Duan Yun imrsed himself in the icy river water.
The riverbank barely had any lights, and once he entered the water, it was as if he had arrived in another world.
A world like the Netherworld.
The river water was very clear, with the water plants below softly swaying.
As Duan Yun swam at the bottom, gazing upward, he could see the dazzling starry sky.
Tonight wasn’t moonless with a high wind, but it was still suitable for killing.
The Young Hero never complained about the environnt; no conditions, just create so.
The cold water covered his body, yet his emotions remained excited.
No matter how many tis he’s upheld justice, he always felt fresh and exciting, just like the first ti.
Now Duan Yun had long mastered the Cultivation Technique of breathing through his pores; swimming in water, he wasn’t much different from a real fish.
The river water was like a mirror; looking from here, the scenery at the bank was sowhat distorted but still very clear.
The fish in the water watching the people at the bank, is this the kind of vision they have?
Duan Yun swam, feeling the experience fresh; changing perspectives to observe the world made the entire universe seem transford.
This Qinghe City near Golden Mountain is the busiest place within hundreds of miles.
During the day, the riverbank is bustling; at night, it’s very quiet, while the water feels like a Netherworld.
Especially ahead at the riverbank, there’s a house with a red lantern hanging in front.
The red lantern reflecting in the water, a dreadful crimson, made it look even more so.
Swimming in the water, Duan Yun couldn’t help but feel a chill emanating in this environnt.
He nestled among a cluster of water plants, wanting to see which Evil Demon had the nerve to hang a red lantern.
It didn’t look like a wedding or festive decoration; just hanging a single red lantern is akin to a shady inn not lighting up at night, clearly problematic at first glance.
Duan Yun floated there, waiting.
He didn’t expect to actually wait it out.
A young man hurriedly arrived at the door.
With a guilty look, he glanced around, took down the red lantern from the door, and knocked.
The knocks were three heavy, four light—clearly so kind of coded signal.
Well then, it’s an underground organization.
A mont later, the door creaked open.
A hand extended, pulling the young man and the red lantern inside.
Was a "ghost" inside grabbing people?
For a mont, Duan Yun’s curiosity surged.
This Qinghe City seed calm on the surface but with turbulent currents beneath, hiding countless secrets.
Silently erging from the water, he leapt onto the nearby willow tree.
From here, he could see the light of the red lantern over the yard wall.
He shook with True Qi, causing the water on his body to silently evaporate like mist.
Then, Duan Yun silently crossed through the mist, entering the courtyard.
His body was light and silent upon landing, nearly indistinguishable from a ghost.
He wanted to see what evil deeds this secret organization was committing.
If he caught them red-handed, those deserving death would die; he’d killed enough tonight and wouldn’t mind more.
Ahead, the red lantern’s light swayed as if a ghost was baring its claws.
In the dim courtyard, it appeared eerie and grim.
Duan Yun approached, peering inside through the window gap.
The next instant, his vision blurred.
Inside, evil deeds were indeed unfolding, with significant wickedness!
He saw a woman, not wearing clothes, lying there with the red lantern in her mouth, while the young man surfed on her, causing the lantern to sway.
"Ah? Turns out this red lantern is for flirting?"
Duan Yun felt slightly embarrassed for a mont.
That woman’s actions were wicked; such matters seed evil to children but weren’t truly heinous. As a Young Hero, he seed more like a voyeur.
Just as Duan Yun prepared to leave, voices drifted out from inside.
"Dark Red, I love you!"
"Since you married Hong Mingtian, I’ve thought of you every day!"
"He’s just a Red Tower Mountain elder, why won’t you elope with !"
The young man exerted even more force.
Standing outside, Duan Yun felt it was rather stimulating.
Turns out it’s an affair.
It can only be said that both n and won can play; in their hands, a red lantern can be a secret signal to enter, yet also a tool for flirting.
"Red Tower Mountain elder?"
Upon hearing this, Duan Yun did not leave.
Truthfully, he hadn’t determined the next Heroic Change target; now, he thought Red Tower Mountain could be worth a try.
He wanted to see how this sect, profiting from selling opium, operated and how their cultivation technique was, seeing if it was andable.
However, he’d also learned that since Red Tower Mountain was already lucrative, they weren’t short of money, thus recruiting disciples harshly.
To enter, you must smoke ten of their "Red Tower Springs" to qualify.
The thing looked addictive; rather than recruiting outer disciples, it seed more like controlling people with opium.
Of course, Duan Yun hadn’t experienced it firsthand; this was rely his guess.
Then, a woman’s soft words floated from inside.
"Mingtian treats well, don’t speak of him this way, oh!"
Clearly jealous, the young man exerted even more force.
"We were childhood sweethearts, innocent and long betrothed, yet you’ve not thought of my feelings!"
Faced with his questioning, the woman teasingly replied, "I enjoy watching you sulk, honestly, before you were ordinary to ; I see it’s only after I married that you fancy more."
"Indeed! I fancy you this way! Doing such things secretly with alone." The man gasped heavily.
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