novelraw Chapter 711 - 387: Then Goddamn It, Blast the Entire Martial World to Prove You’re Right!
Chapter 711 - 387: Then Goddamn It, Blast the Entire Martial World to Prove You’re Right!
Wangchun City is incredibly prosperous, with thriving industries related to eating, drinking, whoring, and smoking, but eighty percent of the people and businesses here are still related to the tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland outside.
It can be said that this is the foundation of Wangchun City’s prosperity.
So many people here are farmers.
No longer paying grain taxes, that’s news more shocking than not having to pay protection fees.
One must understand that the two burdens pressing on ordinary people are indeed protection fees and grain taxes.
Especially with grain taxes, during a bountiful harvest, you barely have enough left over to get by, with the rest being taken by the Mo Sect to do business, claiming it’s to build Wangchun City. Yet even entering the city incurs charges, and in times of disaster, if you can’t pay enough, you end up deeply in debt to the Mo Sect.
This debt doesn’t force people to sell their children but occasionally has someone come to extract something from you, all closely related to the Mo Sect’s research.
Now, not paying grain taxes anymore and keeping all the harvested grain, it gives a thrilling sense of happiness.
Yes, doesn’t this mean that through hard work, you won’t starve to death?
Without accidentally starving to death, or freezing to death, or falling into debt and having your organs taken, nor being suddenly assaulted and killed by martial world wanderers, is this even a life worth living?
Yes, because it’s so blissful and dreamlike, it leaves many with a sense of terror.
Is such a good thing really possible?
Upon hearing this, some local martial world wanderers in Wangchun City expressed dissatisfaction.
Strong dissatisfaction!
They feared Old Demon Duan and had already run away, fearing for their lives, but many still did not want to leave.
This place is not only their hometown, but also where they wielded power after mastering martial arts, engaging in all sorts of vices.
In the future, they won’t be able to do these things. So, what will they do?
Really go farm?
"Those farmers are happy, but what about us who are skilled in martial arts?"
Saying this, the person showed solid biceps.
Then, the Murong brothers added, "I told you, you can farm. I know someone in Lishui City who is skilled with bear paw strikes and excels in construction and pit digging. There’s plenty of wasteland outside Wangchun City, and with your strength, whatever you grow there will be yours."
"Also, within this Heroic Land, everyone is protected by a group of heroes. If anyone dares to provoke you or kill you without reason, even if they are a Heavenly King, we will deal with them."
"Once we’re less busy, if you truly have a chivalrous heart and perform well, we will teach you martial arts. Do you think your shabby skills can compare with ours?"
He spoke very arrogantly and smugly, yet others couldn’t easily refute him.
Because if their martial arts weren’t good, they wouldn’t be the ones speaking here now.
At this moment, someone excitedly asked, "Can we also learn fallen divine skills? My friend said he wants to have a child with me."
Everyone turned to look, and it was a big-bearded little fat guy wearing white socks. He was immediately thrown out.
Seeing the reaction from the martial world wanderers, the Red House Girl was already concerned.
Old Demon Duan forcefully occupied a city, but all he knew was to appease those country bumpkin farmers, failing to win the hearts of the martial heroes.
Not to mention whether the Mo Sect will retaliate, such discriminatory and abusive rules towards the martial world is opposing the righteous path.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Wangchun City under the surname of Old Demon won’t last through the winter.
Thinking of this, a sense of comfort came to the Red House Girl’s highly repressed heart.
Old Demon Duan’s success was distressing, but he would inevitably fail. That meant they would still win.
Completely win!
Forever win!
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded behind her—"You’re from the Red House, aren’t you?"
The Red House Girl’s heart skipped a beat. She turned around to see that handsome face and said with a trembling voice, "I’m not."
"You think I wouldn’t recognize you just because you’re wearing a disguise? Earlier, when Young Hero Murong was fighting, you were peeing mid-air," Duan Yun looked at her seriously.
