novelraw Chapter 650 - 360: Kill the Old Demon! Find Big Sister! Rule the World Beneath the Yellow Jade!
Chapter 650 - 360: Kill the Old Demon! Find Big Sister! Rule the World Beneath the Yellow Jade!
Although the fragrance was not obvious, it did go from nothing to something, doesn’t this prove he’s getting closer to the "Great Medicine"?
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In the morning, Duan Yun was making food in the kitchen.
This kind of chore should have been done by Little Yin, but Duan Yun was doing it himself because he enjoyed it.
Whether a house appears dilapidated depends on its homely atmosphere.
A house without a homely atmosphere, no matter how grand, would feel cold and even lifeless.
Since no one lived in this old house, decay was inevitable, but ultimately, it was his house.
Though small and shabby, he quite liked it.
If he got old one day, he might come back here to retire.
Hence, the long-unused stove was relit.
Little Yin sat on the steps, watching Duan Yun’s shadow moving in the kitchen.
For a moment, she found it increasingly difficult to understand this Demon.
Because at this moment, this Demon looked like an ordinary person.
An overly handsome, ordinary person who might accidentally be seduced by women in the Martial World when he goes out.
But only those who’d seen his methods would know how terrifying he was.
It’s often said that handsome men can be deceitful, and Old Demon Duan was especially true to this saying.
Just as the food was halfway cooked, there was a knock at the door.
"Visitors so early?" Duan Yun said confusedly.
Duan Yun washed his hands, and with a creak, opened the door.
Outside stood a family of three.
The man and woman carried large and small bags, and the little child next to them looked at him with curiosity.
They were indeed acquaintances.
"Doctor Duan, you’re really back!"
The man said excitedly.
Duan Yun responded with a smile and said, "Just got back yesterday, come in, come in."
It wasn’t someone else; it was the Young Mr. Zhao’s family, whom Duan Yun had first helped with a delivery.
At this, Young Mr. Zhao quickly urged his son, "Call him Uncle! No, call him Godfather! Without him, you wouldn’t be here!"
The young mister was under three years old and was obviously nervous. He said, "God, Godfather."
At this point, Lady Zhao noticed the slightly confused Little Yin standing there and couldn’t help but say, "Is this Mrs. Duan?"
When Duan Yun was away, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he always had Little Yin pose as his cousin.
But these were familiar faces, even acquaintances of the previous generation, so it was hard to pretend.
Little Yin was at a loss about how to respond, just as she was about to say she was his cousin, Duan Yun said first, "Lady, you’re too kind."
Young Mr. Zhao seemed even more excited than Duan Yun, saying, "When did you get married? You didn’t invite us to the celebration!"
Duan Yun quickly explained, "The journey was long, and it was a spontaneous decision, so we didn’t hold a big celebration, no banquet."
This soon filled the previously cold house with a lively atmosphere.
Upon knowing Duan Yun was leaving again in two days, Young Mr. Zhao couldn’t help but feel regretful.
It was clear he genuinely regarded Duan Yun as a friend.
It must be said, not until Young Mr. Zhao’s family’s arrival did Duan Yun’s homecoming become tangible.
With acquaintances, with friends, only then does a hometown feel like home, something streets and houses can’t provide.
After many farewells, leaving behind bags of gifts, Young Mr. Zhao’s family finally left.
At this point, Little Yin found it even harder to understand the person before her, and couldn’t help but say, "I didn’t expect you to really be a proper doctor in the past."
The kind that saves lives.
Duan Yun corrected, "I’m still a proper doctor now!"
"After eating, let’s head out." Duan Yun reminded.
Initially feeling her status was elevated by being thought of as "Mrs. Duan," Little Yin quickly returned to reality.
Because mentioning departure reminded her of the journey, and once on the road, she’d still be the mount.
It must be said, perhaps being too high-profile among the townsfolk, fearing gossip, Duan Yun didn’t ride Little Yin within Lishui City.
At this point, he truly looked like an ordinary gynecologist who barely made ends meet, returning to visit his old residence along the way.
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After lunch, Duan Yun and Little Yin left the "Land of Young Heroes" and headed towards Lingshui City.
Midway, they heard good news that, due to the efforts of the Xuanxiong Gang disciples, the public toilet in the west of the city was finally operational.
