Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!

Chapter 710 - 387: Then Goddamn It, Blast the Entire Martial World to Prove You’re Right!



Chapter 710 - 387: Then Goddamn It, Blast the Entire Martial World to Prove You’re Right!

The cheers in Wangchun City lasted for quite some time, it’s hard to pinpoint exactly how long.

Because they were persistent and contagious.

Initially, it was only the onlookers at the forefront who erupted into enthusiastic cheers, while most others chose to remain silent.

But within Wangchun City, there was a fear of nonconformity.

The guests in Wangchun City enjoyed eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking opium, and those who lived there had to follow the same rules; conformity was a principle instilled by the Mo Sect over the years.

Thus, faced with the cheers of many, the common people could only follow suit.

If everyone cheers and I don’t, wouldn’t that mean I’m in the wrong?

As the cheering continued, the entire city joined in, creating a commotion even more festive than when some maniac handed out money during the New Year.

Eventually, even those within the Martial World who strongly supported the Mo Sect could only join in the laughter.

However, their laughter wasn’t genuine; it was simply a protective facade.

With the death of Second Elder Li Mofei, the Mo Sect had no immediate leader to step forward, signifying that from now on, Wangchun City’s name would change, adopting the name of Hero.

At least for now, it was the Hero’s name.

They feared retribution from Old Demon Duan and had no choice but to force a smile.

As they laughed, tears began to fall.

The disciples of Mo Sect shed the most tears, though when they saw the elder’s head being severed, they were quickest to shed their Mo Sect robes.

In their jubilant jumping, one might mistake them for Old Demon Duan’s men.

While laughing, they silently cursed this fickle world with resentment.

How can Wangchun City have so many traitors!

It’s all because the Mo Sect was too kind to you all, nurturing such a large group of turncoats.

You ask why I have taken off my clothes too, and am no longer so loyal.

Can we Mo Sect disciples be the same as you country bumpkins, mud-footed peasants?

When I do it, it’s hardship, when you do it, it’s betrayal!

In any case, whether genuine, fake, or subconsciously resentful, at this moment, Old Demon Duan stood at the highest point in Wangchun City, making all Jianghu guests bow, leaving them no choice but to appease him.

Some Mo Sect disciples took the opportunity to sneak away, appearing like monkeys scattered from a fallen tree.

After all, everyone knew that Duan Yun, Old Demon Duan, and Green Blade Demon were petty-minded and didn’t dare to gamble whether retribution would come.

If true retribution were to happen, even the earthworms in Mo Sect’s soil would be split in two.

The two storytellers showed the most spirit.

They waved their large hands and shouted that Elder Li Mofei had gravely injured Old Demon Duan, and now was the best time to slay demons.

But nobody paid them any attention, even dodging them like the plague.

They intended to continue speaking, to keep inciting people, but suddenly a lot of cow dung flew towards them.

Someone threw dung at them, and with so much dung, the storytellers quickly turned into "dung men."

One storyteller with dung in his mouth pointed at the crowd below, shouted "Ignorant rabble! I’m furious!" and then furiously bled from his seven orifices and died from anger.

Duan Yun tossed Li Mofei’s head down below and stood there, facing the wind and overlooking the entire scenery of Wangchun City.

The red glow formed by Heroic Fire Lotus colored his face golden-red.

He looked at the cheering people, seeing them cheer for him, for the new life; he even saw that someone had somehow managed to bring some banners, with a big "Hero" word on them.

The Hero Flag waved and fluttered in the wind, looking beautiful.

Duan Yun thought that there would be more of such flags rising in the future.

Looking at all this, he knew he must manage and guard this piece of Heroic Land well.

Looking forward, the Martial World will surely become a world of Hero Flags!

...

That day, the Jade Pearl Heroes issued the Heroic Order.

They shut down gambling halls and opium dens selling strong smoke; the girls from brothels must be inspected personally by Murong to ensure they are healthy before continuing to trade.

Of course, these were all announced by the Murong brothers.

Nowadays, he is still the spokesperson put forth by the Jade Pearl Heroes.

Afterward, an even more significant Heroic Order was issued stating that under the Hero’s management of this land, there shall be no raping or killing, no coercive buying or selling, no collecting protection fees; violators will be subjected to various severe punishments such as the fall from grace, urinary collapse, death by itch, first Green Saber then Pure Love Saber.

A Red House Girl had already taken off her brothel clothes, hidden among the crowd, intending to hear what Old Demon Duan really intended to do.

Upon hearing these so-called Heroic Orders, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Expecting Jianghu people to refrain from raping or killing is simply wishful thinking; what do they practice martial arts for, are they supposed to farm?

A Jianghu Guest with trembling courage voiced the same doubt, asking, "Then what’s the point of us practicing martial arts?"

The Murong brothers were visibly startled, and replied, "You can become heroes, being a hero means to eliminate the strong and support the weak, to seek justice. Damn it if said three times, when we are here, there will be justice!"

"Plus, martial artists should not rape, kill, steal, or rob, but they can farm themselves. Every winter, outside Wangchun City, there are people dying of starvation; those practicing martial arts surely can’t be worse at farming than those who don’t practice martial arts, right?"

Upon hearing this, the Red House Girl truly laughed.

If they are really made to farm, it can be said that there will be no Jianghu people here.

Not to mention those like her, who aim to return to the Heavenly Court, achieving the great path through raping, even ordinary martial artists would find not raping and killing more unbearable than being killed themselves.

The Murong brothers recalled their discussion with Duan Yun and continued, "Also, in the future, in the area of Wangchun City, under the protection of us Young Heroes, farming shall be tax-free!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a tsunami of cheers erupted.


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