The Red House Girl turned pale, realizing she had been outmaneuvered.
She thought Old Demon Duan would be focused on the Mo Sect today and not pay much attention to her.
Who would have thought, he must have been coveting her beauty, always watching her, plus being petty, leading to the current situation.
The Red House Girl forced a faint smile and said, "Today’s a grand day for celebrating the change of rulers in Wangchun City, you wouldn’t casually kill someone, would you..."
"Ah!"
Before she finished speaking, Duan Yun had grabbed her by the hair, bending her body like a bow.
Duan Yun looked at her pretty face and said, "A grand day belongs to the righteous, what’s it got to do with crazy women like you?"
"Did you forget that we have a grudge? Young Hero here always avenges his grievances, perhaps you’ve forgotten."
"Watch carefully, just now Young Hero Murong said the harsh punishment wasn’t vivid enough, allow me to add two more points."
Saying this, he jabbed a finger into the Red House Girl’s belly button.
In the next moment, the Red House Girl let out a scream piercing enough to burst eardrums, her crotch instantly exploded, urine gushing to the ground, creating a wave that sent her flying into the air, tumbling chaotically.
Upon landing, she was rolling her eyes, struggling to breathe.
Then Duan Yun, with fingers pinched and extended, shot out arm hair in a swish, piercing back into her body.
Planning to feign unconsciousness to muddle through, the Red House Girl suddenly sat up.
Immediately, she ripped off her clothes with a loud tear, frantically scratching her body.
"Itchy!"
"Itching to death!"
"Quick, relieve the itch!"
"Hurry!"
She wildly rolled on the ground, scratching herself until she was skin and flesh, her entire body convulsing as if in spasm, and at the most intense moment, her limbs sprawled on the ground while her head twisted backward, resembling a grotesque ghost in agony.
A cup of tea later, the Red House Girl was dead.
When she died, her eyes were wide open, her skin all over was damaged, looking like a terrifying specter.
The whole scene fell silent, nobody dared to breathe a word.
Duan Yun looked at the corpse and said, "Her body couldn’t handle it, her will was weak, someone stronger might last half a cup of tea longer."
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.
Are those even human words?
The martial world truly recalled his handsome Living Yama nickname, enveloped by fear of his demon reputation.
Indeed, Duan Yun displayed just two punitive methods and scared away the martial world wanderers who, harbored lingering hopes of finding an opportunity to stir up trouble.
Like Mo Sect disciples secretly seeking revenge for the Mo Sect elders.
Duan Yun’s expression softened as he said, "This is Heroic Land; there are many tasks yet unfinished, but doing them is better than leaving them undone. Heroic Land carries one thought—a place where people can live well and peacefully, free from vice and murder."
Here, we welcome kindred spirits from the martial world joining us in becoming respected heroes and heroines.
But if anyone stands in my way, I’ll make them understand the price!"
After saying this, Duan Yun then left.
He knew very well that to guard and manage this land wasn’t an overnight task—it needed not only high-level pillars but also numerous patchers and masons.
This was not something they could handle alone.
He could only deter with force, set rules, and cultivate an ethos.
An ethos that promotes living well and peacefully, free from disorder in the martial world.
Yes, if fewer people die from hunger, poverty, drugs, or murder by rape, if walking down the street or sleeping at home isn’t filled with fear of assaults or murder, then it will be successful.
Then it can be considered a piece of pure land.
After all, when he started out, he almost got assaulted just walking the road.
In the past two and a half years, he roamed south and north, traveled across many states, passed through numerous places, and deeply understood the preciousness of this peace.
This peace even clashed with the entire martial world.
Yet the more it clashed, the more determined he was!
He wanted to prove to the entire martial world that what Young Hero Duan was doing was absolutely right!
If the whole martial world disagreed, then he would fucking beat down the entire martial world to prove he was right!
Extraordinary Wisdom, I command you to break through for me!