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

Chapter 731 - 395: This Young Hero Will Smash All Demons and Monsters’ Teeth!

This cave is much smaller than the one they dug, forcing people to crouch as they move forward.

Ziyu followed closely, almost feeling she could smell the scent left on Duan Yun after he bathed with soapberry.

This scent gave her a little bit of comfort.

Suddenly, Duan Yun stopped in his tracks.

Ziyu quickly moved closer and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Duan Yun pointed to the wall of the cave beside them.

This cave was not symmetrical, and when Duan Yun carefully illuminated it with the Heroic Fire Lotus, Ziyu noticed many fine lines on it.

Suddenly, she discovered something and used her fingers to dig into the clay and stone.

A fish scale was pried loose.

Ziyu’s face turned pale.

A fish scale—was this cave made by a fish?

That matches the dream.

Without any hesitation, Duan Yun slid forward at a faster pace.

Wang Mazi was likely taken by the fish.

If they delayed, the probability of Wang Mazi surviving would become smaller and smaller.

The people protected by this Young Hero can’t die so easily!

Seeing Duan Yun sliding forward at great speed, Ziyu struggled to keep up, bending her body, stretching her long legs to accelerate forward. Fearing she couldn’t keep up, she abandoned her lady-like image, raised her hips, and scrambled forward on all fours.

The cave initially was level, then started to slope downward.

Ziyu feared falling behind, thus accelerated to follow Duan Yun, yet the distance between them widened.

In the next moment, what Ziyu feared happened.

Duan Yun was sliding forward, his fingers still aflame, but suddenly, the fire vanished.

Everything ahead turned dark, she didn’t bring any source of light, so she braced herself and pursued blindly.

Then she heard a splashing sound and felt a chill.

She finally understood why Duan Yun’s fire went out because this place was underwater.

She had plunged straight into the water.

The water wasn’t completely dark; there was a faint glow.

Vaguely, she could see plant life growing below, looking like waving hands.

Where was Duan Yun?

After choking on some water, Ziyu instinctively began the breathing technique.

For someone trained in the breathing techniques of the Martial World, drowning was unlikely.

Ziyu looked around in the water and vaguely saw a figure ahead.

Duan Yun was waiting for her!

Ziyu hurriedly swam over, and just then, the figure ahead moved forward too.

She was almost certain; it was Duan Yun waiting for her.

Ziyu didn’t swim slowly, but Duan Yun was faster, consistently keeping a distance from her.

The surrounding water had a ghostly azure hue, with aquatic plants below, adding an eerie feel.

Ziyu couldn’t help rubbing her eyes, suddenly having a rather frightening thought.

What if that’s not really Duan Yun up ahead?

Ziyu quickly shook her head, telling herself, "Don’t scare yourself again. If it’s not Duan Yun, could it be a ghost?"

Yet once this thought emerged, it became even more terrifying.

Because from that mysterious recurring dream, this was always a ghostly matter.

By this time, Ziyu increasingly doubted that the figure ahead was Duan Yun.

She looked around fearfully and realized she had lost her sense of direction in the water.

She hesitated whether to continue forward, thus slowing her pace.

As she slowed down, the shadow ahead also slowed down.

At this moment, she could vaguely see that figure beckoning to her.

Is that Duan Yun?

Ziyu, having rushed down from working on river excavation, didn’t bring her sword, lacking a sense of security.

She decided to get a little closer for a clearer look.

So Ziyu swam a short distance forward and then stopped.

Because she felt it wasn’t Duan Yun.

Duan Yun’s handsomeness and aura could be felt from tens of paces away, and she felt none of that now.

Not Duan Yun.

At this moment, Ziyu’s scalp tingled.

While she was in a daze, an even more terrifying thing happened; even though she didn’t approach, that thing was swimming towards her.

Ziyu dared not hesitate any longer, she turned to flee.

Upon turning back, she saw that creature swimming even faster, getting closer and closer.

"Green Jade, come out quick, it’s up to you now!"

Ziyu didn’t want to face such a frightening situation and thus called on her sister Green Jade to take her place.

But it wasn’t night yet, so Green Jade did not respond to her.

