Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 25 - : Growing Impatient

The corpses lined up and made their way straight into this great hall.

Duan Yun stood by the fire, sword fingers at the ready, concentrating on guarding.

The grey donkey intelligently backed up a few steps, shielding Duan Yun in front of itself.

Having spent a night outdoors on the outskirts of the city, encountering the Red Building fairy, Goddess Catcher, and Thunder Listening's mad Thunderer, Duan Yun thought himself worldly.

Yet he didn't expect this land to still surprise him with new tricks.

Accompanied by the faint sound of bells, on a rainy day, such a line of corpses appeared in an abandoned Daoist temple; even someone as skilled and brave as Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

The Walking Corpses with covered heads arrived at the great hall and stood in a neat row.

The next moment, one of them stepped forward.

With a swish, a rope flew out unexpectedly and hung between two broken pillars of the great hall.

Then, that Walking Corpse pulled off its rain-soaked head covering and started ringing a bell.

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As the hushed sound of the bronze bell rang out, the line of Walking Corpses turned their gaze unexpectedly towards Duan Yun.

Feeling hair-raisingly stared at, Duan Yun was considering taking the initiative to strike – wondering whether to aim for the head or feet – but then, the group of Walking Corpses suddenly leapt up, hooked their feet, and ended up hanging upside down from the rope.

The bell-ringing Walking Corpse then tied a couple more rounds of rope around their ankles, so at a glance, the group of corpses was hanging in the great hall like cured meat.

By this time, Duan Yun was sure that the bell-ringing "Walking Corpse" was a living person.

Under the reflection of the firelight, not only did this person have a shadow, but also moved with the liveliness of a living being.

The person came over and performed a courteous gesture: "My name is Huang Shi, a corpse chaser. The rain caught me unprepared and has disturbed you, please excuse my intrusion."

Duan Yun raised an eyebrow: "Corpse Chasing?"

The newcomer said with a smile: "Seeing that you're young, you must be new to the Martial World. The Huang Family of Yuanling has a long history in Corpse Chasing. Out of the countless corpses driven in this world, half were probably chased by the Huang Family."

Speaking of his family's prestigious corpse chasing experience, the man seemed quite proud.

Duan Yun clasped his hands together and said: "I see. It's my limited knowledge that's startled. Please don't take offense, Senior Huang."

He recalled the Corpse Chasers in Xiangxi from novels in his past life and found that some aspects were similar, but there were also significant differences.

At least, these corpses were not hopping around, and did not look like the rigid zombies.

And these corpses hanging upside down on a rope, like pieces of cured meat, were something not even described in the novels.

Although the great hall was large, there was only so much shelter from the rain. After being occupied by the hanging corpses, it meant that the corpse chaser couldn't stay far from Duan Yun.

Shivering as he brushed droplets of water off his body, he muttered about "this damned weather!" seemingly looking to share the warmth of the fire.

At that moment, Huang Shi took out a small bag of soybeans, chewing on them as he offered, "Want some?"

Duan Yun declined: "I've already eaten."

Huang Shi wasn't pushy and just started snacking on the beans, saying: "Being cautious as you enter the Martial World is good. Believe it or not, I'm a good person."

Duan Yun responded: "Senior must be jesting. I simply don't like soybeans."

Huang Shi looked surprised: "You haven't had Yuanling's soybeans then; they're delicious!"

Duan Yun answered truthfully: "I'm afraid they might make me fart."

Huang Shi burst into hearty laughter, saying: "Young man, you're quite amusing. But let me tell you, I don't fart after eating soybeans."

Huang Shi had sparse hair and grey-white beard, and his features were sharp, overall not very pleasant to look at.

However, through the conversation, Duan Yun found him quite amiable.

Unable to resist, he asked: "Senior, is there a special reason for having these corpses hanging up?"

Chewing on his beans, Huang Shi explained: "The night air is heavy with yin energy, especially in areas like this. But with the corpses' feet off the ground, they are cut off from the earth's energy. Plus, with Qiankun Inversion, it reduces the odds of a corpse transforming."

"Corpse transformation? Can corpses really transform?" asked Duan Yun, surprised.

"Of course. There's this Mr. Ren from Yuanling, who transformed into a Corpse King after his death, with dark iron chains in hand, blood flowing on his body like fire, biting everyone he saw. He nearly turned an entire hamlet into Walking Corpses, causing trouble for a hundred miles..."

Huang Shi casually shared this anecdote about corpse transformation with Duan Yun.

