Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Duan Zhengchun's expression turned slightly solemn as he looked in the direction where Li Mochou had disappeared, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

From the conversation they had just exchanged, he had already discerned that this hatred, which had been brewing for fifteen years, was actually caused by a romantic relationship.

Although this was only his second meeting with Li Mochou, the heartbroken woman left a deep impression on him.

For a moment, he suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

"Three links?! How are you?!"

Just then, Wu Sanniang's sorrowful cries suddenly came from behind.

Duan Zhengchun came to his senses and frowned slightly as he looked at Wu Santong, who was lying on the ground, pale-faced and with purple lips.

The toxicity of these Ice Soul Silver Needles is indeed potent.

"He's been hit by the Ice Soul Silver Needle! We must find a way to force the poison out immediately!"

Supported by He Yuanjun, Lu Zhanyuan also approached, speaking with a solemn expression and a face full of guilt.

"Father?! Mother?!"

At this moment, Lu Wushuang and the other three, who had been hiding in the shadows, also ran out and hurried over.

Upon hearing that she had to expel the deadly poison from her husband's body, Wu Sanniang looked up at Lu Zhanyuan and his wife pleadingly. However, Lu Zhanyuan himself was too weak to do so, and shook his head with a troubled expression, looking expectantly at Duan Zhengchun, who was standing motionless in place.

"Father, don't die, Father..."

The Wu brothers knelt on the ground, grabbing Wu Santong's arms, crying out in worry.

Wu Sanniang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pulled out three silver needles. She lowered her head and leaned towards the wound, wanting to suck out the poison with her mouth!

"and many more!"

Duan Zhengchun couldn't bear to watch any longer. He said in a deep voice, stepped forward quickly, and almost simultaneously straightened the bodies of Wu Santong and his wife. He then used both palms to directly channel his innate true energy into their bodies!

Wu San Niang had also been corroded by the poison on the silver needles after coming into contact with them!

As layers of mist rose above their heads, their complexions gradually improved.

Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying stood aside, watching Duan Zhengchun, who had just driven away the great demon Li Mochou and personally forced the poison out of Wu Santong and his wife. The admiration hidden in their eyes became more and more obvious.

After a long while, Duan Zhengchun finally finished his practice, slowly stood up, looked at the Wu Santong couple who were covered in sweat, and said calmly, "They're fine now. Help them inside, get some medicine from the clinic, and they'll recover after a period of rest."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Zhanyuan clasped his hands in a salute and said gratefully, "Thank you, Young Hero Duan. If it weren't for you tonight, Lu Family Manor would probably have been in real trouble!"

Wu Santong weakly turned to look at his two sons and murmured, "Aren't you going to thank our benefactor for me..."

Upon hearing this, the Wu brothers hesitated, glanced up at Duan Zhengchun, and then bowed deeply to him, saying in unison, "Thank you, Brother Duan..."

Although he said thank you, his expression clearly showed his reluctance.

Duan Zhengchun saw all of this, but he didn't care. He had said that no one in Lu Family Village could die tonight, and he had to keep his promise.

"Brother Duan, I never imagined your martial arts skills were so high! You really managed to drive away the great demon Li Mochou!"

Lu Wushuang stepped forward, clutching her clothes, looking at Duan Zhengchun somewhat awkwardly, her eyes full of admiration.

Although Cheng Ying didn't say anything, her deep eyes said it all.

Duan Zhengchun ignored Lu Wushuang, turned to look at Lu Zhanyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Although Li Mochou has run away, she will definitely not give up. If I want to resolve this matter, I have to go to her in person."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Duan Zhengchun leaped up and chased after Li Mochou in the direction she had left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Duan, you must be careful!"

Lu Wushuang ran forward a few steps quickly, shouted a word of advice, and looked worried.

Lu Zhanyuan glanced at his daughter, who was extremely concerned about Duan Zhengchun, with a strange expression. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately had the Wu brothers help Wu Santong and his wife into the room.

A calamity was temporarily averted thanks to Duan Zhengchun's intervention.

The bright moon, which had been obscured by dark clouds, had somehow broken through the clouds and was now hanging high in the sky.

...

At daybreak, Duan Zhengchun arrived alone near a dilapidated temple outside Jiangling City.

