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

Chapter 888 469: How Can My Divine Sword Remain Overseas Forever (Part 2)

Don't cut in line! Don't cut in line! Otherwise, you might get your whole family killed.

Feng Ling'er still hadn't recovered from the shock and said, "You mean tonight, right now?"

After all, it was twilight already.

Duan Yun nodded and said, "Of course, time waits for no one. I fear my enemies might grow old."

Feng Ling'er said, "But we're not ready yet."

Duan Yun said seriously, "But I am ready!"

Feng Ling'er said, "One way or another, you'll need a ship, a sea-faring ship."

Duan Yun said, "Can't we just fly over directly?"

Feng Ling'er said, "Technically, you do have the ability to cross the sea, but only if you can ensure the direction is correct. I've heard that there are Black people in Hai State precisely because decades ago, a ship setting off from Hai State veered off course and floated for a long time, thinking they were about to reach the world's end, and instead found a world full of Black people."

Duan Yun wasn't great at geography in his previous life, but this much was common sense; he knew Feng Ling'er made a lot of sense.

At least for now, no Black people are cutting in line, so he doesn't have to wipe out any Black families.

Feng Ling'er continued, "Moreover, if you're going to kill someone over there, you need to find a guide. You can't communicate there, so how do you find someone's family?"

Duan Yun said, "You do have a point."

"In a month and a half, I'll have a big enough ship ready; then you can set out," Feng Ling'er stated.

"What would I need a giant ship for?" Duan Yun said.

"If I'm not mistaken, the family you want to kill is probably rich. Once they're dead, do you want their treasures to be left overseas?"

Duan Yun realized, "You're right! How can I let my treasure stay across the sea? The bigger the ship, the better."

At this point, Duan Yun asked, "You know how to build ships?"

Feng Ling'er said, "I don't, but my mom does. I'll send someone to send her a message later."

At that moment, Duan Yun remembered Feng Ling'er's stunning mother.

The way she danced on the grave left a deep impression on him.

The next day, Feng Ling'er had settled the shipbuilding issue, and they decided to return to Yun State first.

This was Duan Yun's first time venturing out to sea; he didn't know when he'd return, so he had to arrange the affairs in the Heroic Land properly.

Having mastered the Blood Electric skill, Duan Yun's flying speed was now very fast, keeping pace with Feng Ling'er in a day.

They returned to Yuzhu Manor. Feng Ling'er, in a rather shocked tone, described how Duan Yun found the Thunder God and Mother and the Red House Mad Woman. Because he recalled names from his notebook, he took another trip to Hai State, where during the destruction of the Qinghong Building, he had a falling out with "Lord Hai" over cutting in line and soon had plans to kill another family across the sea. Everyone was shocked.

"What is it with you? You kill along your way, just finished off one batch, then a new enemy cuts in. Do you think your enemies are like leeks from a fertile field?" Brother Murong quipped.

You have to admit his metaphor was quite vivid, and on second thought, it was slightly terrifying.

The image that popped into their heads was probably Duan Yun holding a massive sickle standing in a field where human heads would automatically emerge.

These heads were mainly his enemies; the moment they peeped out, they were cut down, again and again, and so Duan Yun holding the sickle had a sense of harvest happiness.

Isn't this scene bizarre and vivid?

Duan Yun explained, "As a Young Hero, I can't tolerate any sand in my eyes. Plus, this time, going out to sea to kill an enemy is one aspect, but I also have another task."

The Murong brothers, having kept pace with Duan Yun's rhythm, said, "Brother, you don't need to make excuses. They offended the Young Hero, and indeed, their whole family deserves to die; you need not explain."

Duan Yun said, "This isn't an excuse. Look at my sword."

At this point, Duan Yun pulled out his Huangshan Golden Sword.

The Murong brothers took a look and said, "This sword is cracked!"

As experts in using knives, the Murong brothers were also good at evaluating swords. A light touch of the hand was enough to see that this Huangshan Great Golden Sword had a crack.

"Cracked" meant that there were internal fractures, even if it looked fine on the surface, but once subjected to more force, it would likely shatter.

This was discovered after Duan Yun's fierce battle with the Thunder God and Mother.

Both their electric powers were constantly bouncing and splashing on the sword.

This Huangshan Great Golden Sword was already considered a top-tier sword, but Duan Yun had pushed it to a high intensity, and the fact it lasted this long proved its quality.

The famed saber and Wen Rou were fine, likely because they were both exceptional top tier models, also because they were two of them. Duan Yun often switched them, like rotating work shifts; thus, they could last for decades until worn out and retired.

Shen Ying asked puzzled, "Why do you have to go so far to find a sword?"

Duan Yun said, "Remember the Source Palace Noble?"

Feng Ling'er immediately reacted and said, "You mean those two Divine Swords capable of reaching the heavens and the Netherworld!"

Earlier, Duan Yun defeated that Source Palace Noble and not only learned the "Dream Building Skill" but also got some additional information.

That is, this noble claimed to have always lived in the Heavenly Palace, but later had to use two Divine Swords to cut open a path, allowing him to descend to the mortal world.

According to the Source Palace Noble, those two Divine Swords were left in Fusang, in the hands of someone named Great Heavenly Dog.

This trip across the sea was conveniently on the way.

A Divine Sword of his own couldn't be left in someone else's possession forever.

At this moment, Ziyu pondered, "You mean this time, you're not only going to mess with God Jue, but also to ask Great Heavenly Dog for the sword?"

Duan Yun nodded, "It's practically on the way."

"Do you know what kind of people God Jue and Great Heavenly Dog are?" Ziyu asked.

"Do you know?" Duan Yun replied.

"Of course I do. God Jue is the Sect Master of the Jue Tian Sect, one of the three major sects of Fusang, self-styled as a Heavenly God. He and his clansmen—no, I should say his offspring—are very aggressive, seemingly born with a liking for expanding everywhere, as seen in their expansion in Hai State."

Shen Ying pondered, "Clansmen, offspring? What do you mean?"

Ziyu explained, "The clansmen of God Jue can essentially be considered his descendants because he claims to be a Heavenly God who wants to make the divine bloodline great again. Thus, he spreads his lineage everywhere, reportedly having over a thousand children on Fusang Island alone, with more unknown outside. Within the Jue Tian Sect, from the elders in charge to the new disciples, they're basically all his children."

The Murong brothers couldn't help but gnash their teeth, "Having so many children, how many Fusang maidens has he ruined! He deserves to die, that scoundrel!"

Yes, compared to that, even their worst father seemed almost innocent.

Duan Yun quipped, "So, he claimed to be a direct son of God Jue, and I thought he was someone important, but he's just one-thousandth of them?"

At this point, Ziyu involuntarily puffed out her chest and said, "I absolutely must go this time."

Feng Ling'er questioned, "Why do you have to go? Do you have a reason?"

This matter had been entirely driven by her, so what right did this woman have to insert herself?

Ziyu said, "Because I know more about Fusang than you do."

Feng Ling'er retorted, "You know more than me? Where did you hear such nonsense?"

Ziyu said, "Too lazy to explain to you, I'm also fluent in Fusang language."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yun perked up and said, "You're fluent in Fusang?"

"Of course, yoshi, da da, konnichiwa, suimasen, ik! Yamei, yamete."

At that moment, Ziyu started to show off her Fusang language skills, and Duan Yun immediately said, "Say no more, it's you!"

Ziyu jumped up excitedly, "Gon'na be happy!"