Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"What's going on? Why is this happening?"

Duan Zhengchun frowned as he looked at Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er, who were both limp.

"To prevent us from escaping, the Vajra Sect fed us the Bone-Softening and Soul-Eating Powder. Not only did we lose all our power, but our bones and muscles were also corroded day and night, leaving us unable to move and in excruciating pain!"

Liu Chuxuan sighed, his face filled with helplessness and resentment.

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun's expression turned solemn. He hadn't expected the Vajra Sect to be so ruthless. However, he didn't have time to think about that now; he had to rescue the two as soon as possible.

So he carried Sun Bu'er on his back, tore a strip of cloth from his clothes to tie it up, then quickly picked up Liu Chuxuan and headed straight for the exit of the secret passage.

"Zhiping, are you sure you can manage like this? What if the Vajra Sect finds out? Wouldn't we just become a burden to you?"

Sun Bu'er gave a worried reminder.

"Yes, if we start fighting later, you won't be able to make a move at all. Why don't you leave your senior uncle here, but your junior uncle Sun will leave alone!"

Liu Chuxuan was also worried, so after thinking about it, he decided to give up his chance to leave.

"No! What are you saying, senior brother?! If someone has to stay, it should be me!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Bu'er immediately refused.

Duan Zhengchun continued walking towards the exit of the secret passage with a determined look on his face. Listening to the conversation between the two, he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will bring my two senior uncles out no matter what!"

"Since I promised my master, I will never break my promise!"

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's reply, the two fell silent. They suddenly felt that their junior apprentice seemed somewhat different, but they couldn't quite put their finger on it.

Soon, Duan Zhengchun carried one on his back and held another in his arms, quickly passing through the secret passage and exiting through the hidden door.

But the moment he stepped out the door, his expression suddenly froze, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, glancing around.

Outside the hidden door, hundreds of Vajra Sect disciples had already gathered in the open space, all staring intently at Duan Zhengchun as he broke out of the dungeon.

It turns out that the four guards who died outside the secret door had already been discovered!

The fighting outside the mountain gate continued, and the clang of metal could still be heard from afar. Clearly, the enemy had not sent all their forces outside the gate! Some remained inside the ancient temple to prevent anyone from luring them away!

Duan Zhengchun looked at the dark mass of people in front of him, tied the cloth strip behind him, placed Liu Chuxuan in his arms in the corner next to the hidden door, and then slowly drew his broken sword.

"Go away, take us with you, you won't get out..."

Sun Bu'er, on his back, looked at the enemy slowly approaching with a look of despair and said helplessly.

"I never break my word!"

Duan Zhengchun's face was icy cold as he stared intently at the enemy before him, answering with unwavering resolve.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark mass of enemies roared and charged toward Duan Zhengchun, brandishing their weapons as if they wanted to crush the outnumbered Duan Zhengchun!

A sword rang out instantly, and Duan Zhengchun charged out like an arrow released from a bow. Wherever the sword touched, blood splattered, and severed limbs flew everywhere!

He unleashed his full power the moment he made his move! He brought his swordsmanship to its peak!

Just as he once said, he never shows mercy to evil people!

Although he was carrying the heavily injured Sun Bu'er on his back, he still rampaged through the crowd like a god of death, and no one could stop him!

Sun Bu'er, clinging to Duan Zhengchun's back, and Liu Chuxuan, slumped at the entrance of the secret door, were both dumbfounded and couldn't believe that Duan Zhengchun was the nephew they knew!

Although the enemy outnumbered them, after Duan Zhengchun's reckless charge, people kept falling into pools of blood, and the corpses almost filled the bluestone floor outside the secret door!

The terrifying Duan Zhengchun made the remaining enemies no longer dare to advance as recklessly as they had at the beginning. Some had begun to retreat in fear, while others had turned around and quietly fled.

Just then, a robust young man with a copper ring on his left ear stepped out from the crowd, holding a thick, long golden pestle in his hand, and looked at Duan Zhengchun with a stern face.

As the young man appeared, the remaining Vajra Sect disciples present bowed and stood behind him.

Judging from his appearance, he must be a disciple of considerable status within the Vajra Sect.

"Who are you?! Why did you launch a night attack on my Vajra Sect?! Are you in cahoots with those people outside the sect gates?!"

