Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1177 - 607:

Duan Yun truly deserved it and received the "Deyun Jade Plate," the highest award at the Deyun Conference.

As a result, he qualified to enter the Inner Sect of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect.

The Third Sect Master, Cao Wang, showed great interest in him, much like the Iron Maiden, both believing they had found a treasure.

A great treasure!

He intended to personally nurture him, but this matter would be discussed with the two other Sect Leaders after reaching the Main Altar.

Ziyu's performance wasn't top-notch, but it was decent. With her cousin's status, she could also enter the Inner Sect.

It was evident that the Iron Maiden, a marginal elder, had gained the favor of Third Sect Master Cao Wang, and she might soon return to a central position.

This was, in a sense, akin to "When one person achieves the Tao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

Duan Yun also gained an opportunity to enter the core of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect.

One could say that they all had a bright future ahead of them.

However, this bright future belonged to the three of them, and among them, someone appeared even more pitiful in contrast.

For example, the Iron-mouthed Scholar, Wang Lifei.

He watched Duan Yun on stage holding the jade plate, feeling that should have been his life.

His life and glory had been taken by someone else, and if he couldn't eliminate his opponent, he feared he would live in this guy's shadow forever.

Seeing his eyes glimmering, his uncle, Elder Tie, quickly approached, saying, "Be patient!"

Wang Lifei clenched his fists, gritting his teeth and saying, "Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank, don't underestimate a poor middle-aged man."

"I was born for storytelling; I'm the chosen one for storytelling. These are just minor setbacks. In the future, this scoundrel will surely become my stepping stone!"

"I, Wang Lifei, swear to the heavens that I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

...

The Deyun Conference opened with great enthusiasm and ended equally swiftly.

Just moments before, the atmosphere was lively and jubilant, with cries of "Turn! Turn! Turn!" resounding throughout the venue, but suddenly, even the crowd and stalls vanished completely.

It was almost like the sudden disappearance of ghosts in a ghost market.

However, these were not matters of concern for Duan Yun. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

This was always a temporary venue, like certain types of stockings, used once and then discarded.

Yet, he couldn't help but marvel at the tremendous manpower and resources required to hold such a conference in such a remote area.

Some things can't be accomplished just with money and ability.

This demonstrated the profound foundation of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect, likely hiding a lot of ill-gotten wealth, making it worthy of a thorough investigation.

Plunder!

After the sect is wiped out, a thorough plunder!

Even though he lost, as the second best in the entire venue, the Iron-mouthed Scholar Wang Lifei was still part of the group heading to the Main Altar.

This time, almost everyone expected him to win the Famous Speaker Champion, only for Nie Feng to emerge unexpectedly.

However, compared to the newcomers Duan Yun and Ziyu, Wang Lifei appeared much more adept on the journey.

His uncle had already informed him about the news from the Main Altar, and his reputation as an Iron-mouth had been established for many years. His conduct was not something these youngsters could compare to.

In storytelling, he couldn't beat Duan Yun, but when it came to flattery and currying favor, he was much more professional than Duan Yun and the others.

Although Third Sect Master Cao Wang seemed unapproachable, the accompanying elders were much more amiable.

Despite his defeat, they saw a promising future in him, and these elders were very congenial.

Especially those who had good relations with his uncle, they were quite jovial and pleasant.

Wang Lifei couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Duan Yun, silently sighing, "Can you do this?"

"High talent is worth crap! In the Martial World, success relies most on relationships and connections!"

...

It seemed that to accommodate these "newcomers," Cao Wang and his party moved at a leisurely pace.

It took two full days to go from a remote wilderness to seeing traces of human activity again.

From Ziyu's experience, this should be somewhere in Yu State.

After all, the mountainous terrain here was quite representative of Yu State, much like the men of Yu State, either henpecked or effeminate, making it quite distinctive.

At this point, a small city built upon the mountain came into view.

From here, one could see the buildings sprawled across the hillside, looking a bit jumbled, especially on the left, which seemed to be the slums, with many makeshift wooden shacks piled upon each other.

Even from a considerable distance, it gave an impression of filth and disorder.

An elder informed them that this was the ancestral land, and these "newcomers" needed to rest briefly at the city's only inn.

Honestly, upon seeing that such a city was the stronghold of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect, Duan Yun felt slightly disappointed.

He wasn't disappointed by the city's small size and apparent poverty but by its lack of distinctive features.

Around Yuzhu Manor, it also used to be desolate, and that graveyard was even haunted, warning away strangers.

But as time passed, it became more distinctive.

Mainly because it bore the deep imprint of these heroic figures, even influencing the surrounding Wangchun City.

But this small city?

Too plain and unremarkable.

Of course, Duan Yun knew that, for this city to serve as the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect's lair, it must be harboring many secrets. Yet, this sneaky feeling was too underwhelming.

In the Evil Demon world, it didn't carry much presence.

Such caliber still wanted to command the world? The aura was insufficient from the start.

In the end, they could only engage in clandestine maneuvers.

What disappointed Duan Yun more was that, after having two meals at the inn with Ziyu, they found the food quite mediocre.