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#205 - What? A great storyteller? A sutra debater for Duan Lao Mo? (Seeking monthly tickets and subs

With the rhythm of nine shallow and one deep breaths, Duan Yun quickly regained his strength.

The sky was already darkening, but he still didn't stop his heroic acts.

After all, the Thunder Maniacs of Little Thunder City weren't all dead yet.

Some of the unenterprising ones were still hiding.

So, he walked through the city, shouting, "Who knows where the Thunder Listeners are?"

His true energy was abundant, causing snowflakes to flutter, and his voice carried far.

The city was already in chaos, having heard that a madman with extraordinary martial arts had arrived, killing ugly dignitaries and Thunder Listeners, frightening countless people.

Heavens, daring to kill even the high and mighty dignitaries and Thunder Lords, just who is this person?

Afterward, even more terrifying news came: the sect leader of the Thunder God Mother Sect had been killed by that madman.

In the hearts of all the people of Little Thunder City, the sect leader was a true living immortal, the earthly incarnation of the revered Thunder God Mother.

Killing even the Thunder God Mother's people, is he even human?

Is there still any law?

So, after this shout, the already noisy Little Thunder City fell silent, and several children who wanted to cry were hushed.

Duan Yun continued to shout, "Don't be afraid, I am a chivalrous hero, here to act on behalf of Heaven, to eliminate harm for the people."

This voice continued to drift out, scaring people even more.

"Rest assured, this time I will kill them all, returning Little Thunder City to peace. My, Duan Yun, chivalrous reputation is well-known."

Little Thunder City's environment was isolated, and the outside world was fraught with danger, so ordinary people never had the chance to leave.

But the Thunder Listeners here often traveled outside to listen to thunder.

So, upon hearing the name "Duan Yun," the remaining members of the Thunder God Mother Sect turned pale.

It's over.

It's the Duan Devil!

The Duan Devil's love for holding grudges was notorious.

They, the Thunder Listeners, generally listened to thunder honestly, at most killing some civilians to test their skills when they felt inspired by the Thunder God Mother's teachings, or grabbing some people to do experiments, never indiscriminately killing innocents.

They would only kill one family and wouldn't bother killing the neighboring one.

But these honest and law-abiding people didn't know why they had offended the Duan Devil.

The elders who went to seek revenge were killed one after another, and later the sect leader was magnanimous and didn't bother to pursue the matter, but this jinx actually came to their door to destroy the sect!

At this time, the husband of the couple who had been led around the streets like dogs had a flickering gaze, looking anxious and hesitant.

Finally, he suddenly opened the door and rushed to the street, saying, "Young Hero Duan, I know where an elder is hiding."

"Very good, lead the way."

Duan Yun looked at this person with an appreciative gaze.

The Fifth Elder of the Thunder God Mother Sect, Zhao Fadi, was the youngest elder and the most lecherous, as well as one of the sect leader's most admired elders.

Because his lechery was not limited to men and women, he even didn't spare animals, which perfectly aligned with the sect leader's philosophy of not being restricted by gender or beauty.

Recently, he had also fallen in love with stealing people, stealing his fellow disciples' "dogs."

That is, the couple who were being led around like dogs.

And through this, the husband knew his secret cave.

After passing several corridors, a rockery appeared in the courtyard.

The man said to Duan Yun, "The inside of this rockery is hollow."

With a boom, Duan Yun moved like lightning, rushing directly inside.

At this time, Zhao Fadi was still pleasuring himself with a snow leopard whose mouth was sealed.

There was no other way, the city was so chaotic that people were hard to find, so he could only use the snow leopard to warm his body.

But the next moment, he saw a figure flash past and appear in front of him.

"Zhao Fadi?"

A voice sounded, and Zhao Fadi instinctively said, "Huh?" The next instant, his body was pierced by the jade sword finger's sword energy.

However, this Zhao Fadi was also a ruthless person. Even though his brow and heart were pierced, he still swept out with the snow leopard, trying to escape.

Yes, after so many years of cultivation and the sect leader's personal guidance, his brain had long been accustomed to this kind of penetrating injury, and he had also learned a heart-shifting technique during the thunder listening process.

Now his heart was near his abdomen, and if he could cultivate it to perfection, his heart could even be on his butt.

But the next moment, his escaping body was enveloped in a cloud of black mist.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream rang out as Zhao Fadi was enveloped by the sword mist formed by the death energy breaking through his body, and he was immediately riddled with holes.