The young man looked at Duan Zhengchun, who was covered in blood, and shouted a question.

Turns out he's just a dim-witted idiot!

Upon hearing the young man's words, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but sneer inwardly. At this point, anyone should be able to see that he was in cahoots with the people outside the mountain gate, but this young man was asking a question he already knew the answer to, as if he were completely unaware.

"And who are you?! What are you doing with a chopstick in the middle of the night?"

Duan Zhengchun chuckled, pointed to the golden pestle in the young man's hand, and asked a question with feigned curiosity.

He was already a bit tired after playing for so long, so this was a good opportunity to take a break.

"These aren't chopsticks! This is a weapon my master specially commissioned to be made for me! You don't even know that?!"

"My name is Darba, and I am the second...eldest disciple of my master! Who are you?! Quickly state your name!"

The young man paused for a moment, glanced down at the weapon in his hand, quickly offered an explanation, and then revealed his name.

"Why the second disciple? Could it be that there's a first disciple? Or a third disciple? What kind of rules does your Vajra Sect have for accepting disciples and imparting knowledge?"

Duan Zhengchun smiled and continued to press for answers.

Darba looked conflicted and hesitant, then slowly said, "That's because my senior brother already..."

Before he could finish speaking, Duan Zhengchun, who had been watching the show with an expression of amusement, suddenly rushed out like lightning and thrust his sword at Darba!

Darba, who was just about to explain, was clearly taken aback. He then realized that he had been tricked and immediately shouted angrily, swinging his golden pestle at the oncoming broken sword!

With a clang of metal striking metal, the golden pestle and the broken sword clashed instantly, sparking countless sparks!

Duan Zhengchun was secretly taken aback. He did not expect that although Darba seemed to be stupid, his martial arts were not weak. He was even stronger than the four strong men guarding the secret gate. After one move, he was caught off guard and almost dropped the broken sword in his hand!

But this happened in the blink of an eye, because Duan Zhengchun had already circled behind Darba with his strange movements, and then instantly swung his broken sword, killing several enemies before the hilt of the sword struck Darba directly in the back!

After all, he succeeded by sneak attack, so he did not use a killing move on the mentally challenged Darba!

Darba groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but kneel on the ground!

Duan Zhengchun seized the opportunity to quickly return to the vicinity of the secret door, pulled out the signal arrow from his bosom, then immediately picked up Liu Chuxuan, leaped up, flipped over the roof ridge, and jumped directly off the cliff!

As he leaped down, he caught a glimpse of seven figures with strange and swift movements in the ancient temple, rushing towards the hidden gate. They must be experts from the Vajra Sect who had heard the report and were coming to help! But it was too late!

As Duan Zhengchun leaped down the cliff, he tightly embraced Liu Chuxuan with his left hand, while his broken sword was stuck directly into the cliff face with his right hand, and he slid down the cliff at high speed!

After receiving guidance from the herbalist that day, Duan Zhengchun attempted to use the vines to climb to the top of the cliff, but ultimately failed!

The only way to get from the top of the cliff to the bottom is to risk our lives like this. As long as we reach the cave below, we will be able to leave safely!

The broken sword kept scraping against the cliff face, sparks flying everywhere. Duan Zhengchun's entire right arm was already bulging with veins. Because he was carrying the weight of two other people, his arm was constantly in contact with the cliff face due to his imbalance, and it was already scratched. Blood had seeped into his sleeve!

Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er both held their breath, their faces pale as they watched Duan Zhengchun plummeting downwards, their hearts pounding with tension!

If anything goes wrong with this kind of descent, they will surely be smashed to pieces, even though they don't know how high the cliff is.

After a long while, Duan Zhengchun suddenly sprang into the air, his body completing an incredible fold in mid-air, and then swung into the cave at an odd angle, landing steadily on the ground!

It worked!

Duan Zhengchun finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the hundred-foot cliff behind him, a faint smile on his lips, his forehead covered in sweat.

Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er remained pale, unable to describe the countless thoughts that had flashed through their minds during that short period of time.

Duan Zhengchun placed the two men at the cave entrance, took out a tinderbox, and began to inspect every corner of the cave by the dim light.

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