Chapter 079: Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 079: Demonic Cultivation

A surge of emotion rippled through Qin Yun's heart, as he had not anticipated the existence of such a technique.

He felt that this matter, it must not be that simple!

Wei Xuankun glanced at the sky and said, "The full moon is now, the time of utmost yin. It is perfect for our cultivation. General Yuan, if this succeeds, with the support of my father, and the Duke Yan's covert assistance, your strength and status will rapidly increase."

"Excellent!" General Yuan, after a moment's thought, agreed with a delighted expression on his face.

Qin Yun was not surprised; General Yuan, for the sake of his position, was capable of ingratitude, so it was no wonder he could betray his own daughter.

After the discussion, General Yuan swiftly returned to the camp to find Yuan Yanying.

Wei Xuankun and Yan Yun walked behind, and seeing that he did not have the ethereal stone with him, Qin Yun refrained from making a move, so as not to alert the prey prematurely.

"Brother Kun, once you've replenished yourself with Yuan Yanying, your cultivation will surely soar. Barring any mishaps, you'll be able to cultivate the Heart Sutra, and when that time comes, we can practice together, and I'll be able to improve rapidly as well," Yan Yun said with a cold smile, "That wretched woman, Yuan Yanying, after being replenished by you, will become an old and ugly hag."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun couldn't help but take a sharp, cold breath!

This art of replenishment is truly a demonic skill!

At first, Duke Yan slandered Qin Yun as one who practiced demonic arts, portraying him as utterly unforgivable.

At this moment, as the granddaughter and son-in-law of Duke Yan, they were cultivating the malicious demonic arts.

Qin Yun has thoroughly seen through this group of hypocritical people, who speak of benevolence and morality with every breath, yet secretly harbor unknown levels of malevolence.

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In the dead of night, a myriad of stars adorned the sky, with a cold, round moon hanging in the air.

Everyone in the camp was resting, Qin Yun stealthily infiltrated the camp, cautiously approaching Wei Xuankun's tent.

General Yuan has informed Yuan Yanying that Yan Yun has some matters to discuss with her and has asked her to go to the tent where Yan Yun and Wei Xuankun are.

General Yuan, in order to facilitate the matter, called out all the students from the other tents and had them patrol the surrounding woods.

After entering a large tent with a smile on her face, Yuan Yanying asked, "Sister Yan Yun, is there anything I can help you with?"

As soon as she entered, she saw Wei Xuankun, bare-chested and with a sinister grin on his face, while Yan Yun was also there, her pretty face full of malice and a cold sneer.

Yuan Yanying's heart skipped a beat as she sensed something amiss. She was about to leave when Yan Yun rushed over, forcefully pulling her and dragging her onto a bed.

Wei Xuankun let out a series of sinister laughs, lunging fiercely towards Yuan Yanying on the bed!

"You little wretch, tonight you're mine!" Wei Xuankun leered with a sinister grin.

Qin Yun frowned inwardly as he listened from outside. He glanced at the bright moon in the sky, then took out a ghost-headed knife, gripping the hilt tightly, ready to strike at the right moment.

"Ah... Let go of me, what are you doing? Father, Father, save me..." Yuan Yanying cried out in panic and desperation.

She was only at the Fourth Level of Martial Body, while Yan Yun was at the Fifth Level, and Wei Xuankun was at the Sixth Level. There was no way she could resist them on her own.

"Hahaha..." Wei Xuankun sneered.

"Behave yourself and cooperate with Brother Kun!" Yan Yun shouted, slapping Yuan Yanying's face hard, leaving it red and swollen.

Yuan Yanying refused to comply, struggling and crying in despair.

She could endure anything else, but she could not bear the fact that her own father had sold her out...

"Bitch, in what way is my Brother Kun inferior to Qin Tianyi? Why are you resisting?" Yan Yun yelled angrily.

"You heartless beasts! Even if I die, I will never let you defile me!" Yuan Yanying's voice was fierce, filled with sorrow and despair.

In that moment, she seemed to understand many things, suddenly recalling how desperate and helpless Qin Yun must have felt when he was crippled by several old ministers years ago...

Now, she finally empathized with him, remembering how she had distanced herself from Qin Yun, a wave of overwhelming guilt washed over her, making her even more heartbroken!

At this point, she had lost all will to live. Her only regret was not having apologized to Qin Yun...

Yan Yun held down the crying and struggling Yuan Yanying, about to tear off her clothes, when she heard a "rip"!

It wasn't the sound of clothes being torn, but of the tent being slashed open, and a figure darted in!

It was Qin Yun!

Seeing Qin Yun's face, Yan Yun and Wei Xuankun tried to resist, but it was too late!

Qin Yun's ghost-headed great saber sliced through Wei Xuankun's exposed chest like the wind, using the Sixth Style of the Wind-Cleaving Techniques: Breaking Waves!

Slash!

A gash appeared on Wei Xuankun's chest, blood gushing out wildly...

His eyes widened as he looked at Qin Yun, his heart filled with endless resentment. He sensed death looming, and the one who was sending him to his grave was none other than Qin Yun, whom he hated with every fiber of his being!

What infuriated Wei Xuankun the most was that the panicked Yan Yun abandoned him and fled the tent!

Bang!

Wei Xuankun fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, dead in a pool of blood!

Qin Yun glanced at Yuan Yanying lying on the blanket, sighed softly, then began searching the tent. Soon, he found a bundle.

Inside were not only Empty Spirit Stones but also several transparent fruits—the Colorless Fruits needed to cure Ding Tianchun's poison!

He was now certain that the ones who had poisoned him were Master Wei and his son!

Yuan Yanying had already dressed when she saw Wei Xuankun dead in a pool of blood. She appeared remarkably calm.

When she looked at Qin Yun, her expression became complex, filled with guilt and gratitude.

"There's no need to thank me! I did it to reclaim the Spirit Essence Stone. Besides, Wei Xuankun was a practitioner of demonic arts who intended to use you for his cultivation technique. I merely did what needed to be done."

After saying this, Qin Yun walked out of the tent and saw General Yuan and Yan Yun outside.

Yan Yun pointed at Qin Yun and shouted, "It was him... he killed Kun!"

Yanying also came out and, seeing General Yuan, angrily yelled, "Father, why did you do this? How could you cooperate with them to defile me!"

"I did it for your own good. Step aside now and let me kill Qin Yun!" General Yuan said coldly, then glared at Qin Yun and demanded, "What happened to Young Master Wei?"

"Dead!" Qin Yun replied coolly.

Yanying rushed to Qin Yun, tears streaming down her face as she cried, "If you want to kill, kill me!"

Qin Yun didn't waste words with them and immediately used his lightness skill to escape.

But General Yuan was not one to be underestimated; he immediately chased after and blocked Qin Yun.

"Father, let him go! He saved me!" Yanying tried to move forward but was held back by Yan Yun, whose face was twisted with malice.

Yanying gritted her teeth and struggled fiercely against Yan Yun, only to be stopped by Yan Yun's released inner strength!

Yan Yun said coldly, "General Yuan, Kun is dead. If you don't kill Qin Yun today, Master Wei will surely seek revenge on you!"

Despite Wei Xuankun's death, Yan Yun remained eerily calm!

This made Qin Yun secretly marvel, believing that Yan Yun's practice of demonic arts had altered her nature!