What terrified him even more was that the handsome young man grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.

With a crack, he was beheaded.

In his dying moments, he saw that husband, the husband who was a dog in his junior brother's place.

"So, you brought him here."

As soon as the words fell, he died.

Seeing that this person's vitality was so tenacious, Duan Yun was still not at ease, so he strung his head on his sword and left directly.

When the Fifth Elder's head was brought out by Duan Yun, many of the humble and lowly beautiful men and women in the city knew that this was their only chance.

"Young Hero, I know where a Thunder Big, bah, Thunder Maniac is hiding."

"And Li Dignitary! He killed my two twin daughters, saying he was taking them to refine pills!"

"Me! I know!"

For a time, an unprecedented act of acting on behalf of Heaven took place in Little Thunder City.

The beautiful people who had been tortured terribly were full of chivalry under the leadership of Young Hero Duan.

For the ugly dignitaries with ordinary martial arts skills, they could take them down themselves, tying them up for trial, and when facing the Thunder Maniacs, some even desperately dragged them down, waiting for Duan Yun to arrive.

Yes, they remembered the experiences of their humiliated family members being harmed and were willing to use their lives to seek revenge.

They didn't do it before because there was no hope.

But now, Duan Yun, the hero acting on behalf of Heaven, has arrived!

By nightfall, the Thunder Maniacs of Little Thunder City had been almost completely killed, and the rest were the ugly dignitaries waiting to be judged.

"He killed my sister just because my sister didn't lick his feet comfortably."

"You dead dog, I didn't!"

"Young Hero, you won't kill innocent people indiscriminately, right? I didn't!"

A Wang Dignitary with shifty eyes denied it when facing Duan Yun.

Duan Yun nodded and said, "Rest assured, this young hero will not wrong a good person."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on the top of the other person's head and sucked!

Before half a cup of tea's time had passed, Wang Dignitary's eyes widened, and he shouted, "I want to be a hero!"

"Since you want to be a hero, then you must have a clear conscience. Tell me, did you kill her sister?" Duan Yun asked.

Wang Dignitary asked doubtfully, "I guess I killed her. But, her sister was so beautiful, shouldn't she not be considered a person?"

The next moment, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

This trial lasted until dawn.

It can be said that as long as they were ugly, none of them were wronged.

Little Thunder City suddenly had less than half of its people left.

After all, there were many ugly dignitaries in this city, and even some with average appearances were vying to become dignitaries, wanting to be superior people.

Looking at the corpses that covered the entire street, Duan Yun had a strong sense of satisfaction and pleasure.

It was the taste of sin being cleansed and chivalry filling the heavens and earth.

Many people in Little Thunder City were crying.

Because they were already covered in wounds, on their bodies and in their hearts.

Now that justice had been served, there was a dreamlike sense of unreality, so they just wanted to cry.

So, there really are heroes in this world!

This life was like a long nightmare, and as long as they cried properly, this nightmare should end.

Duan Yun thought of the woman he had seen when he first entered Little Thunder City, covered in whip marks.

She was one of the countless victims of humiliation.

He didn't see her. Maybe she listened to him and hid, or maybe she was crying or rejoicing in some corner.

But here, this matter should also come to an end.

Duan Yun searched again, even digging open the butt of the Thunder God Mother's statue, but didn't find much.

The Thunder God Mother Sect focused on listening to thunder, and apart from engraving thunder patterns on their skin, they left behind almost no martial arts secrets.

It can be said that they were a group of madmen who lived by listening to thunder.

In the morning, Duan Yun walked on the street, and people were constantly kneeling and saluting to him.

Honestly, he wasn't used to this.

He only hoped that someone would sincerely call him Young Hero, and not treat him like a savior or even an emperor.

At this time, a rooster crowed in Little Thunder City.

Duan Yun heard the sound of snow falling from the trees.

Suddenly, he missed Jade Pearl Mountain Manor a little.

He missed Xia Touying, the Murong brothers, and the Murong brothers' sister.

He wondered if the Murong brothers had properly taken back the decorations for his luxurious cellar.

Yes, he wanted to go back.

He missed his friends.

In any case, this should be the longest journey he had ever taken as a young hero.

After all, it spanned three states.

It was so exhilarating to act chivalrously, but he should also have friends to share his joy with.

So, after wandering around the city again and making sure there were no fish that had slipped through the net, Duan Yun decided to leave.

And there were quite a few people who wanted to leave with him.

