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Chapter 431 - 268: Heroic Spirit Materialized, I Want to Be a Hero! (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Pass)_2
Chapter 431: Chapter 268: Heroic Spirit Materialized, I Want to Be a Hero! (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Pass)_2
After Duan Yun eradicated the Thunder God and Mother Sect, he never saw her again. Unexpectedly, she had come here and even become the innkeeper.
Not until he stayed at the inn did Duan Yun realize that she was not just the innkeeper but the owner of the inn.
Although they had met only once, one kindly intended to hide Duan Yun while the other helped her kill the ugly woman who had tormented her; they could certainly be considered old acquaintances.
But at this moment, Chen Yun could not recognize Duan Yun; she could not recognize the man who had changed her life.
Duan Yun also did not know that this inn was the most important stronghold of the Great Hero Storyteller; and that the owner, Chen Yun, the person he had once saved, was the initiator of the heroic storytelling.
She was also the first Great Hero Storyteller.
Duan Yun felt that this fate was very peculiar, so he couldn’t help but inquire about this owner.
Those unaware thought he had taken an interest in the beautiful innkeeper.
Including Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying, that’s what they thought as well.
As a result, an inn assistant couldn’t help but say, "Guest, although you look decent and seem wealthy, you can forget about Boss Chen."
"Fuck your mother, is there a woman out there too good for your own Guan Qi to consider?" Duan Yun said.
I must say, playing the wealthy merchant Guan Qi, especially mimicking his tone, was quite satisfying.
"Boss Chen now only has one person in her heart. Whenever she sees him, even when he’s not there, she’s thinking of him," the assistant said.
This assistant looked experienced, or to put it another way, someone who isn’t afraid of trouble.
Facing the imposing merchant "Guan Qi," he was neither servile nor overbearing.
After all, a Great Hero Storyteller, fears nothing.
"Who’s that? Her husband? So she might be a widow," Duan Yun muttered, looking at the statue behind the inn’s counter.
Placing a deceased husband’s effigy in such a place did seem rather unsettling.
"What are you talking about? That’s the effigy of Duan Juxia. Boss Chen was saved by Duan Juxia, and her heart has always been full of gratitude towards her savior, and she intends to pray for him for the rest of her life; she would definitely not care about someone like you."
Duan Yun looked at him.
The assistant also looked at him and said, "What are you looking at? You think just because you’re handsome, you can do as you please? No matter how handsome you are, can you be more handsome than Duan Juxia?"
"Duan Yun, Duan Juxia?" Duan Yun tried saying.
"Nonsense, besides him, who else here dares to claim to be a hero? We’re all from Little Lei City, and living a good life like this is all thanks to Duan Juxia."
Saying so, the assistant went to offer incense to the effigy.
Following him to offer incense was the innkeeper, Chen Yun.
Seeing this scene, Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying were both stunned.
They looked again at the effigy, and it did indeed somewhat resemble Duan Yun.
By now, they had also realized that if the effigy represented Duan Yun, then the Yellow Sword Paper Kite flying outside should be the Huangshan Golden Sword Duan Yun had previously used.
At that time, Chen Yun had only seen this weapon, so she took it as a symbol of Duan Yun.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but drink half a jar of wine fiercely, barely touching his food.
Afterward, he went out for another stroll.
This time, Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying did not accompany him.
Duan Yun walked around Qianxue Town three times before stopping.
He stood at a high point of the town, looking down on the transformation from a desolate place adorned only with terror-inducing Skin Kites, to a bustling scene with wisps of cooking smoke, feeling quite moved.
He was even teary-eyed, feeling blessed.
All these changes were due to his one act of heroism.
At this moment, he suddenly felt as if the Heroic Spirit had materialized.
"I want to be a Hero!"
"To be a Hero for a lifetime!"
Amid the rising smoke of Qianxue Town at mealtimes, Duan Yun couldn’t help but exclaim.
...
At night, Duan Yun slept in the same room as Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying.
He slept on the bed, while the two women slept on the floor.
He had suggested that one of them perform an act with him by taking turns sleeping on the bed, with a no-deception promise, but not only did both women disagree, they also threatened to beat him up, intending to pinch his flesh and pull his hair, resulting in the current situation.
Duan Yun also suggested sleeping on the floor himself, letting them sleep on the bed, but was again rejected.
Their reasoning was, if the wealthy merchant wasn’t a masochistic pervert or a natural coward, he wouldn’t do such a thing; letting women sleep on the floor was more in line with a wealthy merchant’s style indeed.
To maintain their personas, they insisted on sleeping on the floor.
It has to be said, the combative nature among women can be more intense than an immortal’s magical battle; don’t even think of interjecting a word, they’re always right anyway.
It was quite strange, even a bit eerie, to sleep in an inn that worshipped his own statue, but it was a novel experience.
Duan Yun even felt quite comfortable, enveloped by a warm sensation of Heroic Spirit.
The following day, Duan Yun and the others left Qianxue Town.
Had it not been for the urgent tasks at hand, he would have liked to stay a few more days.
He had never doubted himself, yet because of this town, and the people within it whose lives were changed due to him, he became even more resolute.
The path of heroism, he thought, needs to be pursued with greater vigor!
Duan Yun’s carriage was back on the road.
But this time, trailing behind the carriage was a pap.er kite connected by a copper wire.
The kite was not made of paper but of thinly shaved animal hide that looked just like the golden sword he carried, very attractive under the sunlight.
Duan Yun carried it not only because he liked it but also because he needed to recharge.
With so many people living in Qianxue Town, it was not suitable to charge without clothes; he had to find another place.
Fortunately, in Leizhou’s spring, there were plenty of thunderstorms, allowing him to strip and recharge at any time.
To reach the territory of Jade Guanyin, even to set foot on the island, they had to bypass the Old Mother Snow Mountain and head to a place called Wuye City.
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