Chapter 628: Chapter 628
Duan Yun and Little Yin came here and decided to stay for the night.
Because this is Qingzhou’s final city, beyond it lies the territory of Yu State.
Young Hero Duan wanted to wait here for someone to mess with him.
The people of Qingzhou kept boasting about how mighty the White Sock Divine Sect was, and how they would deal with those who opposed them. But after Guo Heavenly King died, this trend only intensified.
Young Hero Duan loved nothing more than shattering others’ pride.
This time, if the White Socks Sect dared to come, he would show the ignorant fools of Qingzhou how a young hero could single-handedly defeat the Demon Sect.
The two entered the inn and started eating and drinking.
Especially Little Yin, who appeared to be a beautiful young girl, ate quite a lot.
No choice, being a workhorse consumed too much energy.
During this time, she unknowingly felt herself getting much stronger.
Indeed, her abdomen was already showing signs of a six-pack.
It was all thanks to Old Demon Duan’s training!
If she, Little Yin, could keep climbing higher and getting stronger, once her sisters united, they could surely break free and soar, turning the tables on Old Demon Duan!
For a moment, with her mouth stuffed with meat buns, Little Yin’s gaze was determined.
But just as she was feeling resolute, a song suddenly echoed through the inn—"Will you come tonight? Is your love still there? If your heart has already left, I’d rather have no future..."
It was a peculiar melody, like a spring breeze brushing over cold land, filled with infinite tenderness yet tinged with sadness.
Initially resolute and ambitious to take down Old Demon Duan, Little Yin suddenly softened.
She thought perhaps it wasn’t worth doing such things; it seemed fine to just be a workhorse and enjoy the tranquility of life.
Duan Yun listened to the song and found the melody quite nice. The lyrics were straightforward, akin to a pop song, lacking any ancient charm, but the tune could transport people into a certain mood.
A kind of gentle mood where one no longer desired conflict and only wished to retire to the countryside with their beloved.
Originally, this inn gathered quite a few people from the Martial World, most being bloodthirsty spectators here to see the commotion.
They thought the same: If the White Sock Divine Sect wanted to regain face, this inn in Qingzhou’s final city would be their last stop.
If they let Old Demon Duan swagger out of Qingzhou, out of their territory, then the White Sock Divine Sect would have admitted defeat this time.
Moreover, many highly honorable martial artists from Qingzhou also came here.
They even wanted to take on Old Demon Duan.
Not just for the dignity of Qingzhou’s Martial World, but also because of the secrets Old Demon Duan possessed.
With the Bloodthirsty Storyteller’s persistent efforts, news that Old Demon Duan held the Martial God Treasure had long spread.
They even continuously refined the story; for instance, they wondered how Old Demon Duan could cause such upheaval just two and a half years after debuting?
It was due to Old Demon Duan having long obtained the Martial God’s legacy, or maybe he went near Golden Mountain in Qinghe City, not just to cause chaos in the Martial World, but to gain even greater opportunity.
This made more sense.
Similarly, it was even more enticing.
In the Martial World, everyone scolded Old Demon Duan, yet who didn’t want to be him?
Just those terrifying thunderbolt methods would make them willing to love hundreds of Martial World beauties.
Thus, this Fenglin Inn was bustling with people eager to see the commotion and those coveting the secrets.
Even after the place was cleared twice, with the unworthy already being weeded out by fellow Martial World members, the inn remained overcrowded.
But this inn always had an empty room.
The Sky Room was empty.
Because this room could only be reserved for Old Demon Duan.
The main character of this affair.
If Old Demon Duan didn’t come here, then the multiple bloody struggles for a good position and room would be meaningless.
Originally, those who had worked hard to secure a good spot were excited and ambitious, with bloodthirsty eyes for the spectacle and a calculated mind for secrets, only to lose their drive at the song’s tune.
They became peaceful, even faintly recalling their unrequited first love.
Such regret, both beautiful and heart-wrenching.
Then, the song abruptly stopped.
The indolent mood of the inn also came to an abrupt halt.
Not only came to a halt, but the atmosphere conversely grew more enthusiastic.
If the previously lost was considered a beautiful piece in the song, now that the song had stopped, the sense of loss became particularly intense.
What beautiful regrets!
It was all because they were too weak to attain it!
If they had the strength of Old Demon Duan back then, they wouldn’t just take their first love by force, but could have dominated their entire family.
Suddenly, people’s ambitions to pursue power grew stronger.
When Duan Yun and Little Yin first entered the inn, many people had already recognized them.
After all, even though many in Qingzhou followed the trend of riding mounts, none had the aura of this creator.
Thus, the whole inn was in an exceptionally tense state.
Duan Yun and Little Yin were eating, and no one dared disturb them.
Normally, even Little Yin, as his steed, wouldn’t be disturbed.
Yet at this moment, someone did move.
It was a young couple.
A beautiful young couple, with phoenix eyes, clearly from a prominent family, exuding grace.
The young husband bowed respectfully when he saw Duan Yun and Little Yin, "Greetings, Young Hero. I am Yun Congyun of the Yunjian Sect, and this is my wife, Wan Congyan."
Hearing those names, many in the inn had already changed expressions.
Yunjian Sect wasn’t very large or strong, but it was well-known in the Martial World.
Because Yunjian Sect had once produced a "Sword Immortal."
Two hundred years ago, Sword Immortal Yun Tianhai emerged and dominated two states, and although his successors weren’t as formidable, his illustrious reputation allowed the sect to establish a considerable foundation. The current emperor’s favorite consort was actually Yun Li’s daughter, the sect leader.
While Yun Congyun was Yun Li’s son and therefore Consort Xiang’s brother, making his imperial connections undisputable.
Yun Congyun and his wife Wan Congyan, known for their talent and looks, were famous in the Martial World as an "Immortal Couple."
No one expected this couple to be the first to step forward.
Truly a sect with a history of producing a Sword Immortal, worthy of being Qingzhou Martial World’s pride, with such precious status and such youthful courage to stand up for Qingzhou Martial World!
"Might couldn’t bend them," they really were the backbone of Qingzhou Martial World!
Duan Yun knew that most in this inn probably bore ill intentions, but since this couple showed such courtesy, he replied politely, "How can I assist you, Brother Yun and lady?"
Yun Congyun responded, "My wife and I have a deep, unwavering affection, and have earned a modest name in the Martial World. May I ask what the Young Hero thinks of my wife?"
Duan Yun raised a brow, thinking, "Goodness, have they been courteous so long just to show off their love in front of me?"
Yet as a Young Hero, despite disdaining this behavior, he remained polite, "Your wife is extraordinarily beautiful with such a noble character, like a lotus emerging from water, Brother Yun is truly fortunate, making others envious."
At this, Yun Congyun’s eyes brightened, and with a thud, he knelt to the ground, saying, "Young Hero Duan, I am willing to offer my wife to you, in exchange for a glimpse of your martial records."
Upon these words, his wife Wan Congyan blushingly lowered her head, apparently having accepted the situation.
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The people in the inn blinked.
Immediately followed by a collective gasp that heated up the interior of the inn.
As a result, the expressions on the faces of the Qingzhou Martial World experts, who were just watching the spectacle, turned as if they had eaten dirt.
In a moment, under the weight of this humiliation, the backbone of Qingzhou’s Martial World crumbled with a crash....