Encountering the Red Tower Fairy Again

That day, Duan Yun arrived in Maplewood Town.

Once there, he could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

According to the information he had gathered, once he reached Maplewood Town, he only needed to travel east for a single day to arrive at Springwatch City.

This place already counted as the outskirts of Springwatch City.

In truth, he had sensed the aura of Springwatch City two days ago.

All he could say was that the closer one got to Springwatch City, the higher the prices became. The day before yesterday, ten coins could clearly still buy two baked buns; now, they could only buy one.

After walking for so long, he was finally about to arrive.

Towering maple trees had been planted both inside and outside Maplewood Town, bringing waves of cool shade in this season.

Duan Yun even felt that the entire town was somewhat gloomy and sinister.

At that moment, he spotted several wandering martial artists standing before a wall plastered with papers, talking animatedly.

One look told him it was a bounty wall.

Thinking of how prices had been steadily climbing, Duan Yun wanted to earn some silver, so he walked over.

Maplewood Town was only a town, so there were not many bounty notices on the wall. Yet the moment Duan Yun drew near, he instantly perked up.

This was because several key words spilled from those martial artists' mouths—"Lu Family, Red Tower Fairy, bounty."

Duan Yun looked at the wall and found that it really was right up his alley.

It turned out that the Lu Family of the town had suffered persecution from the Red Tower Fairy. Several of the men inside had already been fucked to death, yet the fairy still refused to let them go. That was why this bounty had been posted.

"Brother Li, are you going? Old Master Lu surely won't be stingy with his reward."

"That's the Red Chamber Fairies we're talking about. Aren't you afraid of being fucked to death?"

"When it comes to fucking, who have I ever feared?"

"Besides, they say the Lu Family has invited a senior monk from Ironwater Temple. We're just going to mooch a meal."

"Brother Wang is right. When all is said and done, we're just going to lend a hand."

For wandering martial artists like these, lending their fists was one of their main sources of income.

At that moment, Brother Li hesitated and said, "Lend a hand? Have you heard about Yellowwater City? A demon has been causing havoc there. Even lending your fists isn't safe anymore."

"If you won't even lend your fists, what kind of martial world are you wandering? Things have been too tight lately. If you're not going, I'm going!"

While those men were still discussing whether to go, Duan Yun had already memorized the address and set off ahead of them.

He and the Red Tower Fairy already had a grudge. For something that could both avenge him, uphold justice, and earn him a reward, why wait?

This had practically been tailor-made for Young Hero Duan!

Although along this journey, the name of Duan the Demon had spread like wildfire while Young Hero Duan's name remained obscure, he knew it was only temporary—a misunderstanding others had of him.

As long as he handled these acts of chivalry well, handled them beautifully, and truly spread his heroic name far and wide, like Hua Wu, Hua Wu, naturally no one would misunderstand him anymore.

The Lu residence was deep and sprawling. At this moment, the setting sun hung slantwise in the sky, adding a touch of profound depth to the courtyard.

Led by the Lu Family's steward, Duan Yun headed toward the main hall.

The moment he entered the hall, he found quite a few fellow martial artists gathered there.

Though they were all fellow travelers of the martial world, fellow travelers came in different ranks.

Seated in the place of honor in the hall was a large monk with his upper body bare.

Three enormous azure dragons were embroidered across the monk's body. The right eyes of two of those dragons were the two protrusions on his chest, making them look like one-eyed dragons and giving off a baleful, menacing air.

What a mighty monk!

This must be the renowned senior monk from Ironwater Temple. He truly did not look like someone to trifle with.

Beside the seat of honor sat a sword-bearing Daoist man and woman, who appeared to be a Daoist couple, as well as a charcoal-black burly man wearing iron gauntlets.

At a glance, these were all figures of standing. Duan Yun, meanwhile, could only stand in the back with a group of fellow martial artists, mixed in with the household guards.

Damn it, standing around like a lackey again.

Still, Duan Yun did not mind. As long as he could kill that crazy Red Tower bitch and collect the reward, any job was worth doing.

"Someone like that can mooch a meal too?" someone whispered.

Even though they were all standing around like lackeys, Duan Yun, with his cheap iron sword in hand, was still looked down upon by certain fellow martial artists.

