked demonic Outer Dao in this world?!

Hua Wu gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I hate him so much! That devil Duan is simply too ruthless. I always thought he was innocent! I want revenge!"

When he grew agitated, even his voice became shrill.

Hua Wen wiped away her clear tears and said meaningfully, "There will be a chance. We cannot be the only two people this devil has toyed with. As more and more people fall victim, we

only need to join forces, and eventually we will find a chance for revenge!"

"What worries me more right now is still that Medicine Planter we spoke of before."

"I fear they will stab us while we are weak, so we must keep training. No matter how bitter it is, we must keep training."

Yes, they had no road back. If they did not continue cultivating this tyrannical Lunar Essence True Qi, they would very likely be devoured by other Medicine Planters.

Thinking of the changes in his body, Hua Wu asked with a terrified expression, "Then, Brother, if we keep cultivating like this, will we become Great Medicine for that devil Duan?"

He was truly afraid now.

Hua Wen said painfully, "But we have to get through this trial before us."

"To be safe, we must change our identities from now on. From this day forth, I am Hua Ling, you are Hua Yan, and I am your older sister."

As she spoke, Hua Wen climbed out of bed and cleaned away the few remaining, precarious whiskers.

Hua Wu followed suit with tears in his eyes, like a wronged young wife.

There were no longer any bold and generous Lingshui Twin Heroes in this world!

Duan Yun had been away from home for nearly a month.

For a homebody office drone in his previous life, spending nearly a month on the road was truly a young maiden's first time getting married.

Springwatch City and Riverside City were separated by several thousand li. Duan Yun had not been rushing, but by rights, he should have arrived by now.

Unfortunately, he had not.

Not only had he gotten lost and taken detours along the way, but there were also too many bad people in the martial world, and quite a few of them gave directions at random.

One person pointed east, then another pointed west. Who was telling the truth?

Who knew.

This experience of traveling had made Duan Yun deeply miss the Amap app, trains, and subways of his previous life.

There was no helping it. An accurate map was simply too scarce in this era.

Actually, Duan Yun could accept traveling at a leisurely pace. After all, he had come out to experience the world, so there was no need to care too much about the destination. He should enjoy the journey.

What had satisfied him most about this trip was making some friends in the martial world and passing on martial arts twice.

The first time, he had passed on martial arts so that the "Lingshui Twin Heroes" could improve further, allowing them to better uphold justice and destroy their common enemy, the demoness of Red Tower. The second time, he would most likely allow the corpse driver Huang Shi to regain his former vigor and thus enjoy a happy newlywed life.

In the end, he was continuously passing on the goodwill of the Jade Sword True Canon, bringing better changes to this world.

Especially the martial arts he had passed to Huang Shi—it did not go against the benevolent heart of a healer that lay at his core.

It gave Duan Yun a spiritual fulfillment he had never obtained in his previous life.

But now, Duan Yun had encountered a problem even more troublesome than taking detours: he was running out of silver.

Ever since he had eaten and drunk extravagantly with the two heroic uncles, Hua Wen and Hua Wu, his expenses on the road had also risen.

Drinking and shooting wine in particular, those entertainment activities cost quite a bit.

It was mealtime now, but unlike before, Duan Yun did not head into a restaurant and tell the owner to bring out fine wine and good dishes.

There was no helping it. His purse was embarrassingly empty.

Duan Yun could only buy two steamed buns by the roadside to barely fill his stomach.

As he ate the buns, he looked at the gray donkey and wondered whether he should sell it.

As a young hero wandering the martial world, the most valuable things he had on him now were this sword and this donkey.

A young hero was a young hero—he could not sell his sword, could he?

Besides, Springwatch City was not far away now. The donkey's mission was nearly complete anyway.

Still, Duan Yun was somewhat reluctant. After all, "Little Gray" had been quite sensible along the way, and traveling while seated on its back had been one of the more pleasant ways for him to relax during the journey.

Duan Yun pondered it. He had to find a way to make some money.

He possessed peerless skills now. There was no reason he could not make money.

Just then, a group of people appeared on the street, striding fiercely toward some destination.

Over the past month or so, Duan Yun had passed through more than ten towns and cities of varying sizes, so he was no stranger to this sight.

It was nothing more than one household fighting another for turf. Either they shouted threats or came to blows, fighting until dog brains flew out over a bit of profit.

Once, in a village, farmers from two villages had even beaten each other to death over half a ditch of water.

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked over and called loudly, "Are there any righteous warriors willing to help the Yellow Fish Gang lend their fists?"

"It won't be unpaid work. Lunch is provided!"

Hearing the words "Yellow Fish Gang," Duan Yun's stomach honestly seemed to grow hungrier just from listening.

There was no wine or meat today, and his mouth had gone bland as a bird's. He badly wanted a good meal, but he hesitated for a moment.

He did not particularly want to mingle with gang members.

They were low-class and not very bright. In this sort of job where one lent a hand in a fight, people generally went around saying things like, "This brother is awesome," or, "That gang leader is righteous." Even those just there for the boxed meal had to throw in a few lines. It was truly speechless.

No matter what, he was a young hero—and a gynecological doctor at that. Following this rabble would inevitably be beneath his status.

"Today's opportunity is rare! Those who stand in the back will have fish and meat until they are full. Those who dare stand in the front will receive two taels of silver!"

"Once you pass this village, there will be no such shop!"

As the saying went, under a heavy reward, brave men would surely emerge. Hearing there would be fish, meat, and silver, quite a few people immediately stepped forward.

Duan Yun instantly stopped feeling sleepy and said, "Count me in!"

Seeing the people beside him about to compete with him and fearing he would lose the opportunity, he quickly lifted his sword and said, "I have a sword. I'm a genuine martial world man! I'll stand in front!"

"Fine, you come!"

And so, Duan Yun followed the middle-aged man and joined the Yellow Fish Gang's ranks.

Because he had a sword in hand and looked the part, at least stronger than those who were unarmed, and because he wanted the two-tael reward, he was quickly assigned to the front of the group.

Walking among the crowd, Duan Yun could smell the fishy stench on them. Clearly, the Yellow Fish Gang was inseparable from the fish trade.

Their destination was also a dock.

What surprised Duan Yun was that what he had thought would be a small scuffle actually gathered more and more people as they walked.

At the very least, when he looked back, he could not see the end of the crowd at a glance.

Good heavens, could a fight between two gangs really reach the scale of a thousand people?

Seeing the mighty crowd on the other side of the dock, Duan Yun confirmed that this was definitely no small affair.

It reminded him of the showdowns between two major gangs in the Young and Dangerous movies he had watched in his previous life.

No, the scale was even a little larger than that.

Duan Yun stood at the front of the group, not far from the Yellow Fish Gang's leader.

Though he held a sword, he kept an extremely low profile, standing there like a mere lackey.

On the opposite side, men from some unknown gang were already charging over with weapons in hand, looking murderous and aggressive.

Duan Yun was briefly speechless.

These two taels of silver might not be easy to earn.