After purging the demons, ca the more laborious task of searching the bodies.
The banquet hall was almost completely destroyed; when Duan Yun first mastered Love Unlimited, he blew up the top of the graveyard mountain.
Only part of this banquet hall, carved from within the cave, had collapsed, thanks only to Duan Yun using rely half his strength, and its own sufficient sturdiness.
But at a glance, large and small cracks were a shocking sight, the entire mountain seeming like shattered porcelain, liable to break at the slightest touch.
Just monts ago, those who could flee this place did so, and those who could not perished in the violent aftermath.
It is unknown whether those onlookers, who died trying to catch a glimpse of the experts’ duel, felt regret before or after death.
The Death Energy from the freshly dead continuously gathered towards Duan Yun, making the Dharma Image of Jade Sword Immortal more and more refined and lifelike.
After searching for a while, Duan Yun finally found a golden sword that looked very valuable, and a warped nine-toothed rake.
Though a novice in the Martial World, he knew these two weapons should be the most valuable.
...
When Duan Yun erged from the eting hall, the entire Zhu Yan Manor had beco deserted.
Upon his arrival, his indiscriminate killing had already terrified many; had not the Zhu Family’s strict rules and ruthless thods been in place, probably more than half would have fled.
Since the Manor Master had said he wanted to torture Old Demon Duan into inhumanity, and everyone had already heard about "Old Demon Duan," the more they heard, the more bizarre it sounded.
Until Old Demon Duan himself descended, the nightmare beca reality.
After the news spread that the Manor Master and his Lady were tortured and killed by Old Demon Duan, who here would dare stay?
After all, not everyone is a Bloodthirsty spectator.
The grand estate beca eerily empty, leaving behind only corpses.
Even as Duan Yun was clearing the battlefield in the manor, he would occasionally startle himself.
The manor, devoid of people and with bodies strewn about randomly, was quite terrifying with the winds rustling through the trees.
That he had caused this terror himself did not prevent Duan Yun from being scared.
After all, fear is innate.
Especially when he saw a body folded in half, with its head sticking out from the groin area and hanging from a tree as if watching him, Duan Yun’s scalp tingled for a mont.
He probably caused this as well, but it was too chaotic at the ti for him to rember how.
As Duan Yun searched through Zhu Yan Manor, he found that many places had been ransacked.
The scene was like monkeys scattering when a tree falls.
This was what Demon Zhu deserved, but it was sowhat inconvenient for Duan Yun.
Not to ntion travel expenses, just the cost of gathering information alone was a considerable sum of money.
With more looting here, he, the Young Hero, would acquire less.
Alas, it can be seen that Old Demon Zhu’s so-called female hero wives, the Zhu Family people, all turned tail and fled at the first sign of trouble, ungrateful and treacherous, certainly not good folk.
None even had the foresight to leave a little more for this Young Hero!
If he ever encountered them in the Martial World, he would have to slaughter them all!
As dusk approached, Duan Yun entered the sleeping quarters of Zhu Heimian.
The term "sleeping quarters" was used because the place where this guy slept was truly massive, with a beautifully-cultivated garden of flowers and bamboos, not much different from a palace.
But this place had clearly been looted as well, so Duan Yun stood in the room feeling its vast emptiness.
A once splendid palace had suddenly beco a cold and desolate space, with only a large bed and a thin blanket left, not even a pillow remained.
At this ti, even a person as composed as Young Hero Duan truly got a little angry!
"Damn it! They really didn’t leave a single hair behind!"
With a golden sword in hand, he swept his Sword Qi across the room!
The walls shattered, and even the fireplace used for winter warmth was cleaved open.
Duan Yun sighed and was about to go elsewhere when he suddenly noticed a hole in the fireplace, cut open by his Sword Qi and felt a soft current of yin air emanating from it.
The hole was pitch dark, with stone steps leading downward.
Holy shit!
A hidden chamber!
The standard plot of martial heroes novels!
Duan Yun’s extinguished hope was suddenly rekindled.
He stooped to pass through, noticing the precise structure that had been sliced open by his Sword Qi.
It was clear that this was the standard procedure for opening a secret chamber.
Because it was off the beaten path, the entrance was small, and Duan Yun forcefully enlarged the opening with his sword before stooping inside to descend further.
Down the steps into darkness, uncertain where they would lead.
Bloodstains faintly marked the tunnel walls, which looked chilling.
Duan Yun reached into his arms, picked out the Fire Stick essential for all Jianghu people, and directly lit it.
The fla illuminated the path ahead.
It was a relatively narrow stone passage, and Duan Yun walked deeper.
Along the way, oddly sized holes appeared on both sides of the pathway.
Upon closer inspection, Duan Yun’s hair stood on end.
To the left, standing in a pit, was a woman in a red dress, holding a Water Needle as if ready to strike!
But ultimately, she did not attack.
The Fire Stick’s light reflected off her pale and delicate skin, but her eyes were hollow, devoid of breath or heartbeat.
She was long dead, yet stood there as if still alive.
Duan Yun continued deeper, feeling a growing eeriness.
In the wall hollows on both sides of the tunnel, the bodies of won appeared one after another, so even with plaques.
"Mo Yu from Qianqing Mountain."
"Chen Qian, the female hero from Green Road."
"Li Yun from Floating Willow Mountain."
...