"This case is quite famous in the Martial World. But since you're new, it's normal you haven't heard about it. Our Huang Family exerted a great effort to slay that Corpse King; otherwise, the aftermath would have been unimaginable. Even our Grandmaster died there," Huang Shi spoke at length.

Duan Yun couldn't help but say: "I had no idea there was so much depth to your profession."

I have to say, listening to a corpse chaser tell a story about corpse transformation in front of a row of hanging corpses, during a rainy day, in a dilapidated Taoist shrine, really immerses you in the experience.

And it's quite interesting.

Huang Shi said with a smile, "You speak so politely, young man. Do you think I'm very old? I'm actually not that old, I just look mature for my age."

"Really?" Duan Yun said.

"Take a guess, don't hesitate and guess how old I am this year," Huang Shi suggested.

In Duan Yun's eyes, Huang Shi looked at least to be a man in his fifties. However, since the other party mentioned it, Duan Yun boldly guessed younger— "Thirty-five?"

"Too high," Huang Shi said.

"Thirty?" Duan Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"Still too high."

"It couldn't possibly be twenty-five, could it?" Duan Yun couldn't help but say.

"Not to deceive you, in five more months, it will be my twentieth birthday," Huang Shi answered.

Duan Yun blinked his eyes, feeling a bit dry. He said, "It turns out you're even two months younger than me?"

Huang Shi stroked his sparse grey hair and replied, "That's right. I told you I look mature for my age, so actually I should be calling you 'brother'."

Duan Yun: "..."

The person before him was actually a peer, an astonishment that was not less than seeing the Red Building Women, Thunder Listening lunatic, and this procession of walking corpses.

People in the Martial World really do have their quirks.

At this moment, Huang Shi pulled out a water flask and took a few gulps, then exclaimed, "Because I look so mature, no women have ever liked me much. When we played as children, they all thought I looked like their grandfather."

"But there was one girl who was the exception. Her name is Ling, and she never minded my older appearance. I promised her that after I earn enough money from this corpse chasing, I would marry her."

As he said this, a blissful smile appeared on Huang Shi's mature face, making him seem much younger.

Duan Yun couldn't help but congratulate him, saying "Then congratulations to you, Huang!"

"Thanks a lot. If it weren't for the distance and the rugged mountains of Yuanling, I would truly like to invite you over for the wedding feast."

"I have wine right here, so let's toast to Huang's happy marriage in advance!"

Duan Yun took out a wine gourd and poured some for Huang Shi.

It must be said, ever since Duan Yun found out that they were the same age, his social anxiety disappeared and he started chatting freely.

For a while, the sound of their jovial conversation echoed through the hall, dissipating much of the eerie atmosphere.

At this time, Huang Shi showed a troubled look and said, "To be honest, Mr. Duan, I still feel like I'm not good enough for her."

Duan Yun replied, "Love is a matter between two people. If Miss Ling likes you, then you are definitely worthy."

Huang Shi looked somewhat worried and said, "My main fear is that I can't provide her happiness. I'm not joking with you, Mr. Duan, but as a corpse chaser who spends all day with corpses, I always feel somewhat inadequate in that respect."

As a gynecologist, Duan Yun instantly picked up on the key issue from the expression on Huang Shi's face and asked, "You're feeling weak?"

Huang Shi nodded and said, "Yes, terribly weak. Even taking medicine hasn't helped."

Duan Yun's spirits lifted immediately and said, "I do have a solution."

He hadn't expected the opportunity to impart a technique to come so soon.

Indeed, his Jade Sword Stance was good for nourishing yin and fortifying yang, which was suitable for those who suffered from excessive weakness, such as this corpse chaser brother, Huang.

Compared to imparting the entire power of the Jade Sword True Understanding, the potential impacts of bestowing the secret of this "nourishing yin and fortifying yang" posture were far less concerning for Duan Yun.

After all, this was within the scope of medical skills. Out of ten doctors, seven or eight claimed they could "strengthen yang," his sword stance was just particularly effective.

It could be said to embody the "Medical Practitioner's Compassionate Heart". Although he typically would charge for this service, today he would pass it on to Huang, whose appearance was overly mature, and hope it would bring happiness to his marriage.

Huang Shi didn't hold much hope, but still politely said, "Really?"

Duan Yun was confident and said, "Just try and see! I'm no quack, you know."

Huang Shi was surprised and asked, "Mr. Duan, you are actually a doctor?"

"Of course, the real deal, a hereditary doctor!" Duan Yun replied, casually omitting the word "gynecologist."

A gynecologist is still a doctor after all.