Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Master?! It's Master!"

Lu Guanying looked closely and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The person who suddenly joined the battle was none other than Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, who had met Duan Zhengchun once in Jiangling City!

With Huang Yaoshi's arrival, the battle situation became increasingly clear. What kind of assassin could withstand the combined attack of Duan Zhengchun and Huang Yaoshi?!

Just as the battle was drawing to a close, a head suddenly peeked out from a corner not far away, peering intently in the direction of the fighting.

Just then, an injured assassin who was trying to escape ran towards them. When their eyes met, the figure hiding in the corner gasped and took a step back in a panic.

Lu Wushuang!

Upon seeing that it was a woman, the assassin gritted his teeth and, without saying a word, charged directly at Lu Wushuang, his long knife slashing fiercely at her neck!

Lu Wushuang's face turned pale instantly. She hurriedly raised the two short knives in her hands and engaged the assassin in battle!

However, she wasn't very skilled. Although she managed to block the opponent's first wave of attacks, she was already in a panic, her arms were throbbing with pain, and she could barely hold the knife!

Before she could catch her breath, the assassin was already upon her again, slashing her shoulder with his blade!

"what!"

Lu Wushuang screamed and tried to swing her sword at the enemy, but the enemy had already struck out with a palm, hitting her directly in the chest!

Lu Wushuang, who had been struck in the chest, groaned and flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, already unconscious and with blurred vision.

The assassin sneered, carrying his knife, and walked straight towards Lu Wushuang, who was about to faint. He then raised his long knife, aimed at Lu Wushuang's neck, and swung it down in an instant!

Suddenly, a sharp killing intent instantly spread!

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun appeared before the assassin as if he had transformed into a ghost, and with a single swing of his sword, the assassin's head fell to the ground!

"Shuang'er?!"

Duan Zhengchun quickly squatted down on the ground, picked up the injured Lu Wushuang, and called out to her loudly.

He hadn't expected Lu Wushuang to secretly follow him to Guiyun Manor. He began to blame himself, thinking he should have realized earlier that Lu Wushuang wouldn't be so obedient!

Seeing the blood continuously flowing from Lu Wushuang's mouth, his face grew increasingly gloomy.

"Master, big brother?!"

"cousin?!"

At this moment, Cheng Ying also rushed over upon hearing the noise, and rushed to Lu Wushuang's side in a panic.

They all rushed over after hearing Lu Wushuang's screams!

Duan Zhengchun concentrated his innate true energy between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, quickly sealing Lu Wushuang's heart meridian. Then, he looked up at Cheng Ying and said coldly, "Take her back to her room immediately! Then, immediately notify the women in the back courtyard to heat a tub of hot water!"

Cheng Ying glanced at the murderous-looking Duan Zhengchun, agreed, quickly picked up her cousin, and headed straight for the backyard.

Duan Zhengchun quickly got up, his eyes red, and returned to the battlefield. Limbs and broken arms flew everywhere he went, and he killed all the assassins with his broken sword!

There were several heads rolling on the ground!

Even Huang Yaoshi, who had already stopped fighting, couldn't help but frown at this scene, let alone Lu Guanying and his wife, who were already standing there in a daze.

Tonight was the first time they had seen Duan Zhengchun in action, but they never expected him to be so ruthless and terrifying when he killed people!

After the battle ended, upon hearing that Lu Wushuang was seriously injured, everyone followed Duan Zhengchun to the backyard.

"Everyone, stand back! Don't let anyone disturb us!"

Duan Zhengchun coldly left a sentence and walked into Lu Wushuang's room covered in blood.

Soon, Cheng Ying also came out of the room. Everyone stepped forward to ask about Lu Wushuang's injuries, but Cheng Ying shook her head repeatedly with trembling hands, unable to say a word.

In the end, everyone could only sigh helplessly and leave the backyard temporarily, praying in their hearts that Lu Wushuang would be safe and sound.

Cheng Ying didn't leave; she silently stayed in the courtyard, refusing to leave even for a moment.

Inside the room, Duan Zhengchun examined Lu Wushuang's injuries, his expression growing increasingly grave.

Lu Wushuang was seriously injured and was almost on the verge of death.

