Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 18 - Big Medicine is Ready!

Thinking of what the Goddess Catcher had said, Duan Yun actually felt somewhat relieved; relieved that she could share so much heartfelt conversation with him, indicating she wasn't specifically targeting him.

Otherwise, had a conflict really occurred, he might have ended up locking her in the cellar, needlessly complicating matters.

A few days later, the Goddess Catcher left.

Duan Yun reckoned it was about time for him to leave as well.

After he had decimated the Xuanxiong Gang, the remaining bunch of nobodies, entangled by their interests, fought among themselves twice more before disappearing completely.

The sudden death of the County Magistrate meant that it would be some time before his successor arrived; so, the town was left as it was.

However, the residents of the town were gradually coming to their senses.

Life became much easier without anyone fighting and killing, without anyone arrogantly lording over them, and without anyone collecting protection money; they were no longer living like beasts of burden.

Still, many found it hard to adjust to the change and felt something was amiss.

Was this the life they were meant to lead?

Duan Yun sometimes reflected on how, just three months prior, he was being shaken down for protection money, kicked around in unruly fashion, bitten by mosquitoes in the latrine, and feeling as if every corner of the place posed a challenge.

But now, the challenges were gone; he'd dealt with those who caused them.

He felt a tinge of loneliness.

In this tiny town, there were no peers in his field, and business as a gynecologist was awfully slow.

Duan Yun decided it was time to take a look around.

He wasn't one to hold grudges, yet he needed an opportunity to cleanly kill off that Red House fairy, so as not to worry about being ambushed while roaming the Martial World.

And then there was the author "Fairy Ziyu," who had fed him half a book of crap; if he ever met her, he would definitely vent his pent-up frustration on her.

As for where the Red House was located, and whether the author "Fairy Ziyu" of "The Fall of the Goddess Constable" had actually gone into hiding, Duan Yun had no clue, but after all, he wasn't one to hold grudges.

He decided to first head to Wangchun City to see what it was like.

Because he felt that there, he could better fulfill his humble aspirations of "Medical Practitioner's Compassionate Heart, Spreading Martial Arts to the World."

Wangchun City was a truly large city, rumored to be replete with martial arts schools and sects, and with a populous large enough that even a gynecologist could flourish.

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His father had once aspired to visit that city but had never managed to make the trip before his death.

The world was too full of evil and depravity—murder and assault; traveling was indeed dangerous for the common folk.

Each town seemed like an isolated island, where one could easily encounter mishaps on the road unless they were strong enough, which is why most residents of Lishui Town never left their birthplace even once in their lives.

Now he had the capital and the means to witness the broader world.

Thinking about the wider world outside, more peers in the Martial Arts to interact with, an environment more conducive for spreading his "Martial Arts and Compassionate Heart," and of course, the evil Red House fairy waiting for him to eradicate, Duan Yun grew restless.

Yes, it would also be nice to see more beautiful women.

There weren't many beauties in Lishui City.

He, a gynecologist, dared to make such a statement.

At night, Duan Yun continued to practice the Jade Pillar Skill under the moon, enhancing the True Qi within his body.

The growth of his Jade Sword True Qi had hit a plateau, and its speed had slowed considerably compared to before, but Duan Yun kept practicing.

If before his True Qi's explosive increase was dozens of times that of the Xuanxiong Gang's followers, for instance, practicing for three months being equivalent to their ten years, now his rate of progress was probably only about ten times theirs.

Although tenfold wasn't as cost-effective, it was still tolerable considering.

Even the tiniest mosquito is still meat; better to have some than none.

In less than three months, Duan Yun went from being kicked around like a ball by a member of the Xuanxiong Gang to annihilating them completely, all thanks to these small, accumulated efforts.

Elsewhere, the twin brothers were practicing Jade Sword Stance, their nostrils flaring with excitement.

The younger one looked utterly astonished.

"Brother, it smells so good! This Big Medicine is likely to grow much faster now!"

"Indeed it will."

"So, should we set out? You know, if this Big Medicine gets too old, the taste won't be as pure, and it won't be as easy to absorb."

"Alright, we'll leave in two days. We're really lucky; this harvest is coming much sooner than expected."

"We've really struck gold, hahaha..."

The two identically-looking uncles laughed heartily, their faces full of Heroic Spirit.

...

Duan Yun had no relatives or friends in Lishui City, and his interactions with neighbors were minimal since—in their eyes—a gynecologist wasn't exactly a respectable doctor.

If one were to insist he had friends, it would only be the Young Mr. Zhao and his wife, his first experience of the joy of saving others.

