Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1171 - 604

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The Iron Maiden spoke of the Bloodthirsty Storyteller's past in commanding the world, and it sounded like bragging.

However, given their power of enchantment, it's not impossible they achieved some significant accomplishments in the past.

At least in Ziyu's perspective, there are indeed some mysterious forces in the Martial World, like undercurrents shaping the Martial Arts landscape.

For instance, over two hundred years ago, there was a young emperor who died early. At a young age, he hanged himself along with his empress. Before hanging, he issued a decree transferring the throne to an eunuch named Li Jin, claiming Li Lunzhuang was his father reincarnated, and thus all concubines were left to the eunuch father.

Such a story spreading around would be considered outlandish even by the most imaginative storytellers, resembling an emperor possessed by evil spirits.

This kind of "possession" is common in the Martial World. Reflecting upon it, could it be similar to what the Bloodthirsty Storytellers were doing in "commanding the world"?

The commotion between the emperor and eunuch Li Jin was significant, primarily because Li Jin acknowledged this and claimed he was practicing a Divine Skill, one that could regrow the dragon root.

The emperor's princes, imperial grandsons, and those generals and ministers weren't to be trifled with, and wouldn't let an eunuch run amok, so they planned to kill him on the spot.

What was terrifying about the eunuch Li Jin was that he indeed possessed a Divine Skill; no generals or Inner Palace Experts were his match, and with years of preparation, he successfully suppressed them.

The eunuch thus forcefully became Emperor for over ten years, and it was only with his death that the Emperor was anything but an eunuch.

The Bloodthirsty Storytellers have always aimed to restore the glory of "commanding the world," and who knows how many similar incidents they would create.

Currently, the main goal for Duan Yun and Ziyu was to infiltrate the lair of the Bloodthirsty Storytellers and annihilate them.

The Deyun Conference gathered many people yet remained so discreet, so naturally, their lair is even more mysterious.

Only by penetrating the enemy could they decisively dismantle their operations.

Duan Yun and Ziyu casually found a place here and slept.

Their current identities allowed them to sleep together, so they slept shoulder to shoulder.

This was a very simple Martial World sleep, definitely not the kind between a man and a woman.

Duan Yun slept deeply; his sleep quality was always good, never carrying stress to the next day.

Ziyu also fell asleep and slept soundly, for at this moment, Green Jade was awake.

Upon discovering Duan Yun lying next to her, Green Jade couldn't help but sigh, "It's been so long, there's finally some progress. Why are we still wearing clothes?"

Green Jade felt somewhat dissatisfied to be sleeping next to Duan Yun in clothes.

Unable to resist, she snuggled closer. Through the thin fabric of her clothes, she could even clearly feel the warmth of Duan Yun's body.

Compared to the others at Yuzhu Manor, her elder sister Green Jade always regarded everything with a "for fun" mindset.

Knowing Duan Yun had slept with Ming Yue, Shen Ying, and Feng Ling'er, Ziyu seemed unchanged on the surface, but in truth, she was a bit disappointed.

The female heroes of Yuzhu Manor, except for newcomers, could mostly be said to have watched Duan Yun step by step become the Demon and the Hero.

Previously, Duan Yun claimed he had debuted for less than two and a half years. Few believed this, but those who understood Duan Yun knew it was true.

Because Duan Yun often acted like a novice in the Martial World, unfamiliar with the sects and rules.

As women alongside Duan the Hero, watching him grow and change, bringing storms to the Martial World, and sometimes dragging them along, it was a special emotion.

It was not just admiration for the strong and handsome, but also a sense of accomplishment from witnessing a man's growth.

There were times when Duan Yun could even evoke maternal feelings in these female heroes, as if Duan Yun had been raised and nurtured by them.

Ziyu had similar feelings. She was well aware that she likely wasn't as good as Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er, yet upon hearing the news of them sleeping with Duan Yun, she felt somewhat disappointed, like her beloved toy was meant to be communal but was instead privately used by someone else.

Even the Murong brothers felt a sense of loss.

This sense of loss did not just stem from jealousy over brothers having a better horse, but from Duan Yun sleeping with others, whether male or female, which gave him a sour feeling of disappointment.

This made the Murong brothers briefly panic, fearing they might actually be interested in men.

In any case, whoever this public Young Hero of Yuzhu Manor, Duan Yun, slept with affected the moods of many.

Green Jade, however, was an exception.

She always felt fortunate to be able to sleep with Duan Yun, and failing to do so was a result of her sister not being competitive, which wasted her body, irrelevant to her.

So now, it was time to snuggle and take advantage as much as needed.

In the morning, when Duan Yun awoke, he found several women watching him.

Suddenly, he noticed his crotch was a bit wet.

Duan Yun's sleepiness vanished in an instant, thinking he had, you know.

Young boys occasionally have one or two uncontrollable days each month, academically known as "spontaneous emission."

Duan Yun thought he had done something embarrassing in public, utterly mortified.

He quickly discovered a head resting on his thigh.

Ziyu was sleeping with her head on his leg, facing his crotch, and drooled in her sleep, resulting in...

At a glance, it looked like something had happened!

At this time, the Iron Maiden also came over, joining the onlookers.

The Iron Maiden soon displayed a shocked expression on her face.