Murong, who loved his sister dearly, really saw her being taken by Duan Yun into the cellar.
Although he did not understand why they were going to the cellar, nor how this gynecologist was supposed to treat his sister, what was strange was that Duan Yun really gave him a trustworthy impression.
When acting as a young hero, he resembled a Demon, but when acting as a doctor, he truly seed like one.
The sa feeling appeared in Shen Ying’s heart.
Thus, the two followed them to the cellar.
This cellar had been prepared by Duan Yun before, reinforced and widened on its existing foundation, and was quite spacious.
In Duan Yun’s words, it could imprison ten sisters.
In the dim cellar, Duan Yun lit an oil lamp.
The way he carried the white-haired Witch into the depths made him seem less trustworthy.
He seed more like a Demon.
The next scene literally blew Murong’s mind.
Because the way Duan Yun looked a mont ago was like a Demon, his current image was definitely that of a Demon.
He saw electric light erge from his palm and suddenly press on Fu Wanjun’s head.
"You!"
"Don’t speak."
Duan Yun saw him getting agitated and spoke.
His palm continued to gently move over Fu Wanjun’s head and said, "Your sister indeed turned out this way because she practiced the Demon Technique."
"Is that so?" Murong nervously asked.
He was terrified that Duan Yun might suddenly emit a thick current of electricity and electrocute his sister.
"No problem, it just needs to be extracted," Duan Yun said while pressing on Fu Wanjun’s head.
His posture indeed looked sowhat like taking a pulse.
"Extracted? How?" Murong said again, his heart trembling with fear.
"Of course with my Absorption, cough, the Beiming Divine Skill!"
Saying so, Duan Yun splayed his fingers into a claw and firmly pressed down on Fu Wanjun’s head.
A strange suction force imdiately emanated from his palm, causing the white-haired Witch’s hair to flutter about.
For a mont, the oil lamp’s light flickered, casting Duan Yun’s face, as he absorbed from the white-haired Witch, in an intermittent light, exceedingly terrifying.
"You!"
Seeing this, Murong felt his heart jump to his throat.
This scene was too wicked and demonic; he was worried his sister might be absorbed to death by Duan Yun in an instant.
But Duan Yun was asured.
Compared to the previous tis when he aggressively absorbed from the disciples and elder of Thunder God and Mother Sect, this ti, Duan Yun was much gentler.
This was his sister-in-law, after all; he couldn’t rush.
Since realizing this "Beiming Divine Skill," the previous tis he helped cleanse people were sowhat hasty, so he hadn’t properly studied and developed the Cultivation Technique.
This ti was perfect, having an excellent test subject, he could refine the depth of his Divine Skill.
As for the question of whether his sister-in-law might have any issues from being absorbed, that was definitely not going to happen.
He was a one-in-ten-thousand Cultivation genius and a professional gynecologist, how could he possibly harm while healing.
True Qi from Fu Wanjun’s body slowly entered into his palm, and then into his body.
Compared to the crazy True Qi of the Thunder God and Mother Sect which contained the power of thunder and lightning, Fu Wanjun’s True Qi was more complex.
A part of her True Qi was normal, but another part had a twisted tension.
Like her hair which could coil like snakes and even bite.
Especially now, Duan Yun discovered an especially thick strand of True Qi, twisted and carrying a violent aura.
This was it!
The root of all problems!
Duan Yun’s brow slightly furrowed, and he started to apply more force!
The oil lamp light suddenly shook even more violently, nearly extinguishing, and at the spot where Duan Yun’s palm contacted Fu Wanjun, vortex-like ripples appeared.
Murong was sweating all over.
This was!
Suddenly, Duan Yun and Fu Wanjun both opened their eyes, and at the sa ti, shivered.
After that, Duan Yun raised his hand, and Fu Wanjun fell straight down.
"Shit!"
Murong rushed over imdiately, holding Fu Wanjun, and anxiously asked, "What did you do?"
Duan Yun replied seriously, "Healing her, it’s almost done."
"Then just now..."
"Duan Yun explained, ’At the critical mont of treating the illness, my thoughts suddenly aligned with those of the patient, and we both shivered together.’"
"Really? That’s it?" Murong asked nervously.
Duan Yun nodded and said, "I guess it worked."
