Overcast skies, a carriage, flashes of lightning.
Fan Gao’s entire face was also flickering with the light, as if he was on the set of a horror film.
"Ah!"
As he cried out, the crackling lightning disappeared.
Duan Yun withdrew his hand.
Gasping for air, Fan Gao said, "Young Hero Duan, I feel much better now."
Duan Yun nodded and responded, "The poison in you should be nearly cleared, just rest and recover from here on."
Earlier, they had found nurous antidote vials in Jade Guanyin’s secret chamber.
The poison afflicting Fan Gao was clearly of a cold nature, and among those vials, there was one with a fiery dicinal herb.
While Duan Yun protected his heart ridian with True Qi, Fan Gao took the dicine and after three days of relentless purging, the poison was neutralized.
However, the poison had lingered in his body for so long that it had caused considerable damage to his organs. Duan Yun was now using electrotherapy to resuscitate him.
It was also a way for him to practice.
Now, his dical skills, excluding gynecology, boiled down to two main thods: inducing cold shivers in a person, using spiritual communion to detect symptoms, and using electrotherapy to stimulate flesh and organs, restoring their vitality.
Especially when that demon electricity was in motion, the effects were the best.
Yet, controlling it after it started rotating was difficult; even he couldn’t manage perfect control at the mont.
At this point, Duan Yun asked, "What outco do you desire from this ordeal?"
Fan Gao replied, "All these years have passed, yet I still feel so angry."
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Then demand money, and threaten lives."
Hearing the words "threaten lives," Fan Gao shook his head and said, "Young Hero, to threaten lives is still too extre. After all is said and done, it isn’t them who did the harming."
Duan Yun proposed, "Fine, then make those above you lose a hand and a leg each."
"Ah?"
"Stop with the ’ahs.’ This is the bottom line. Those who don’t treat their workers as humans should be hung from street lights," Duan Yun replied.
Thereafter, Duan Yun returned to his carriage.
These days, Fan Gao, together with a pile of money scavenged from Yellow Jade Island, played the role of guarding the treasure.
Sitting in the carriage, Duan Yun sipped on fine wine brought from Crescent Bay, reflecting on the experiences at Yellow Jade Island and contemplating the Martial World.
Clearly, the Martial World, indeed the entire world, was diseased.
Why had it beco this way?
Those practicing martial arts committed adultery and murder. Those who haven’t mastered the skills eagerly try to, and after mastering, they continue with both vices, even regarding being victimized as natural and just.
This was the sickness of the Martial World, and the people were sick, too.
And yes, there were also the cultivation techniques.
Many cultivation techniques, good and bad, circulated throughout the Martial World, so downright Evil Skills, yet too many people lacked self-awareness and still practiced them, becoming abnormal as a result. Unlike him, who was well-aware of his exceptional martial artistry, no matter how he practiced, he remained normal.
The worst part about these Jianghu people was that though they were the abnormal ones, they slandered him, a man with a just heart, branding him as a madman, an Evil Demon.
Since there’s a problem with the cultivation techniques, why not start from there?
When he had just started his journey, Duan Yun had entertained the thought of teaching martial arts to the world.
If everyone practiced orthodox cultivation techniques like his, which would not affect one’s character, perhaps the world would have fewer madn.
Even if there were still many practicing Evil Skills, with more Heroes like him training in orthodox techniques, they would be able to suppress the evil and strike down the crooked path!
Unfortunately, the Martial World held too many prejudices against him, with many still calling him an old demon, fearing him and his cultivation techniques.
He felt it was necessary to integrate himself into the Martial World.
The Naless Young Hero carried the term "Naless" so if many Jianghu people held prejudices against him, then he could infiltrate their ranks with the identity of an unknown Jianghu person and with that sa identity, work to change their opinions and techniques.
Gradually, Duan Yun had a rudintary plan for spreading martial arts throughout the world.
It couldn’t be a blunt dissemination of techniques; it required a more subtle approach.
If he openly declared that he, Young Hero Duan, was teaching the techniques, those biased against him would surely avoid it. But what if he were just a disciple of an ordinary sect?
As a disciple of a sect, he could demonstrate extraordinary martial talent within the sect, discovering a new aspect of the sect’s techniques.
If it ant becoming stronger, wouldn’t his fellow disciples and masters be inclined to practice this "new" technique he had discerned?
This is what he called "Cultivation Technique Heroism."
As long as he deeply imrsed himself in the Martial World, with his Extraordinary Wisdom, he could instill heroism in the techniques throughout the Martial World. Even Evil Skills could beco orthodox and even heroic. Wouldn’t that reduce the dark sects and techniques in the Martial World, possibly even producing more Heroes filled with Heroic Spirit?
Imagine the vast Martial World, with a large portion of the Jianghu people exclaiming, "I want to be a Hero!" engaging in acts of chivalry — that would be the martial chivalrous era he longed for.
You know what?
You know what?
The more Duan Yun thought about it, the more feasible it seed.
If he was willing to put in the effort, this would ultimately be a Martial World filled with Heroes.
As Duan Yun pondered these things, he couldn’t help but look towards Shen Ying sitting opposite him.
Shen Ying suddenly clutched her chest and said, "Why are you looking at like that?"
Duan Yun kept his gaze on her, confused, "You seem different sohow."
"What’s different?" Shen Ying inquired.
"Back when we fought Jade Guanyin, you seed different sohow, but I can’t quite put my finger on how," Duan Yun stated, puzzled.
At this, Shen Ying beca instantly alert.
He must be referring to her bust; when her potential erupted, so did her bosom, reverting to its normal state.
After that, she reverted, but who would have thought he’d notice.
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