Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 16 - : Self-Created Swordsmanship! Breaking Body Sword Energy!

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Returning home, Duan Yun showed a relieved smile on his face thinking of the successful Caesarean birth he had just accomplished.

At night, he felt somewhat excited.

He had not expected to derive such a sense of accomplishment from practicing medicine.

It was not unlike the satisfaction he felt after eradicating the unreasonable tolls, slaying everyone in Xuanxiong Gang, and the County Magistrate.

With a swoosh, Duan Yun swept his sword.

A surge of Water Moon Sword Energy rolled out, slicing down the nearby mosquitoes.

He was getting better and better at controlling the Sword Qi.

In fact, Duan Yun's life had improved quite a bit by practicing swordsmanship.

For example, before heading to the latrine, he would massacre the mosquitoes inside, thereby obtaining a more comfortable environment for his business.

Yet, the mosquitoes this night were relentless in their harassment.

Both Water Moon Sword Energy and Jade Sword Finger could cut down mosquitoes, but ultimately it was troublesome - whether by extending his finger or drawing his sword, it seemed like an overreaction and disrupted his sleep.

A mosquito net could solve the problem, but it wasn't always available or usable, such as when sleeping in the wilderness.

So why not invent a sword technique specifically to deal with this situation?

Yes, invent a sword technique!

When Duan Yun thought of this, he excitedly sat up from his bed.

"Creating a sword technique is a very difficult task, after all, the emergence of any excellent method condenses the wisdom of countless predecessors."

Duan Yun looked solemn.

This was his first time attempting to create a sword technique, and even he, a one-in-ten-thousand sword dao prodigy, felt the pressure, ready for an all-nighter.

Jade Sword True Understanding consisted of four moves, of which only the last three were for combat.

During this period of cultivation, he had mastered the control over Jade Sword Finger and Water Moon Sword Energy; for instance, when he used Water Moon Sword Energy to kill mosquitoes before, he would also damage the walls, but now he could ensure only the mosquitoes were slain without harming the walls.

After all, Jade Sword Finger and Water Moon Sword Energy both involved condensing Jade Sword True Qi into Sword Qi and channeling it through specific paths.

These fixed paths, presumably, were the optimal routes summarized by countless ancestors, offering stable output and impressive power.

However, such a forceful Sword Qi was unnecessary to kill mosquitoes.

Could he try quickly condensing Jade Sword True Qi into Sword Qi, not through fixed paths but from any part of the body that might be bitten by mosquitoes?

With previous successful experiences, Duan Yun decided to give it a try.

It was rather difficult, as the paths of Jade Sword Finger and Water Moon Sword Energy were indeed smooth. Now, to seek alternative paths would meet obstructions and require precise generation and control of Sword Qi.

Duan Yun kept trying. After an hour, faint traces of Sword Qi began to seep out from his body, his own sword move slowly progressing through constant attempts.

It was hard.

Very hard.

Three hours later.

Duan Yun stopped.

He walked into the privy, where two mosquitoes that just came near were sliced by streams of Sword Qi erupting from his abdomen and shoulder.

Following that, his arms, thighs, buttocks, even his forehead and eyebrows, were able to successfully produce tiny Sword Qi to kill mosquitoes.

While relieving himself, Duan Yun killed more than a dozen mosquitoes, then he went to the grave of Wang Li, where more strands of Sword Qi swirled around his legs.

The delicate Sword Qi emerged like threads, instantly piercing holes through the grave grass, shattering it.

Only then did Duan Yun exhale deeply, saying, "Finally, success!"

He had spent three full hours pondering and practicing to create this sword move.

It showed the difficulty of creating one's own sword technique.

Duan Yun thought he should name this first self-created sword move of his.

He opened his palm and the fine Sword Qi burst forth like endless spring rain.

"Hmm, since it emerges from the body, let's call it 'Breaking Body Sword Energy.'"

Duan Yun believed that there was great potential for further development in this move. Although this Breaking Body Sword Energy was as fine as threads and far less powerful than Water Moon Sword Energy and Jade Sword Finger, the cumulative effects could be significant.