"You guess?"
...
Duan Yun’s guess was very accurate.
An hour later, Fu Wanjun woke up.
Afterwards, she recovered a lot, at least mostly.
The most violent and uncontrollable True Qi within her was absorbed by Duan Yun, rendering her much more normal; at least she no longer acted like a deranged lover, obsessed with dismbering Murong to mourn her dead affection.
She looked at Murong with a trace of resentnt and said, "I won’t kill you, but I still hate you."
Murong bowed his head, not daring to respond.
As Duan Yun had diagnosed, following her calamitous involvent with Murong, resentnt inevitably brewed in Fu Wanjun’s heart.
Especially since Murong took no responsibility and chose to flee, this resentnt intensified.
In order to take revenge on Murong, she naturally doubled her effort in practicing the Mysterious Jade Heart Scripture that she had already cultivated to a certain level.
Initially, she just wanted to beat Murong and scratch his face to vent her anger, but as her cultivation deepened, she found it increasingly difficult to control her resentnt.
Especially upon learning that Murong had several close female friends, her resentnt surged uncontrollably.
Thus, she turned white-haired overnight, and her power greatly increased, becoming the "White-haired Witch."
In Fu Wanjun’s words, it was as if she suddenly had another self; the previous self that wanted to scratch Murong’s face beca weaker, while the self that wanted to kill him and destroy everything about him grew stronger.
She was once fearful and terrified, but these emotions quickly dissipated.
It was as though she had fallen into an endless nightmare, replaced by this new self, unable to struggle at all.
At this mont, Fu Wanjun stood up, bowing respectfully to Duan Yun, saying, "Thank you, Doctor Duan, for waking from this nightmare."
Duan Yun replied earnestly, "It’s a minor matter. I’ve already charged the dical fees to Murong."
"Hmph, he should pay for it!"
Murong lowered his head.
Then, Fu Wanjun looked puzzled and said, "But Doctor Duan, about my condition..."
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Don’t worry, you’ll be fine for a year or two. If you feel difficult to control, co see again, and after a few more treatnts, you’ll be completely well."
"Thank you."
Afterwards, Fu Wanjun prepared to leave.
"Wanwan," Murong said with a complicated expression.
"Murong, we have no relation anymore. Although we have the sa father, I am not your sister, nor am I from the Murong Family. I’m going back to my Sect. Goodbye!"
With that, Fu Wanjun left, very spiritedly.
In contrast, Murong appeared reluctant to let go, not at all dashing or manly.
Upon seeing this, Shen Ying said, "Can’t you, a big man, stop being so fussy?"
Murong, looking up at the sky with teary eyes, blurted, "You don’t understand how sweet we were once, and now how much pain I am in. This pain penetrates the bone, making it impossible for to..."
Seeing this, Duan Yun said, "I think he’s also sick."
Shen Ying agreed, "I think so too."
"Bring him down to the dungeon, let have a good look."
"Okay."
"No, no! I just want to feel the sadness and commorate my lost love."
"Ah!"
In Yuzhu Villa, a joyful atmosphere filled the air again.
...
At night, Duan Yun sat in his room, digesting the True Qi he had absorbed from Fu Wanjun.
It’s undeniable that this True Qi was truly aggressive, even evoking in him a violent desire to kill an unfaithful heart.
Fortunately, he didn’t have an unfaithful heart that had wronged him, so there was no need for killing.
However, Fu Wanjun’s situation served as a wake-up call for him; after the battle in the graveyard, the peace at Yuzhu Villa was rely montary.
After all, he had only killed the elders from the Thunder God and Mother Sect and Red House; there were still many formidable figures like Sect Leaders and Tower Masters, and although Peacock Demon was dead, who knows if there weren’t more demons eyeing this Young Hero.
After Murong practiced sword fighting, it was proven that he being a fallen man was intentionally fabricated, soone was scheming against him!
That person and their backing forces were extrely sinister, hiding behind the scenes, yet to surface.
Indeed, as long as Evil Demons are not utterly defeated, peace can never be perfect.
Thus Duan Yun decided to continue growing stronger to confront all possible enemies!
But how to beco stronger?
Hmm, it’s been a while since I’ve created a new Cultivation Technique.
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