After all, Little Thunder City was too isolated, and some of the good-looking ones were captured from the outside by the Thunder Maniacs to breed slaves.

Of course, there were also people who didn't want to leave, especially some who were close to being ugly but hadn't committed any major crimes. They actually enjoyed certain privileges here.

They felt that this place was still okay, and even resented Duan Yun's arrival a little, but they didn't dare to show it.

And the rest all wanted to leave.

They couldn't escape before because the snowy mountains were dangerous enough, but now that they had Young Hero Duan, they could finally leave, and some could even go home.

After giving the people of Little Thunder City some time to prepare, Duan Yun left with them at noon.

There were quite a few people, at least two or three hundred, a long string of them.

Duan Yun still didn't see the woman covered in whip marks.

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But he didn't think much about it, after all, everyone has their own choices.

So, soon, Little Thunder City became even quieter, leaving only some ugly people who weren't particularly ugly.

At this time, someone realized that the ugly dignitaries had been almost completely killed, and they had become the ugliest people, but all the good-looking people had left, so there was no point in them being ugly here.

Yes, there were no good-looking people to make them superior.

Almost at the same time, there was a snap, the accumulated snow moved, and a person crawled out of the charred soil under the snow layer.

A very good-looking woman.

She was Chen Yun, the woman covered in whip marks that Duan Yun had seen.

When she was following Duan Yun, watching Duan Yun and the Red Mansion woman duel with the bloodthirsty audience, but was unable to help, she was struck by an electric sword.

She thought she was dead, but she didn't expect to come back to life, and her whole body felt light.

Chen Yun couldn't help but look down and was surprised to find that the whip marks on her body had faded a lot.

What's going on?

Chen Yun walked blankly towards the city and happened to meet some people burying corpses.

Only then did she learn what had happened and was filled with deep gratitude towards Duan Yun.

A group of Little Thunder City people who had now risen to become the ugliest suddenly saw Chen Yun, such a good-looking survivor, and their eyes couldn't help but flicker with light.

"Chen Yun, Young Hero Duan has already left with the others. You definitely won't be able to leave alone. You can only stay here."

"Hehe, how did those dignitaries beat you back then?"

As he spoke, a man leaned over with a lewd look in his eyes.

The next moment, there was a muffled bang.

The burly man flew out, his nose broken.

Chen Yun looked at her fist, somewhat surprised.

When she was walking on the road just now, she noticed her changes. Her footprints on the snow were much shallower than before, similar to some Thunder Listeners with superb skills.

She didn't expect that her punch would be so powerful, as if she had divine power.

She glanced at the others, and the group of people who had been eager to try all avoided her gaze.

After that, Chen Yun left.

Even if she couldn't follow Young Hero Duan's footsteps, she had her own path to take.

At night, thunder rumbled.

With a boom, a lightning bolt struck the statue of the Thunder God Mother.

The next moment, the red nose twitched, and the statue, which was originally made of clay, stood up shakily.

It was shaking because it didn't seem familiar with this body, and because its butt was broken.

Duan Yun had dug open the butt of the statue in order to find secrets and such.

The Thunder God Mother statue walked in the night with its broken butt swaying, which was terrifying.

Finally, it stood in front of a large pit.

That was where Yan Rufeng, the sect leader of the Thunder God Mother Sect, had died.

The next moment, the red long nose was raised, and lightning spread all around.

For a time, the lightning seemed to turn red, as if carrying blood.

These sounds of thunder mixed together, as if people of both genders were speaking -- "My good earthly incarnation!".

In Stone Pagoda City, a storyteller was telling the story of the Duan Devil in the most prosperous area of the city.

The story of Duan Devil going to Little Thunder City to kill a lot, specializing in killing ugly people, and cruelly killing honest Thunder Listeners, compiled by the bloodthirsty storyteller Xiao Xue, had already spread throughout Thunder State, causing a sensation in the Thunder State martial arts world.

Many people who had used the Thunder God Mother Sect to suppress Duan Devil in the past were slapped in the face and stamped their feet in regret.

What strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, Duan Devil was ruthless and even scattered the ashes of the local snake overnight.

"Is it a sin to be born ugly? Should one be killed just because one is born ugly?"

"Duan Devil has lost his conscience and killed all the ugly people in Little Thunder City! I'm ugly, and I don't accept it!"

A group of ugly listeners nodded in agreement.

"In my opinion, the ugly heroes of the Jianghu should unite and not let Duan the Old Devil run wild."

Bang!

