novelraw Chapter 889 470: For the Martial World's Justice, We Cast Everything Aside!
Chapter 889 470: For the Martial World's Justice, We Cast Everything Aside!
This time, Duan Yun wasn't sure how long he'd be away.
Because it was his first time going out to sea and his first time acting as a "Lord Hai," with little experience.
Hence, Feng Ling'er couldn't accompany him, because it was said that after she left with him, the public restrooms in Wangchun City got blocked, causing some disputes.
The cause was a new sect called the "Iron Gall Sect." Contrary to their name "Iron Gall," it's not their courage that got tougher but their feces that became nastier and tougher, blocking the public restrooms.
Moreover, the members of this sect particularly liked using public restrooms, as their sect's own restrooms were already blocked.
Who can tolerate the restrooms getting blocked every time they use them?
The Murong brothers could only prohibit the Iron Gall Sect from using the public restrooms, which seemed quite overbearing and attracted some criticism.
The main point from the Iron Gall Sect was that they were contributing to the Heroic Land. Many of their members were involved in unloading goods for the cause, so doing work and not being allowed to relieve themselves—who could stand that?
This was just one small matter that arose in Wangchun City, but Brother Murong complained there were many such things, tough for him to manage.
It could only be said that Feng Ling'er truly was talent for managing the city, sometimes absolutely indispensable.
Even during the one month or so that she was away, many in Wangchun City said, "Let the 'Young Hero's Lady City Lord' return." When she was around, there was no chaos.
Thus, Feng Ling'er, being such a talent, couldn't leave for the time being.
Upon hearing the title "Young Hero's Lady City Lord," Feng Ling'er was even more reluctant to leave.
She had to secure her position well.
Shen Ying also couldn't leave.
Because Duan Yun didn't know how long he would be gone, and as the head of the young heroes, once he left, Yuzhu group's strongest forces were only Shen Ying and the Murong brothers, and he was worried that the Murong brothers alone couldn't handle it.
Thus, the only one who accompanied Duan Yun on the journey was Ziyu.
Ziyu was naturally thrilled.
Since this river was dug, she had some leisure time and felt bored, long wanting to go out and seek inspiration.
Before hanging out with Duan Yun and the others, she was typically a prolific author, writing several volumes of "Huang," no, legitimate leisure books every year.
And here, she had been delayed.
Ziyu had long wanted to go to Fusang because she previously heard from a friend from Fusang, saying that the people's personalities there are rather bizarre, especially in terms of love, making it more suitable for her to gather inspiration.
That's also why she learned a fair bit of the Fusang language from her friend and knew some Fusang tales.
....
The wind, the biting wind blew against them, and Ziyu's long hair danced wildly.
"Ah, you're so fast! So thrilling!"
Ziyu clung to Duan Yun, appearing a bit flustered.
She felt her vision blur, and her skin formed goosebumps from the sheer speed.
That was a physiological reaction to intense stimulation.
Duan Yun unfolded his white and red lightning wings, naturally moving at an incredible speed.
It's just that the same trick, the same scene, the lines nearly identical, except the woman on Old Demon Duan's body had changed.
This feeling was fresh to Ziyu because she wasn't Shen Ying, the Murong brothers, or Feng Ling'er; she hadn't yet mastered the technique to fly to the sky, and definitely not at such speed.
For a moment, inspiration overflowed Ziyu's mind, already envisioning a scene where the heroine rides the hero in the sky, flying while love unfolds.
Writing such a plot would surely be called absurd, yet it was the reality before her.
After flying several hundred miles, Duan Yun landed and said, "Let's rent a carriage at the town up ahead."
Ziyu asked, "You're not flying anymore?"
"No more. Using blood electricity and demon electricity together makes me feel like I'm growing fur," Duan Yun replied.
Ziyu looked at Duan Yun, thinking thoughtfully, "Seems like you're fast in every sense."
Yes, flying fast, finishing fast.
Duan Yun, however, didn't catch the undertone; otherwise, he'd surely make this woman understand the meaning of "endurance"!
...
In Hai State, at the Blood Banner Sect, blood banners filled the land.
The Blood Banner Sect ranks among the top three long-standing sects in Hai State. When they killed, for every kill, they would insert a blood banner into the victim.
In the Martial World, people feared this greatly, for seeing such a flag felt like one's fate was sealed.
Now, the Sect Master of the Blood Banner Sect, Xue Qilin, stood solemnly before a man in pink robes.
The man left a big beard, his attire was a delicate pink, and if this were in Yun Yu and two states, many would regard him as a gentle man, well worth love and care.
But at this moment, this regional power, Xue Qilin, kneeled with a thud before the pink-clad man.
Then followed the sound of sharp smacks.
"Why!"
"Why!"
"Why!"
"Why did my brother have to die there!"
The pink-clad man roared.
The people of Hai State all knew the "Lord Hai" held a high status, especially a Lord Hai from Fusang, acclaimed as the pinnacle among Lords Hai, comparable to a Jade Girl among imperial sister figures, not an ordinary high position.
But even so, it was hard to imagine the Sect Master Xue Qilin would suffer slaps from Lord Hai.
It's known that Xue Qilin was nicknamed "Blood Qilin" in his youth, a ruthless figure who took vengeance for any offense, having once inserted over a thousand blood banners into a fellow martial artist to settle a grudge.
The man was riddled with flags all over, with even five or six flags in one eye, yet he survived, still struggling—enough to terrify at the sight.