Chapter 196: The Identity of the Men in Night-Walking Garments

At this moment, Long Er, whom Duan Fengyun and the other three were deeply concerned about, was suffering inhuman torture.

This group of men in Night-Walking Garments tied Long Er's hands and hung him upside down from a pillar.

They lit a fire in the dilapidated temple and ate their meal, while Long Er was left hanging in the air, watching this group gorge themselves, drooling all by himself.

A man in a Night-Walking Garment walked up to Long Er with a chicken leg and gestured, saying:

"Kid, do you want to eat this chicken leg?

If you want to eat it, just shout out loud that Duan Fengyun is a bastard; as long as you say it, I will give you this chicken leg to eat."

Long Er smiled and spat a mouthful of saliva directly onto the man's face:

"You want to insult my father? Keep dreaming!

Once my father finds me, I will definitely make him tear you into ten thousand pieces."

The man in the Night-Walking Garment wiped the saliva off his face, turned his anger into a laugh, stood up, and said:

"You still want to see your father!

Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish for both father and son, and let you two meet on the road to the Yellow Springs."

The man in the Night-Walking Garment raised his fist and punched Long Er directly in the stomach.

"Pfft."

Long Er was sent spitting blood by this punch.

Although Long Er possessed several decades of Tenggenier's cultivation, he was, after all, still a child's body; how could he withstand such a forceful punch from the man?

Spitting blood, Long Er opened his mouth to reveal his snow-white teeth and smiled:

"Is that all the strength you have?

Did you not eat enough? Can you give this young master a quick death?"

Although Long Er was still young, the ruthlessness in his bones meant he would never yield to this group of people.

A thought remained firm in Long Er's mind:

"I am the son of Duan Fengyun; I cannot lose face for my father, I cannot let these people look down on me, I must prove myself."

It was precisely because of this belief that Long Er swallowed the blood in his mouth and stared at the man in the Night-Walking Garment with a face full of killing intent.

The man in the Night-Walking Garment was startled by Long Er's stare and shouted to the leader of the men in Night-Walking Garments:

"Boss, this little brat has tough bones.

Should we use something harsher to let him have a taste?"

The leader of the men in Night-Walking Garments nodded and said:

"Go ahead, but there is one condition: you must keep him alive.

We still need to rely on this guy to fish tomorrow!"

After the man nodded, he looked at Long Er with a sinister smile.

For a guy like Long Er who wouldn't shed tears until he saw his coffin, this group of men in Night-Walking Garments had plenty of experience; he wanted to show Long Er all kinds of torture methods.

He would let Long Er know that there were still many things in this world he did not know about.

This man in the Night-Walking Garment did not treat Long Er as a child at all, pulling out Long Er's fingernails one by one.

Yet Long Er did not make a single sound, only continuing to clamor that he would have this man sliced into a thousand pieces.

In the end, Long Er could not endure this painful torture and fainted directly.

Looking at the fainted Long Er, the man in the Night-Walking Garment looked at the leader and said:

"Leader, this little brat has fainted, what should we do?"

The leader of the men in Night-Walking Garments thought for a moment and replied:

"Since he has already fainted, then leave him be.

You go down and rest first."

The leader of the men in Night-Walking Garments then looked at another man in a Night-Walking Garment and asked:

"Has the Gunpowder been arranged?"

The man in the Night-Walking Garment nodded and replied:

"Leader, don't worry.

The Gunpowder has been arranged; as long as Duan Fengyun dares to come tomorrow, I will definitely make him die without a burial place."

The leader of the men in Night-Walking Garments laughed:

"Well done.

When we return, I will definitely reward you well."

On Duan Fengyun's side, the four martial brothers sat in the courtyard, gazing at the stars in the sky and lost in thought.

Seeing that the time was about right, Nie Feng, Qin Shuang, and Bu Jingyun returned to their respective rooms and changed into Night-Walking Garments.

"Junior Brother Duan, we will be going first; you take it slow tomorrow."

The three, dressed in Night-Walking Garments, said to Duan Fengyun with concern.

Duan Fengyun nodded and said:

"Three senior brothers, take care on the way."

Taking advantage of the night, Nie Feng and the others disappeared into the darkness.

Duan Fengyun sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the round moon in the sky and murmuring:

"Long Er, you must not be in any trouble.

Rest assured, Father will definitely tear these guys into ten thousand pieces."

Duan Fengyun sat silently in the courtyard by himself until dawn.

When the roosters crowed at dawn, Duan Fengyun finally returned to his room.

After taking a bath and changing his clothes, Duan Fengyun found Wen Chou Chou.

"Chouchou, I am going with Yun and the others to rescue Long Er; I will leave the Dragon Gate in your charge for the time being.

If anything comes up, you may act first and report later; this is the authority I grant you, so you can feel free to act boldly."

Wen Chou Chou looked at Duan Fengyun, and after a long while, he only spat out one sentence:

"Leader, be careful in everything!"

Duan Fengyun nodded, took the Yellow Emperor Sword, and hurried toward Qingfeng Mountain.

Qingfeng Mountain was not far from the Dragon Gate, only half an hour's distance away.

Because the terrain of Qingfeng Mountain was steep and covered in dense primeval forests, it was sparsely populated, which was likely why this group of men in black chose it.

Duan Fengyun rode his horse to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain; he spotted the people hiding in the shadows at a glance, but he did not make a sound, only raised the corners of his mouth in a smile before continuing toward the summit.