The knife wound on his shoulder was merely a mortal injury, but the palm strike to his chest nearly destroyed Lu Wushuang's internal organs. If he hadn't sealed his heart meridian with his innate true energy beforehand, Lu Wushuang would probably be dead by now!

After a brief hesitation, Duan Zhengchun quickly removed all of Lu Wushuang's clothes, then took off his own blood-stained clothes, and carried Lu Wushuang into the bathtub filled with hot water.

He wanted to extend Lu Wushuang's life in the same way Qiu Chuji had saved him! He wanted to use his innate skill to rebuild Lu Wushuang's internal organs!

As he placed his hands, imbued with innate true energy, on Lu Wushuang's back, a continuous stream of innate true energy entered Lu Wushuang's eight extraordinary meridians under the intense pressure of boiling water.

As time slowly passed, two hours had gone by.

Lu Wushuang, who had been deathly pale and barely breathing, gradually regained her color and her breathing became steady.

Sensing the changes in Lu Wushuang's body, Duan Zhengchun, who had kept his eyes closed, finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he still did not stop practicing and continued to let the innate true energy in his body circulate in his and Lu Wushuang's meridians.

In order to prolong Lu Wushuang's life, he almost exhausted half of his own power, which would have been a huge blow to his strength.

But then he was surprised to find that after he had used up 50% of his power, his dantian suddenly seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism, and a continuous stream of pure and yang true energy slowly emerged, completely replenishing his depleted power!

It's the Yi Jin Jing!

He quickly realized that the sudden surge of true energy must have automatically triggered the self-protection mechanism of the Yi Jin Jing mental technique, which instead allowed him to break through to the sixth level of the Yi Jin Jing!

Immersed in the moment, Duan Zhengchun immediately began circulating his Innate Skill, hoping to elevate its level once again!

"It's so cold..."

Perhaps due to the sudden increase in his internal energy, Lu Wushuang, who was originally unconscious, suddenly mumbled something.

Upon hearing the words, Duan Zhengchun immediately came to his senses and realized that with Lu Wushuang's current physique and body, she simply could not withstand such powerful true energy, so he hurriedly stopped practicing.

As soon as she stopped, Lu Wushuang leaned against Duan Zhengchun's chest, whimpering and muttering to herself, sometimes saying she was cold, sometimes saying she was hot.

At this moment, her body contains a powerful force that cannot be resisted without actively circulating and absorbing it. As a result, her body will experience alternating hot and cold sensations, making it easy for her to go into qi deviation.

If they don't find a way to release their anger, they could very well die on the spot!

"Big brother Master... is that you? I'm so cold... ah..."

"Can you hug me...?"

As Lu Wushuang spoke, she suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around Duan Zhengchun's neck.

Feeling the strange sensation in his chest, Duan Zhengchun was instantly struck dumb, and his breathing became heavy.

"Master, I'm so hot..."

"Well..."

Lu Wushuang struggled, hugging Duan Zhengchun tighter and tighter, and then suddenly kissed him.

Duan Zhengchun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out his hands to gently embrace Lu Wushuang in his arms.

"Master..."

"Shuang'er..."

"pain..."

Before long, the already chilled bathwater gradually took on a faint crimson hue.

In the courtyard, Cheng Ying, who had been guarding him closely for three hours, stood stiffly in place, listening to the sweet words whispered in her ear. Unable to remain calm any longer, she immediately raised her hands to cover her ears.

A tear of sadness and disappointment slowly slid down the corner of her eye.

She heard everything and knew everything, but ultimately she was a step behind.

...

The next morning.

Duan Zhengchun lay half-reclined on the bed, circulating his innate true energy. After carefully sensing his surroundings, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Although his Innate Skill is still at the seventh level, it won't be long before he breaks through to the eighth level. With the true energy generated by the Yi Jin Jing mental technique, his internal strength is becoming more and more pure.

Looking at Lu Wushuang, who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, Duan Zhengchun sighed and gently reached out to tidy up her messy hair.

He didn't know whether to blame himself or be thankful. If it weren't for his carelessness, Lu Wushuang wouldn't have been so badly injured. But if Lu Wushuang hadn't been injured, his Yi Jin Jing skill wouldn't have broken through to the sixth level so quickly.

However, the only thing that made him feel gratified was that Lu Wushuang, although her skills were still the same as before, now possessed the internal strength that she would have needed at least ten years of cultivation to acquire!

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