Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 952 - 499: Tengu Creating Humans, Above Me?

"Hmph, trying to run?"

As Ziyu's voice echoed, Sword Qi like lightning flashed over. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

In just a moment, the leading woman flipped in the air five or six times, but the sword light also flickered five or six times.

Thus, in Ziyu's eyes, the Fusang Maiden who was flying fast in the sky fell like a chicken!

But this woman was formidable. Even as the lightning-fast Sword Qi cut off one of her legs, she could still stand on one leg like a Golden Chicken and bounce up, trying to continue flying.

As if as long as there were clouds and mist, they could fly without their feet.

Yet, with a scream, her flight abruptly stopped.

A dark blue knife fell from the sky, carrying a terrifying force, and suddenly pierced her buttocks, knocking her down from the sky once again.

Fell like a chicken again!

But the Fusang Maiden had her persistence. Even after falling twice, she still flapped her arms, trying to fly again.

Yet, next, the Purple Jade Sword Immortal would show her what despair truly meant!

With a swish, Ziyu's body followed closely behind the knife, descending with Duan Yun.

With a snap, Duan Yun's right foot accurately stepped on the knife handle, making it impossible for the woman to fly up again.

Ziyu asked, "Tell me, where is the Great Heavenly Dog?"

Hearing the name of the Great Heavenly Dog, the woman's eyes went wide, and she shouted, "You cheap woman, how dare you know about the Great Heavenly Dog? You do all this to get close to her, just wanting to be her dog or pig, right!"

"I won't tell you, you will never have this chance!"

With a bang, Ziyu slapped out with her palm, and the woman flew out like a rolling piece of meat.

Of course, because the blade was stuck in her buttocks earlier, her butt was split in two as she flew.

In such a state, the woman was already ruined.

Ziyu did not kill her, saying, "Do you think I can't find the way without you? Want to be her dog or pig? If you want, just watch how I beat her into a useless sow!"

As soon as she said this, Duan Yun knew it was the right taste.

As a Young Hero, he had always acted low-key, but when practicing chivalry, it felt right to have some audience.

After all, it was an opportunity to promote the way of chivalry and to bring joy to friends and pain to enemies.

Just like when he repeatedly crushed the Bloodthirsty Storyteller and the "Lord" in the eyes of the sea dogs, causing their cries of despair, there was an undeniable satisfaction.

And now, Ziyu was wholly embodying this spirit.

Actually, Duan Yun underestimated Ziyu's current state of "intoxication." She not only learned from Duan Yun but even considered herself not just the leader of the Yuzhu Female Knights but the leader of the entire group of Yuzhu heroes, with Duan Yun only beneath her.

There's no helping it, since she possesses Extraordinary Wisdom and is about to become a Sword Immortal in the blink of an eye.

It was at this moment, with a soft pop, that Duan Yun separated from her.

Ziyu only felt a scorching fulfillment leaving her body, leaving her incomparably empty.

It was as if all the happiness vanished in an instant, without leaving a trace.

She stood there, dazed, her eyes filled with confusion and emptiness.

When she first began absorbing Duan Yun's True Qi, she had thought how pleasurable it was. What if she couldn't absorb it in the future, which is what Duan Yun called addiction.

Later, she absorbed fiercely, her whole being in a state of ecstasy, only caring about the frantic absorption, and already threw that problem to the back of her mind.

But happiness comes suddenly and disappears even more abruptly.

Could it not leave slowly, but instead be abruptly pulled away? Who can endure that?

At this moment, a tide of emptiness swept over her heart, and two lines of tears flowed down Ziyu's cheeks.

Duan Yun asked in surprise, "Why are you crying?"

Ziyu grabbed Duan Yun's arm, saying, "Just a little more, give me a little more, I'm begging you, brother, as long as you give me some, I'll do whatever you want."

"I can call you father every day."

Duan Yun knew that this True Qi was easy to become addicted to, even he was affected, which is why he resolutely withdrew the True Qi from Ziyu's abdomen.

But he didn't expect Ziyu's reaction to be so intense.

Why does it seem like the female protagonist in a Fusang film who was drugged by someone?

Duan Yun said, "Purple Jade Knight, can you calm down a bit? By the way, if your sister Green Jade were here, she would tell you to calm your sister down."

"But I still want to enjoy it, how do I calm down?"

At that moment, the voice of her sister Green Jade emerged.

But quickly, Ziyu clasped her hands together, silently reciting the mental method's secret.

"If the heart is like ice, nothing can frighten it. Thousands of changes remain stable, with relaxed spirit and calm energy. Losing the self to defend the one, with six roots greatly determined. Abstain from points, cultivate energy, selfless and egoless. Looking up and down, spirit and demeanor in harmony."

This is the "Ice Heart Technique," the easiest method to calm the mind.

But quickly, Ziyu's hands couldn't help but tremble.

The Ice Heart Technique couldn't suppress her continuous yearning.

She decided to intensify it!

For a moment, the mind that excelled at fantasizing conjured some strange scenes.

For example, Duan Yun being grabbed by women without clothes, she could only helplessly watch.

Especially when Duan Yun was being toyed with while in the T-shaped character, he also told her not to look!

When these images appeared, a peculiar taste of bitterness and sourness emerged in her heart.

Ziyu found that her frightening desire vanished, and she regained clarity.

Seeing Ziyu suddenly back to normal, Duan Yun couldn't help but exclaim, "Your mental method is effective, it suppressed it all at once."

In his understanding, Ziyu's previous tearful and needy act was the most genuine reaction of a smoker without a fix.