Gurgling....

When Ziyu wanted to forcibly awaken Green Jade using the Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword, she discovered that she was nearly out of breath.

She expelled a series of bubbles and swam upward.

With a splash, Ziyu surfaced, gasping for air.

As she caught her breath, she quickly looked underwater, fearing that the ghostly figure had already closed in.

Upon surfacing, the underwater scene became significantly blurrier.

Ziyu didn’t see the figure at first, and in the next moment, she turned her head and froze.

A pitch-black head bobbed on the water, appearing to be only a head, and locked eyes with her.

It was only then that Ziyu let out a scream.

At the same time, that head lurched forward, seemingly approaching her.

"Mother!"

Ziyu was so frightened that her energy was nearly expelled.

Panic flooded her as she flailed her arms, realizing she couldn’t swim properly.

With the head mere inches away, its face still wore a half-human, half-mocking grin, Ziyu felt her soul nearly scatter.

Just then, a shout of "Take this!" resounded.

A leg burst out of the water and struck the black head.

In that instant, Ziyu’s eyes lit up, so overjoyed she nearly cheered.

Because she recognized that leg.

The leg, well-muscled and perfectly streamlined.

Duan Yun’s leg!

The head, originally terrifying beyond compare, was kicked and deformed, instantly flying away like a cannonball.

Duan Yun erupted from the water with a splash and said to Ziyu, "What are you standing there for? Chase!"

Ziyu was a bit confused, thinking, "Chase?"

"Chase what? Chase a ghost? Who in their right mind chases a ghost!"

Indeed, even in the Martial Arts world, encountering a ghost typically left one to choose retreat or escape, rarely pursuit.

Such matters were terrifying to anyone.

The unknown was the source of terror.

Yet at this moment, Duan Yun performed the butterfly stroke, truly going after the ghost.

Ziyu snapped out of it, hurriedly performing the butterfly stroke to follow.

It fled, he pursued, and she followed; no escape was possible.

It turns out even ghosts fear wicked men.

After being kicked by Duan Yun, the ghostly figure madly dashed into the water.

"Hmph! Trying to run!"

Duan Yun’s speed was incredibly swift as he charged into the water, a toe strength unleashed a series of bullet-like water streams.

The shadow ahead noticeably shuddered, as if it soiled itself or didn’t.

But with that shudder, it clearly slowed.

As Duan Yun lunged, his feet spread wide, launching a Heart-to-Heart Clasp, clamping the shadow’s neck like a giant pair of scissors.

The shadow’s trembling body suddenly froze, entirely clamped dead.

After, Duan Yun stopped the Heart-to-Heart Clasp, maneuvering himself to lift the creature out of the water.

With a splash, Ziyu surfaced again to see Duan Yun lock the strange creature with his legs.

Only then did she thoroughly understand what it was.

It was the sculpture that spoke in dreams.

The dream’s evil being suddenly appeared in reality, instinctively frightening Ziyu, yet in that moment, with a thud, Duan Yun raised an elbow strike, smashing the black head until smoke rose.

"Speak! Where’s the human!"

"Speak!"

"Speak!"

"I said speak!"

During this, a few more terrifying elbow blows nearly cracked open the head.

"If you don’t speak, I’ll snip your head off!"

Saying this, his muscular legs visibly tensed, a clear sign of impending force.

The creature’s mouth quickly spewed a slew of "Abba Abba!" sounds, pointing ahead.

Duan Yun and Ziyu looked in the pointed direction, discovering an entrance ahead.

The entrance was half-submerged in water, half rock, leading to who knows where.

Seeing this, Duan Yun couldn’t help but gripe, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

"I told you to speak!"

"Speak!"

"Abba Abba Abba!"

Clearly terrified, the creature’s mouth quickly spilled these sounds.

"Why didn’t you speak! Are you mute?"

Duan Yun’s legs twisted like scissors, and in Ziyu’s view, the shadow’s head was forcibly severed, dropping into the water.

It glared at Ziyu, a look of unrest on its face.

Ziyu then looked at Duan Yun, who had just dispatched the creature, exclaiming, "Can you even do that?"