Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 8 - : The Fall of the Goddess Constable

For ten consecutive days, Duan Yun did not leave his house, either eating and sleeping or practicing.

The weeds in the yard had been cleanly swept away by the Water Moon Sword Energy, and "Shi Gandang" saw Duan Yun's performance every day.

The wall of the courtyard had already collapsed partially before, and now it was even more riddled with holes.

The wall was one of the minor reasons Duan Yun chose this place.

It was suitable for practicing "Jade Sword Finger," at least he wouldn't have to compensate the landlord when moving out.

However, he still underestimated his own power.

This section of the broken wall had already been shot to look like a pockmarked face and would likely be completely destroyed within a few days.

Duan Yun's plan for increasing his True Qi followed as expected, having grown almost twofold in just ten days.

At the same time, every morning when Duan Yun woke up, his blanket would always be pitching a tent.

Duan Yun had long realized that whenever he practiced sword the previous night, he would indeed be full of vigor the next day, hard to suppress.

This wasn't normal given its persistently long duration; he often had to take a cold shower to calm down.

Duan Yun couldn't help speculating, "It must be due to Practicing Posture and swallowing and spitting moonlight. The moonlight, in his perception, is moistening, certainly having the effect of nourishing yin and strengthening yang."

If this speculation was true, he could try being a urologist in the future, perhaps teaching the Jade Sword Stance and the breathing techniques to those with kidney deficiencies to help them "regain their vigor."

Indeed, there's more demand for treating kidney deficiencies than merely providing gynecological care.

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However, he wasn't in a rush to be a doctor now, or to say, for quite some time in the future, doctor might just remain a side job.

After all, in this world of killing and lechery, enhancing one's strength is what's most important.

At the same time, the weather was getting hotter, and Duan Yun often practiced sword in nothing but his underwear, sweating profusely.

During good weather, he could even see the dim blue ghostly flames drifting from the graveyard behind his house, which were quite beautiful.

But today seemed like a day to go out.

The previously bought rice and meat, and vegetables—while there were still some rice and smoked meat left, the fresh meat and vegetables were long consumed.

Without timely consumption, it was the peak of summer after all, food could easily spoil.

Afterward, Duan Yun went to the market again, purchasing some rice, meat, and vegetables.

Every meal now had rice and meat.

This was all thanks to the silver dropped by Wang Li, otherwise he couldn't afford swords, and such a life would not be possible.

Of course, this was only enough for him to live lavishly for a month or two.

But Duan Yun was not worried, with his capabilities, he wouldn't starve no matter what he did.

On the way back, Duan Yun passed by a bookstore and found a book called "The Fall of the Goddess Constable."

Seeing the title, Duan Yun couldn't help but recall the two sisters from the Divine Catcher he met the other days, wondering if they caught that red-dressed female ghost.

With the motive of broadening his understanding of the world, Duan Yun decided to buy the book to increase his knowledge.

The bookstore owner chuckled, "Young man, good taste. This book would have been banned over a decade ago."

Duan Yun exclaimed, "Why isn't it banned now?"

The owner scratched his head, explaining, "The world's so chaotic, government officials can get replaced unknowingly, and the Qingqi Bureau and the court offices have no time to care about this."

Finally, Duan Yun bought the "The Fall of the Goddess Constable" for one silver.

Honestly, he felt it was expensive, as his "Jade Sword True Understanding" cost only one silver.

But the owner said this kind of book contained illustrations, hence the higher price.

Duan Yun didn't want to fuss too much over it; with his rare swordsmanship talent, squabbling over a tiny amount of silver didn't seem proper.

Holding the book beneficial for expanding Martial World knowledge close to his chest, Duan Yun walked back home.

On the way back, he saw again that chest sunk in the water.

Duan Yun thought for a moment, then continued walking.

In fact, every time he previously went out to fetch water, he would notice this large chest.

This made him a bit uncomfortable.

Could it be that he was the only one curious about it?

However, thankfully, he was now more interested in "The Fall of the Goddess Constable."

After returning home, Duan Yun took out this forbidden book to supplement his knowledge of the Martial World.

The story inside really told the tale of Shen Yu'er, a Divine Catcher from the Qingqi Bureau.

Shen Yu'er was the youngest and most beautiful Divine Catcher in Leizhou's Qingqi Bureau, only twenty-three years old, exceptionally talented, highly skilled, and having cracked several major cases at a young age, she was a goddess not to be trifled with in many men's hearts.

Yet, this untouchable goddess had particularly caught someone's attention.

One day, while investigating a case, Divine Catcher Shen Yu'er exchanged a few words with a well-known demon, and then...

She was captured.

The book recounted how Shen Yu'er was captured by the demon with the surname Hua, initially imprisoned in a dark cellar, and later under house arrest in an attic, among many indescribable acts, embellished with somewhat crude but vivid illustrations, which Duan Yun found quite enjoyable.

Later, the Divine Catcher was forced to give birth to three children with the demon, becoming mentally disoriented and washing her face with tears daily.

The story ended when the demon was surrounded and attacked; Divine Catcher Shen Yu'er tragically sacrificed herself to block a sword for the demon, dying with tears.

Afterward, the demon, enraged, went on a killing spree, finally saying, "Yuer, in the next life you are still mine," then jumped into the abyss holding the body of the Divine Catcher, concluding a tragic tale of malice.

Duan Yun closed the book, veins throbbing on his forehead, unable to help but curse: "What kind of bullsh*t plot is this!"

So it was true love between the Divine Catcher and the demon?

Was the world wrong?

He had the urge to rush back and smash the book into the bookstore owner's face.

Besides the part about the Divine Catcher being conditioned by the demon, the logic of the book was extremely frustrating, leading Duan Yun to seriously doubt the first half was written by an experienced hand, while the latter part about love and tragic fate was continued by a fairy dead set on romance, creating a severe disconnect.

Could it be that the experienced writer was killed by this fairy, who then continued to express herself?

Having encountered fairies of this world, Duan Yun felt this speculation wasn't far-fetched.

Duan Yun glanced at the pen name "Fairy Ziyu," holding a grudge in his heart.

If he ever met her, don't blame him for being irritable and personally feeding her pastries.

Duan Yun resolutely tore the latter half of the book, using it as toilet paper in the latrine, keeping only the first half for study.

Although the plot was crappy, it still augmented Duan Yun's knowledge of the Martial World, albeit uncertain of its authenticity.

That is, when the story unfolded, there were many demons and Martial Madmen in this world, with the Qingqi Bureau backed by the court no longer being dominant, hence the plot where the Divine Catcher was captured for decades and her childhood sweetheart from Qingqi Bureau was unable to rescue her.

What was the current level of the Qingqi Bureau?

From that night's performance, at least those sister Divine Catchers seemed relatively imposing.

Unknowingly, night had fallen, and moonlight showered the land.

Duan Yun cleared his mood, beginning to practice under the moonlight.

He assumed the Jade Sword Stance, contemplating the issues encountered in "Embrace Sparrow Tail," while some plots of the Divine Catcher still stimulated his nerves.

Duan Yun recalled the "uniform" of the sister Divine Catchers he saw that night, truly heroic and impressive, especially the tight leather pants that accentuated their long legs.

Wait, uniform?

At that moment, the brilliant mind of the Sword Dao genius flickered again.