The men in black in the shadows watched for a long time, and after confirming that no one had followed Duan Fengyun, they sent a message up the mountain.

After the people on the mountain received the message, they reported to their leader:

"Duan Fengyun has come alone; no one else has come!"

The leader of the men in black smiled triumphantly and said:

"Hahahaha!

Duan Fengyun is indeed a man of his word.

Let's go; since he has already climbed the mountain, it is time for us to go up and wait for him."

The leader of the men in black led the men in black and brought Long Er to the summit of Qingfeng Mountain.

After Duan Fengyun arrived at the summit, he looked at the bloodied and bruised Long Er and shouted angrily:

"You people are truly insane to lay a hand on even a little child.

I have arrived now, so there is no need for you to hide anymore.

Take off your masks and let me see exactly what kind of sacred beings you are."

The leader of the men in black laughed loudly and said:

"Duan Fengyun, now you have finally experienced the taste of watching those around you being humiliated.

Shouldn't we be allowed to take revenge for the humiliation you brought upon our country?"

Having said this, the leader of the men in black removed his mask, and the other men in black followed suit one after another.

Long Er did not recognize the toothbrush mustache of the men in black, but Duan Fengyun was all too familiar with this type of beard.

"You are Dongying people?"

The man in the lead replied:

"That's right, we are indeed from Dongying.

Duan Fengyun, back then you came to our Dongying, killed our Eight-Headed Divine Beast, and humiliated our Emperor.

Now, it is time to pay that debt back."

It turned out that this man in black was the younger brother of the former Emperor of Dongying; after learning that his brother had died from the humiliation caused by Duan Fengyun, he had been plotting how to kill Duan Fengyun.

Upon learning that Duan Fengyun was going to establish the Dragon Gate, he racked his brains and schemed to kill Duan Fengyun.

After some investigation, they learned that Long Er was Duan Fengyun's adopted son and that Long Er was deeply favored by Duan Fengyun, so they set their sights on Long Er.

Duan Fengyun had calculated everything, but he never expected that the people who kidnapped Long Er would be from Dongying.

Duan Fengyun smiled:

"I didn't expect that even after your Eight-Headed beast and Emperor died, you still don't know when to quit and dare to come to our Central Plains Martial Arts to cause trouble again.

Last time you were lucky, but this time I will not let you leave alive."

At the leader's command, dozens of Dongying warriors surrounded Duan Fengyun.

They had always prided themselves on the spirit of Bushido and never disdained to bully the few with the many.

But Duan Fengyun was different; he was the one who had killed their national guardian beast and humiliated their Emperor, and their entire nation wished they could tear Duan Fengyun into a thousand pieces.

Yet, these dozens of people were like cannon fodder in front of the current Duan Fengyun.

Duan Fengyun did not even draw his sword; he leaped into the air and knocked everyone to the ground with a single sweep of the Wind God Leg.

Seeing this, the leader of the men in black hurriedly dodged and moved behind Long Er.

He grabbed Long Er by the throat and said:

"Duan Fengyun, your precious son is in my hands; if you know what's good for you, pick up your sword and cripple your own martial arts."

The bloodied and bruised Long Er endured the pain, shook his head at Duan Fengyun, and used all his strength to say to Duan Fengyun:

"Father, don't worry about me; kill these Dongying people and avenge me."

The man in black squeezed Long Er's throat, preventing him from speaking further.

"Duan Fengyun, your son's life or death depends entirely on you."

Duan Fengyun looked at Long Er and slowly picked up the Yellow Emperor Sword in his hand.

"Duan Fengyun, hurry up.

As long as you cripple your own martial arts, I will let this brat go."

The leader of the men in black shouted from the side.

Duan Fengyun looked at a figure to the side and suddenly smiled:

"Feng, I leave this to you."

Duan Fengyun was worthy of being the God of Wind; his stealth skills were so good that even Duan Fengyun had not noticed him.

It was only just now, when Nie Feng intentionally exposed himself in front of Duan Fengyun, that Duan Fengyun discovered him.

With lightning speed, Nie Feng turned into a gust of wind and swept Long Er to the side.

Duan Fengyun looked at the leader of the men in black mockingly and smiled:

"Oh, Long Er is no longer in your hands now; let's see what bargaining chips you have left!"

The leader of the men in black laughed:

"Duan Fengyun, I knew long ago you would play tricks, so I had already ordered men to bury explosives here on Qingfeng Mountain.

Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

"Then your daydream is destined to fail!

Take a look at who we have in our hands!"

Bu Jingyun's voice rang out in the ear of the leader of the men in black.

Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang flew to stand before Duan Fengyun, and Bu Jingyun, holding seven severed heads in his hand, said to the leader of the men in black:

"You should be familiar with these seven people; they have already gone down to wait for you.

You don't need to be in a hurry; we will send you down very soon."

Duan Fengyun spread his hands and said:

"Oh, what a pity.

Even if you die now, you cannot drag me down with you.

But it doesn't matter; there are many of your subordinates down there to keep you company, so you can go with peace of mind."

"Ah, Duan Fengyun, I am going to kill you."

The leader of the men in black drew the samurai sword from his back and charged at Duan Fengyun.

Duan Fengyun did not even look at him carefully, raising his hand to kill him instantly with Duanmai Sword Qi.

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