Though they had passed away long ago, their appearances remained vivid.
This reminded Duan Yun of the specins in the exhibition hall.
Yes, all these won were specins.
Looking at the won, who were displayed on the cave walls like deities, Duan Yun couldn’t help but feel his skin crawl.
These won were likely the female warriors who had once traversed the Martial World.
Zhu Heimian had a penchant for female warriors and had taken quite a few as wives.
These female warriors, like Chen Ying and others who complied with him, ended up becoming his wives. However, there were those who did not submit and were thereby hard by him and turned into specins displayed here.
This place was a secret chamber beneath Zhu Heimian’s sleeping quarters, his playground, yet a graveyard for the female warriors.
This pig was truly too evil!
It was also because he, a righteous young hero, traveled through ti too late and started his journey too late, otherwise there would have been fewer victimized female warriors.
Watching them, seemingly dead yet standing upright like living beings here, Duan Yun felt a twinge of regret.
In the end, these defiant female warriors who preferred death to submission were also his kindred spirits.
No wonder the number of young heroes, female heroes, and great heroes in the Martial World was dwindling. They were all hard by these mad and crazed demons.
At this mont, Duan Yun had climbed up a cave wall and removed the golden hairpin and golden anklet from one of the female warriors.
Demon Zhu was perverted, turning them into specins and adorning them in gold and jade, dressing them up to his liking.
Duan Yun removed these burdenso adornnts from the female warriors, realizing a sizeable pile had accumulated.
He placed them aside on the path and continued inward.
The light from the Fire Stick flickered; the passage lined with female warrior specins had co to an end.
Beyond that was a cave-like secret chamber.
In the center of the chamber stood a statue.
Clothed, it looked like a handso scholar, but when you gazed into its eyes, it appeared to be a Pig Demon.
While in human form, gazing into the eyes of the statue made it seem like a ferocious Pig Demon.
Duan Yun couldn’t suppress a sense of eeriness welling up within him.
He wondered if Zhu Heimian aspired to cultivate into such a being.
In front of the statue were remnants of incense and candles. Clearly, Zhu Heimian worshipped it.
Duan Yun continued inward to see if there were other valuables.
Having unshackled the female warriors lifted his spirits significantly.
Demon Zhu’s secret chamber was a place of horror and diabolical taste. His remaining wives might have known about this place but, perhaps due to ti or fear, had not ransacked it.
The secret chamber was not large, and soon Duan Yun reached the end, confronted by a vibrantly colored mural.
The mural depicted Demon Zhu’s ancestors stumbling upon a mysterious mountain villa in the mountains.
Within the villa stood a statue that was neither human nor pig.
Like the one behind him?
The Zhu Family began to worship the statue and cultivated the techniques found in the villa. Afterward, a creepy scene erged.
The mural depicted, at intervals, Zhu Family mbers who had made progress in their cultivation departing from the mysterious villa.
Though these individuals varied in size, gender, and attire, they all shared one striking similarity.
Their faces.
Each person had a face that was neither human nor pig, akin to the statue they worshipped.
At this instant, Duan Yun’s body was covered in goosebumps.
Could this be the secret behind Zhu Wumian’s cultivation?
Suddenly, he felt the statue behind him was not an inanimate object but a living, wicked being.
Out of the corner of his eye, Duan Yun’s sharp gaze noticed a small hole on the mural.
An inconspicuous hole, yet Duan Yun had spotted it.
Did it look like a keyhole?
Was there another secret chamber behind this, harboring even deeper treasures and secrets of Demon Zhu?
For a while, he couldn’t find the key.
But Young Hero Duan hadn’t used any key to enter this secret chamber.
In the next instant, Breaking Body Sword Energy overflowed from his fingertips.
The Sword Energy, fused with Death Energy, pierced into the small hole.
To find out if there was a secret chamber, all he needed to do was completely cut open this cave wall!
With a flick of Duan Yun’s finger, the tiny hole and the stone wall connected above it were instantly severed.
But in the next mont, there was a loud bang, and flas were ejected, prompting Duan Yun to hastily dodge.
In an instant, the entire cave wall burst into flas.
"Demon Zhu! F*ck your mother!"
Duan Yun was surrounded by Breaking Body Sword Energy, warding off the flas.
Evidently, he had triggered a trap, and this place was about to beco a sea of fire.
Demon Zhu was truly devious, unwilling to let this young hero acquire more of his treasures and secrets even in death.
The flas were mixed with thick black smoke as Duan Yun retreated!
Before leaving, he raised his hand, and the Breaking Body Sword Energy buzzed forth, shattering the statue’s body to pieces!
Afterward, he reached the corridor and used the Beiming Divine Skill to suction the jewels he had removed from the female warriors onto his person.
Finally, as smoke billowed and flas spread, Duan Yun eyed the fire and hastily took the jewels from the remaining female warriors.
With a loud bang!
Duan Yun was nearly blasted out!
His clothes, trousers, and boots were already burnt through, and half of his leg hair was scorched off—a substantial loss, indeed.
However, beholding the pile of jewels stuck to his body, he was still quite pleased.
Not too shabby a loss!
Amidst the surging flas, the female warriors turned into specins and were completely ignited, finally liberated.
And in the depths of the secret chamber, the flas raged even fiercer as the shattered statue toppled into the inferno, appearing to blink an eye...
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