He did not get angry. After all, this bunch of martial artists did not have particularly good brains.

Though Steward Lu was polite, he did not introduce him. He merely had Duan Yun stand among the residence's hired thugs, clearly not thinking much of him and treating him as nothing more than another body.

There was no helping it. He was young and handsome, unlike those masters who had trained themselves into grotesque shapes. One look at him and he radiated the air of someone there to mooch a meal.

At that moment, a young man beside him edged closer and said, "Brother, are you here to mooch a meal too?"

The man had fair skin and delicate features. Like Duan Yun, he was brimming with the air of someone there to mooch a meal.

Duan Yun raised a brow and replied, "More or less."

"Stay farther back later. Do you see that big monk? He's a senior monk from Ironwater Temple, nicknamed One-Eyed Azure Dragon. Once he starts killing, he can't stop himself. He might even hit his own people," the young man quietly warned.

He lowered his voice so much that, if Duan Yun had not had sharp hearing, he might have thought it was a mosquito buzzing.

"If he even hits his own people, why call him One-Eyed? Isn't he just blind?" Duan Yun could not help complaining.

He had never held monks in particularly high regard. If that was the case, then although this One-Eyed Azure Dragon monk was not one of those demonic monks from Dusk Temple, he was not necessarily a good sort either.

Upon hearing him say that, the people nearby all retreated a step, afraid of being dragged into trouble.

The young man also grew nervous and secretly looked toward the big monk. Only after seeing that the other man was still resting with his eyes closed did he relax slightly.

"Brother, you really dare to say it."

As he spoke, he also moved a little farther away from Duan Yun.

Because he discovered that this man not only radiated the air of someone there to mooch a meal, but also the temperament of someone who attracted trouble.

At that moment, the male Daoist took a sip of tea and said, "Master, it's getting dark."

The big monk opened his eyes and said, "What, you stinking Daoist, are you scared?"

The middle-aged Daoist laughed heartily. "This poor Daoist is scared of my ass."

"You stinking Daoists only know how to put on airs. How about you and your wife take the lead later?" the big monk mocked coldly.

At once, the Daoist fell silent.

The big monk showed him no courtesy at all and continued sneering, "You don't dare? If you don't dare, what's the difference between you and those useless food buckets in the back who are here to mooch a meal?"

Duan Yun looked over with the group of "food buckets," feeling that this big monk was truly very "polite"!

Later, he would see just what this monk was capable of. If the monk's skills were inferior to his, then he would teach that mouth of his some physics.

On the way here, Duan Yun had already roughly figured out the methods of that crazy Red Tower bitch.

Old Master Lu was old and lustful, and he had married a Red Tower crazy bitch pretending to be young. In the end, not only had the Red Tower crazy bitch fucked him, she had also fucked two of his sons and two guards to death.

During the fucking, she did not merely drain their yang essence; she could even devour human flesh and blood.

That crazy bitch had even declared that she wanted to be with every man in Old Master Lu's family, never to part, just as she had swallowed their flesh.

That crazy bitch came to the residence every night looking for someone to fuck. This was already the fifth night. If not for the Ironwater Temple monk taking the lead, truly not many people would have dared come to mooch a meal.

After all, the Red Tower Fairy was the nightmare of who knew how many men.

Night had fallen. A fuzzy moon hung in the sky, its moonlight like frost.

Lanterns had been hung all around the Lu residence's main hall, and the indoor candles were lit in abundance, as though people believed that as long as there was enough firelight, they could scare off the Red Tower Fairy.

"Damn it, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. This Buddha has come, yet that crazy bitch doesn't dare show herself."

The big monk took a sip of tea and spat. Several fragments of tea leaves immediately shot onto the face of the female Daoist seated beside him.

Duan Yun saw it clearly. Shock and disgust filled the female Daoist's face, but she did not dare say anything.

She looked toward her Daoist partner beside her. The middle-aged Daoist wore a pained expression, yet he did not dare do anything either. He merely silently grasped the female Daoist's hand, signaling for her to endure it.

Just then, a gust of sinister wind blew in. The lanterns outside the hall and the candles within began to sway violently, as if they might go out at any moment.

"She's here! She's here!"

The servants outside suddenly screamed, scrambling and crawling as they fled into the main hall.