After that, there were no more.

Regarding this relatively isolated town, aside from an old house not requiring rent, he felt more like a passerby.

So, when Duan Yun decided to leave, he only said goodbye to the Zhao couple.

After hearing of his departure, Young Mr. Zhao's eyes reddened momentarily—"Doctor Duan, I even thought of asking you to be the godfather to my child, for it was you who saved his life."

Duan Yun patted his shoulder and said with a carefree air, "It was his good fortune, and now I too will seek my own fortune."

Afterward, he left in a carefree manner, while the Zhao family clamored to give him travel funds, all of which he refused.

He, Duan Yun, a one-in-a-million sword Dao prodigy, a terminator of unreasonable fees, would never be poor no matter what.

...

In fact, with the fifty taels of silver paid by Young Mr. Zhao for the medical bill, Duan Yun was not too poor anymore.

When he set off, he even bought a grey donkey.

Why didn't he buy a horse? Because horses were too expensive, costing more than ten times the price of this grey donkey, not to mention the care they required was costly, often needing eggs and quality feed.

Furthermore, although horses were faster than donkeys, they were nowhere near as hardy.

Besides, if the donkey were to falter, donkey meat buns would still be delicious.

For Duan Yun, buying a horse was like buying an ancestor—a bother—whereas this grey donkey, though not fast, was much less trouble.

So what, are you only a hero if you ride a horse, and not if you ride a donkey?

When Duan Yun set off, he did so with ambitious aspirations.

The grey donkey seemed to sense its master's mood, its hooves briskly moving.

With the donkey's hard work, Duan Yun managed to arrive at Qingcha Market just before dark with some persuasive words.

He went to notify the landlord about the wall and the side room.

To his surprise, the landlord didn't investigate further and even returned his deposit.

"The house was old, and I was planning to demolish it anyway; you've saved me the trouble," Landlord Old Li said with gratitude on his face.

Duan Yun had braced for a loss of silver but didn't expect such an ending.

It was a reward for acting for heaven, accidentally saving the other party the effort to demolish the building, while the landlord did not take the opportunity to extort money—a rare good person indeed.

For a moment, Duan Yun looked at this previously moody landlord with newfound respect.

Appearances can be deceiving; there are still many good people in this world.

After seeing Duan Yun leave satisfactorily, Old Li's back was covered in cold sweat.

Terrified.

He feared becoming like that human-bear.

Not to mention most who are skilled in martial arts tend to have bad tempers and like to engage in deceit and murder, but even the way Duan Yun opened up the bear-man's head for observation that day frightened Old Li to the core.

He even had a dream the previous night, imagining this tenant opening his head for inspection, just like he did with that bear.

He woke up from the dream in sheer terror.

His fear just now stemmed from the concern that the dream might become real.

For now, this tenant seemed to be quite a decent person.

After all, he didn't open up his head to study it nor did he kill his entire family.

The next day, Duan Yun had a bowl of oil tea and continued on his journey.

As the grey donkey got further and further away from Qingcha Market and Lishui City, Duan Yun felt somewhat wistful yet also excited.

He was melancholic about all the familiar things he was leaving behind, and excited for the newness that awaited.

He would see a broader world, cultivate stronger martial arts, become a better gynecologist, and even aspired to spread the "Jade Sword True Understanding" like his predecessors, to propagate martial arts across the world!

...

In a small farmyard, a cast iron pot contained only a few drops of broth and something resembling a skin sac.

The "predecessors" on Duan Yun's mind, brothers Hua Wen and Hua Wu, both had their hands in the pot.

Strands of black aura crawled up their arms, while the skin sac in the pot grew increasingly shriveled and entangled with hair.

In the dimly lit environment, the scene was eerie and terrifying.

At this moment, the younger brother Hua Wu withdrew his hands, complaining, "This medicine has no taste, and to think how the young cannot bear hardship."

Hua Wen also pulled out his hands, flamboyantly shaking off the liquid, saying, "The world is full of lazy people by the millions; this is the norm, showing how precious good medicine is."

Hua Wu couldn't help but say, "Brother, after this appetizer, we must hurry on our way."

"Only with that Big Medicine can we brothers enhance our Sword Qi even further."

Hua Wu burst into a hearty laugh.

He raised his right hand and performed a "Jade Sword Finger" technique.

With a bang, a hole exploded in the earthen wall, yet it did not penetrate completely.

Looking at the hole, Hua Wen pondered, "Indeed, only by consuming that Big Medicine can we advance further and secure our footing."

"In this Martial World, it is hard to be a commoner, even harder to be a hero like us."