As for more than half of the disciples losing their "bear paws," everyone was discussing it, but no one could make sense of it.
On the road, it was the season when grass grows and birds fly in Yun State, a vast expanse of green filled their view.
Because of the large bags brought by Young Mr. Zhao, they both ate well along the way.
It was four days’ travel from here to Lingshui City, but because Little Yin was much faster than a horse, they only needed two days.
At night, as usual, they camped in the wilderness.
This time, it was by the river.
The turquoise river flowed silently, and the bank was a pebbled shallow beach.
This night, the starry sky reflected in the river, making the heavens and earth both filled with a galaxy.
Ever since Duan Yun crossed over, he felt this mad, tattered world could only be said to surpass the previous world in its fresh air; whenever weather permitted, looking up revealed a brilliant galaxy rarely seen in previous urban life.
It must be said, the scenery here indeed held a desolate kind of beauty.
On this tranquil night of camping, nothing happened, and both Duan Yun and Little Yin slept quite soundly.
To be honest, camping in the wilderness so peacefully without any incidents, even Little Yin felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.
Duan Yun suddenly thought that encountering twin sisters and girls like Lu Zhao in the wild was actually quite interesting.
Thereafter, Duan Yun spurred on, wishing to reach Lingshui City by nightfall.
Midway, Little Yin felt tired, but with Duan Yun leaning back, Little Yin couldn’t help but let out light hums, jolting with renewed vigor.
"What is this now?" Little Yin couldn’t help but hum softly.
"It’s low-intensity Ming Chao! You need to gradually adapt to the strength of Ming Chao so that you can expand your limits." Duan Yun explained.
With the support of some Ming Chao, Little Yin indeed felt much more energetic, charging forward with vigor.
By dusk, the outline of a city was already visible.
That was Lingshui City.
It must be said, the area around Lingshui City was quite prosperous.
The terrain was relatively flat, and the city outskirts were vast farmland areas.
Green wheat fields and melon fields were everywhere, stretching far into the distance.
By this time, despite the stimulant of Ming Chao, Little Yin was somewhat weary and said, "I’m so thirsty."
Duan Yun was also a bit parched, saying, "Then let’s go buy a melon up ahead."
Duan Yun dismounted from Little Yin and approached a melon field nearby to buy a melon from the farmer.
Little Yin watched the farmer selecting melons and couldn’t help but ask, "Are these melons guaranteed to be sweet?"
The farmer said, "Look at this young lady, pretty as a picture but what is she saying. My Sun Lei’s melons are famous far and wide; would I sell you unripe ones?"
It was clear that the farmer was very confident and even proud of his melons.
Indeed, ordinary people seeing a beauty like Little Yin would be all smiles, whereas this melon farmer Sun Lei seemed sarcastic due to melon concerns.
As he picked out two melons, the farmer Sun Lei said, "Melons are my livelihood and reputation; if these aren’t ripe and sweet, feel free to smack my face with a shoe sole."
"How much for them?"
"One melon costs two taels, two melons for three taels of silver."
Little Yin couldn’t help but complain, "Are these melons made of gold?"
"If you think they’re expensive, then don’t buy them. I’m not forcing you," Sun Lei said pridefully.
At this price, even Duan Yun, who wasn’t particularly interested in melons, was intrigued.
He paid, and each holding a melon, sat by the roadside with Little Yin to start eating these pricey melons.
Little Yin, having been sarcastically teased and faced with expensive melons, initially wanted to find faults, but once she started eating, she was too engrossed to speak.
The melons were simply too delicious.
Seeing this, Sun Lei couldn’t help but smugly ask, "These melons are fine, aren’t they?"
With an innocent and romantic expression, Little Yin said, "These melons are genuinely sweet!"
"Blood Watermelon can’t be unsweet; you could kick my head like a ball," Sun Lei explained.
At that point, Duan Yun couldn’t help but curiously ask, "Blood Watermelon? The flesh inside is indeed blood-red."
Sun Lei shook his head, "You two must be out-of-towners, never heard of Frost Blood Pavilion? These watermelons are infused with the blood of Frost Blood Pavilion’s fairies, how could they not be sweet?"
Upon hearing this, both Duan Yun and Little Yin paused their watermelon eating.
They suddenly found the melons less appealing.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but ask, "Fairy blood? From where?"