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As long as he kept practicing, allowing his flesh and pores to fully adapt to this minor Sword Qi, he might even be able to create a mist of swords.

A quantitative change leading to a qualitative transformation—the future looks promising!

If this technique is perfected, the probability of capturing the Goddess Catcher sisters could rise from seventy-eight percent to over ninety percent.

Inside the mortuary, Leng Yimeng, the youngest Goddess Catcher of the current Qingqi Bureau, gazed at the body and lapsed into deep thought.

Beside her, a subordinate nervously said, "Boss, these are all deaths by sword finger, what level of mastery is this?"

Leng Yimeng folded her arms across her chest, analyzing, "A level that I surely can't beat, anyway."

"Should we still investigate the case?" the subordinate asked.

"Investigate, but if we can't find anything, then so be it."

"Also, there's no need to lock down the city, it's a waste of resources," Leng Yimeng replied.

The subordinate was somewhat surprised by her answer.

Because from the tone of the higher-ups, he sensed caution and even a hint of unease.

In their eyes, their boss Leng Yimeng wasn't as obsessively thorough with cases as her sister Leng Yixue, but she was still an astonishingly talented and daring genius, with numerous experiences of tracking down murderers alone, which is why she became the youngest Goddess Catcher in the Bureau.

Especially when the two sisters joined forces, they were invincible.

But now, the boss's intentions were quite clear.

She was hoping not to find any results, or rather, she was reluctant to encounter that murderer.

The reason Leng Yimeng felt this way was her awareness of the danger involved.

This case had claimed many lives, and while it didn't have the highest body count compared to others she'd handled, the reason the killer had given was terrifying—the protection racket was not reasonable.

Killing off a gang that collected protection fees due to unreasonable fees seemed a bit mad.

According to descriptions from survivors, the murderer had actually checked the accounts for protection fees with the Xuanxiong Gang's accountant, and then went on to kill the County Magistrate who also collected protection fees.

Ordinary Evil Demons wouldn't give her such a perverse feeling.

Furthermore, the fear that this horrific sword finger strategy instilled in the normally fearless Goddess Catcher was something she couldn't help but feel deep down.

Leng Yimeng was well aware that there were many banned leisure books in the Martial World, depicting stories of beautiful Goddess Catchers being captured by Demons and locked in dark dungeons where unspeakable things happened.

These stories had their prototypes.

There was once a predecessor Goddess Catcher in the Qingqi Bureau who, in investigating a case, had a brief conversation with a well-known Demon, and then...

She was taken.

Kept in captivity for twenty years, she bore the Demon three children, and it wasn't until the children grew up and began to turn against their father that she found a chance to escape his clutches.

According to the predecessor, the Demon had never realized his own wrongdoings, constantly believing that their love was genuine and that they were leading an enviable fairy-tale life.

If anyone objected to this, it was deemed jealousy, an attempt to ruin his marriage, and he would kill and torment her, as well as himself.

The Demon was convinced that causing mutual suffering kept the marriage fresh, ensuring that they would always remember each other deeply and never part.

What was perceived as happiness and love by the Demon was an endless nightmare for the former Goddess Catcher, who would often tremble uncontrollably as if broken, even after escaping.

Paranoia, extremism, living eternally within one's own rationalizations, commanding immense strength and using extraordinary methods—these were the hallmarks of such Demons.

And now, this murderer, who committed violence due to unreasonable protection fees, seemed to fit the bill.

It is known that protection fees exist everywhere and it's rare to consider them unreasonable.

Leng Yimeng did not wish to end up like those nearly broken predecessor Goddess Catchers.

Her sister would arrive in a few days, then they, as sisters, could join forces...

No, that was wrong—there are Demons who might particularly like sisters like them.

She couldn't help but think, could this Demon still be in the city, quietly watching her?

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At the thought, a chill ran down Leng Yimeng's spine...

What Duan Yun didn't realize was that while he worried about the Goddess Catcher finding him, that very Goddess Catcher was also afraid of finding him.

Ironically, on the fourth day, the Goddess Catcher indeed came.