Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

under night.

"Brother Duan, who exactly are you? We only know your surname is Duan, but what's your name?"

Seeing that Duan Zhengchun not only scared away the Wu brothers but also said he would protect her, Lu Wushuang became bolder and tilted her head to stare at Duan Zhengchun's face with a face full of curiosity.

Previously, Lu Zhanyuan and Wu Santong had tried to find out Duan Zhengchun's background and identity, but Duan Zhengchun did not reveal anything, only simply stating his surname.

Moreover, he had changed his Taoist robes, and apart from the One Finger Divine Skill he had previously displayed, there was no discernible origin from him.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your rooms. Li Mochou might come at any time."

"Remember what I just said: if a fight breaks out, make sure you hide well."

Duan Zhengchun tilted his head back, took a sip of wine, and said something in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid!"

Lu Wushuang puffed out her chest, full of courage.

Duan Zhengchun turned his head and glanced at the two bulges. He paused for a moment, coughed, and said, "Confidence based on words will eventually lead to great losses. One must rely on strength."

Lu Wushuang pouted and said unhappily, "You look down on me?! How do you know I'm not good at martial arts?! I wasn't even using my full strength when we fought just now!"

Duan Zhengchun avoided his gaze and said calmly, "I'm not talking about you, but everyone in Lu Family Manor right now, including your father. You are no match for Li Mochou at all."

"If you want to live, do as I say!"

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's cold words, a look of disappointment flashed across Lu Wushuang's face. She stamped her foot and said, "I originally thought you were a great hero for staying to help Lu Family Village! I didn't expect you to make fun of me again and again! Humph, I'm ignoring you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Wushuang turned and left angrily.

"Brother Duan, please don't mind her. She's always had this temper since she was little. She didn't mean to offend you."

"I'll go check on her. I'll go downstairs first. It's windy at night, Brother Duan, you should go back to your room early."

Cheng Ying bowed slightly, her face apologetic, her voice soft.

Compared to Lu Wushuang's willful and capricious nature, Cheng Ying is gentle and refined, making them two completely different people.

"Take care of her."

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said something indifferently.

Cheng Ying nodded, glanced at Duan Zhengchun intentionally or unintentionally, and then left.

Duan Zhengchun took a deep breath, looked at the bright moon still obscured by dark clouds in the night sky, shook his head, picked up the wine pot, slowly got up, and walked towards his room.

There will be no moonlight tonight, as if deliberately avoiding this battle of revenge that could happen at any moment.

...

"What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?"

"Flying together across the vast land, their old wings have weathered many winters and summers?"

"Joyful moments, bitter partings, and among them, foolish lovers. You should have words to say: Across ten thousand miles of layered clouds, amidst a thousand mountains covered in evening snow, to whom does this solitary figure turn?"

After an unknown amount of time, a woman's mournful sigh suddenly echoed through the night.

She is coming!

Duan Zhengchun, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, opened his eyes instantly upon hearing this familiar voice. He sat up abruptly, squinted through the dark room, and looked into the courtyard with piercing eyes.

Footsteps sounded, and Lu Zhanyuan and his wife, along with Wu Santong and his wife, arrived in the courtyard one after another. They looked at a Taoist nun in a yellow robe standing with her hands behind her back on the eaves, and the four of them almost simultaneously had solemn expressions.

Fifteen years have passed, and the time for it to finally come to an end has arrived.

"Lu Zhanyuan! The fifteen-year agreement has been reached. Tonight, you will surely die!"

Li Mochou looked down at Lu Zhanyuan, who was standing in the courtyard, her voice icy, but a hint of struggle was visible between her brows.

Seeing her childhood sweetheart again after many years, the past events came flooding back, and her heart was torn apart.

“Sister Chou, fifteen years have passed, why can’t you let go of the past?”

"You know perfectly well that we can't go back..."

Lu Zhanyuan frowned, looking at Li Mochou with a hint of helplessness.

"Shut up! Because of you, I was expelled from the sect by my master and became a laughingstock of the world! I endured humiliation for fifteen years! How could I possibly let it go?!"

"And what about you?! Not only are you staying with this slut, but you also have your own child with her! Don't you feel even the slightest bit of guilt towards me?!"