At that moment, a beautiful woman suddenly stepped forward and overturned the storyteller's chair.

"What are you doing?" the storyteller angrily asked.

A group of rather ugly listeners were also furious.

After hearing what the storyteller said, some of them already had the idea of becoming storytellers themselves, wanting to spread the evil deeds of Duan the Old Devil so that ugly experts would know and kill or eliminate Duan the Old Devil, so they could have a clear world.

But now, a beauty was actually causing trouble; how could they not be angry?

Chen Yun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she said, "You're talking nonsense! Utter rubbish!"

"I got the latest information from my colleagues, guaranteed to be true! How is it rubbish?" the storyteller retorted, sporting a large nose and a confident expression.

Chen Yun countered, "How is it rubbish? I'm from Little Thunder City, and I personally witnessed Young Hero Duan upholding justice. How could you know better than me?"

"Hahahaha, did you hear that? This woman actually calls Duan the Old Devil a young hero, hahaha... Duan the Old Devil indiscriminately kills ugly people, and she still wants to call him..."

Bang!

The storyteller flew out.

He fell to the ground, his large nose completely crooked, bleeding profusely, unable to even crawl.

This woman is a master!

The crowd was shocked. Two ugly men who had been angry earlier wanted to slip away, but Chen Yun had already shouted, "Whoever dares to run, I'll smash their nose!"

An ugly man turned his head, painfully saying, "Girl, my old mother is pregnant, and I need to go back and take care of her."

"Sit down!"

With this roar, everyone in the teahouse immediately sat up straight!

"Today, this lady will tell you all a good story about Young Hero Duan's chivalrous deeds, upholding justice, and saving Little Thunder City! Whoever dares to leave before finishing the story, I'll beat them to death!"

"That's right, not even to pee! Listen to Young Hero Duan's story, no peeing allowed!"

In recent days, Chen Yun had been wandering around Leizhou after leaving Little Thunder City.

And after learning that Duan Yun had already left, she was only left with sadness and gratitude.

She had thought about following in his footsteps, but thinking about her own scarred body, she felt unworthy.

Today, after hearing the storyteller spout nonsense, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Through her observations over the past few days, she knew that rumors about Young Hero Duan had been spreading for quite some time, all thanks to these rotten storytellers.

So at this moment, she suddenly had an epiphany and found her own path.

This world is already so unfair, and some people insist on adding fuel to the fire, turning rumors into truth.

Since there are so many shameless people slandering Young Hero Duan, then she will defend Young Hero Duan!

She will also become a storyteller, a storyteller exclusively for Young Hero Duan!

When Chen Yun told her own experiences, especially when she talked about the evil deeds of the ugly nobles in Little Thunder City and the torture they suffered, many people gnashed their teeth and shed tears. And when she talked about Young Hero Duan piercing the ugly nobles and Thunder Lunatics with a long pole, striding alone towards the Thunder God and Mother Temple, some people even cheered.

This was mainly because Chen Yun really knew how to tell stories, telling them with vivid emotion and making people feel very involved.

Because this was a depiction of half her life.

After Chen Yun finished speaking, people left either quickly or slowly. The quick ones were rushing to pee, and the slow ones were still savoring the story.

Compared to the storyteller whose nose was broken, they were more willing to believe this story of Young Hero Duan.

After all, Chen Yun mentioned too many details that storytellers couldn't talk about, proving her identity as a local of Little Thunder City.

Chen Yun let out a long breath. At that moment, a man walked over.

He knelt down in front of Chen Yun with a thud.

Chen Yun was surprised and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Miss Chen, I also want to tell stories, to learn from you and tell the story of Young Hero Duan's chivalrous deeds!" the man said excitedly.

Chen Yun shook her head and said, "Learning to tell stories like me will offend many people, and you might even die!"

Yes, not everyone had her experience, and not everyone could carve Young Hero Duan's name on their thigh like her to show their determination.

"I'm not afraid! My wife was killed by the people of the Thunder God and Mother Sect!"

"Even if I die, I can't let Young Hero Duan be wronged!"

As he spoke, the man tore open his sleeve, revealing four bloody characters carved on it—"Young Hero Duan Yun."

This was what he had carved on the spot after hearing Chen Yun's storytelling, his heart no longer able to suppress his longing for his deceased wife and his gratitude to Young Hero Duan.

Yes, it was as if there was a force guiding him, wanting him to become a storyteller.

A storyteller who praises the young hero, a storyteller who praises chivalry!

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