After a night of tracking, he discovered that Li Mochou's last trace was near this dilapidated temple.

The one who tied the knot must untie it. If we want to resolve the feud between Li Mochou and the Lu family, we can only try to get Li Mochou to let go of her hatred. If we can persuade her to turn over a new leaf and get back on the right path, we can at least give Xiaolongnu a proper explanation.

But he knew it would be difficult, because a person who had been tormented by hatred for fifteen years could not easily let go of that hatred.

"who?!"

Just then, a clear, cold voice suddenly entered Duan Zhengchun's ears, and then a girl dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe flipped over and appeared in front of Duan Zhengchun.

Judging by her age, she should only be eighteen or nineteen years old. She was beautiful with a rosy complexion and was tightly gripping a long sword in her hand.

"Young Taoist priest, where is your master?"

Duan Zhengchun glanced at the young Taoist nun's attire and immediately guessed that she must be Li Mochou's disciple, so he asked her with a smile.

The young nun frowned, her already serious expression turning even more wary. She said coldly, "The person you're looking for isn't here! Leave now! Or I won't be so polite!"

Duan Zhengchun smiled and shook his head, glanced at the dilapidated temple behind the little Taoist nun, said nothing more, and walked straight inside.

"stop!"

The young Taoist nun let out a sharp shout and drew her sword, aiming it at Duan Zhengchun's shoulder!

Upon seeing this, Duan Zhengchun quickly leaned back slightly and extended his right hand, using only his index and middle fingers to swiftly clamp the little Taoist nun's longsword!

The young nun was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting the newcomer to be so skilled. She was furious and secretly blamed herself for not using her full strength and for not striking the opponent's vitals!

But when she tried to pull the sword away and launch another attack to block, she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it out!

"Lingbo?! What happened?!"

Just then, Li Mochou's voice suddenly came from the dilapidated temple behind them.

Just as the young nun was about to speak, she saw a figure flash before her eyes, and Duan Zhengchun was already standing in front of her like lightning. Then, his right index finger pointed out instantly, and she could no longer move or even speak.

Duan Zhengchun smiled, picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, placed it on the tip of the little Taoist nun's sword, and then strolled leisurely into the dilapidated temple.

The young nun stood frozen in place, listening to the footsteps fading behind her, then looking at the stone on the tip of her sword, a look of struggle on her face.

Although she couldn't move, she could clearly feel the weight of the stone.

Inside the dilapidated temple, Li Mochou, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly smelled an unfamiliar scent. She then abruptly opened her eyes and looked towards the entrance.

Duan Zhengchun leaned against the door frame with a smile, staring intently at Li Mochou's rosy complexion, and chuckled, "Don't get distracted, and don't move around recklessly, or you'll suffer a qi deviation."

Li Mochou looked at Duan Zhengchun with both anxiety and anger, but because she had not yet stopped practicing, she dared not make any rash moves. Otherwise, even if the boy at the door did not make a move, she would suffer a qi deviation, and at best she would be seriously injured and lose all her martial arts skills, or at worst she would die on the spot!

"No rush. I'm not here to fight you, much less to kill you. Take your time to heal. I'll wait for you."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he took off the wine gourd from his waist, sat down on the threshold, and began to drink his wine with a contented air.

Li Mochou hesitated for a moment, then, seeing that Duan Zhengchun didn't seem to be lying, she closed her eyes and continued to heal her wounds.

During their fight at Lu Family Manor, although Duan Zhengchun did not use his killing move and held back his strength, he still managed to inflict minor internal injuries on Li Mochou. This was all because Li Mochou was so focused on killing Duan Zhengchun that she was instead harmed by the backlash of her own internal energy.

As Duan Zhengchun drank his wine, he secretly sized up Li Mochou's voluptuous figure, his smile widening.

Unexpectedly, all the disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect were outstanding in appearance. However, Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou were two completely different kinds of beauty. One was the beauty of plum blossoms that were untouched by the dust, while the other was a rose with thorns, delicate yet resilient.

After a long while, Li Mochou finally finished her meditation and looked at Duan Zhengchun, who had been sitting calmly by the door. She frowned slightly, a strange glint flashing in her eyes...