Li Mochou pointed a finger at He Yuanjun, her eyes already filled with murderous intent.

"What happened back then was indeed something I wronged you about. If you still hold a grudge, I'll let you do whatever you want with me! But please, don't hurt my wife and children!"

"This has nothing to do with them! They are innocent!"

Lu Zhanyuan spoke loudly, a hint of guilt unconsciously showing between his brows.

"Then tell me! Was I better to you, or was she better to you?! Have you ever regretted it?!"

Li Mochou sneered as she looked at Lu Zhanyuan's pleading expression, and asked him a smug question.

Lu Zhanyuan frowned, turned around and took He Yuanjun's hand, and said seriously, "You are very good, but Yuanjun and I are in love. In the past fifteen years, she has taken great care of me and worked hard for me. Of course, she is better to me."

"I admit the mistakes I made back then, but I have never regretted my choices! Tonight, I am at your mercy, but you must not harm Yuan Jun and my daughter!"

Upon hearing this, Li Mochou's face instantly turned furious. She flicked her whisk and shouted, "What a pair of lovesick fools! Despicable and shameless! Tonight I will go on a killing spree and slaughter everyone in the Lu Family Manor!"

Wu Santong stepped forward, pointed at Li Mochou with one finger, and shouted, "She-devil! With me, Wu Santong, here, you won't succeed tonight!"

Li Mochou glared at Wu Santong and said coldly, "You're courting death!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly leaped down, his whisk flashing out like lightning as he attacked Wu Santong!

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhanyuan released his wife's hand and rushed over.

Soon, the five men clashed in the courtyard, and for a time, it was a close and evenly matched contest.

Although Li Mochou was fighting four opponents alone, she was not at a disadvantage at all. With a wave of her whisk, she had injured He Yuanjun and Wu Sanniang, who were the weakest in martial arts, in no time.

After twenty moves, Lu Zhanyuan and the other three had all shown signs of defeat and were in grave danger!

Seizing the opportunity, Li Mochou forcefully swung her left hand, and immediately three silver needles, accompanied by a whooshing sound, struck Wu Santong directly!

Wu Santong screamed and stumbled to the ground!

"Three links?!"

Wu Sanniang exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward, trying to stand in front of Wu Santong.

However, Li Mochou did not continue to kill Wu Santong. Instead, she turned around and rushed towards He Yuanjun. With a flick of her whisk, she attacked He Yuanjun's face!

"Yuan Jun, be careful!"

Lu Zhanyuan shouted, trying to stop her, but Li Mochou kicked him to the ground!

Just as the whisk was about to strike He Yuanjun, a loud bang suddenly rang out. A room in the distance suddenly opened its door, and a figure rushed to Li Mochou's side like lightning. He blocked the whisk with his sword sheath and then flicked his finger in an instant!

A sharp burst of energy shot straight toward Li Mochou's face, almost grazing her ear!

Li Mochou was taken aback and immediately jumped back, looking up at Duan Zhengchun who had suddenly appeared. She then flew into a rage.

"You brat, it's you again?! Why do you keep ruining my plans?!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Li Mochou calmly and said indifferently, "I don't want to see anyone die here tonight, including you. Go now."

If he hadn't held back, the force of that One-Finger Divine Skill would have already struck Li Mochou.

"This is a feud between me and those two scoundrels, what's it to you?! If you dare to interfere again, I'll kill you too!"

Li Mochou looked at Duan Zhengchun with resentment and shouted angrily.

"You are no match for me."

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said something indifferently.

"What a loud tone!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Li Mochou charged directly at Duan Zhengchun and attacked again.

With one hand behind his back, Duan Zhengchun parried Li Mochou's relentless attacks with the other, but even so, Li Mochou was unable to harm him in the slightest.

After thirty moves, Duan Zhengchun remained calm. His sword had never been drawn; he had only been on the defensive and had not yet unleashed his true killing move.

After a long while, Li Mochou seemed to realize that she was no match for him, and finally stopped. She glared at Duan Zhengchun with resentment and then leaped onto the roof.

"Lu Zhanyuan, you can run away now, but you can't hide forever! I don't believe this kid can protect you forever!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he vanished without a trace...