Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 370 - 242: Brother, I Can Explain (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 370: Chapter 242: Brother, I Can Explain (Please Subscribe)
At night, in the wilderness, the Murong brothers were practicing under the moonlight.
They were Practicing Posture, breathing in and out with nine shallow and one deep breath, making it appear to Ning Qing as if Moonlight was entering their bodies like milk.
In this cold night in the deep mountains and forests, they didn’t even light a fire in order to avoid being tracked.
The Murong brothers were in the "Jade Sword Stance," frantically absorbing the Moonlight, their complexion getting rosier.
Until they let out a long sigh and said, "All is well."
Admiration surfaced on Ning Qing’s face, as he said, "Murong brothers, you’re truly amazing."
Hearing this praise, the Murong brothers felt as if they were light as a feather.
But they soon encountered a quite troublesome problem.
Even the remote mountains they hid in were discovered, so where could they go next?
This question weighed on their minds like a heavy mountain.
For them, the Mingyu Palace undoubtedly represented a mountain that was difficult to conquer.
This time three female disciples were enough to break the Murong brothers, what if next time, they sent someone even more formidable?
Like an elder, or even that legendary, myth-like figure, the Palace Master?
Although the Murong brothers had recently grasped the essence of "A Night Listening to Spring Rain," it was a pity they had only touched the surface and couldn’t yet make further progress.
At this moment, the Murong brothers looked southward and said, "Let’s go there first."
Under the same moon, Duan Yun was also Practicing Posture.
Once the Jade Sword Stance was assumed, the silver-white moonlight transformed into a milky energy, continuously flowing into Duan Yun’s body.
No matter how many times they had seen it, Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er always found this scene quite pleasing and enjoyable.
Now that Ziyu had joined, she too marveled with amazement.
Since obtaining two more Primordial Spirit Lotuses and grasping the "Thousand Heroic Fire Lotus Blossoms," Duan Yun felt it necessary to strengthen his inner fire.
Thus, the Jade Pillar Skill, which was for nourishing yin and strengthening yang, became the most convenient method.
For a while, his body followed his breathing, wildly absorbing the Moonlight, so fierce, as if it were brewing a surging tide!
...
Crack crack crack...
The sound of firecrackers filled the air, along with a faint smell of gunpowder.
Ever since the battle at the graveyard, Yushi Town had become increasingly lively, and the lives of its residents had grown better.
Look, people in Yushi Town could now afford to set off firecrackers for the new year.
Some households hung red lanterns and pasted new door gods, all in a festive and joyous mood.
On the second day of the first lunar month, there was a small gathering in Yushi Town, and Duan Yun and his group were enjoying the rare festive atmosphere of the new year.
That’s because, in a few days, they would have to set off for the Gathering Talent Manor.
The group ate, drank, and purchased on the street, having a great time.
Many people looked at Duan Yun with envious eyes.
A man accompanied by three beauties strolling through the streets was an enviable sight indeed.
This kind of treatment was usually reserved for the gentry in the city.
And what was most infuriating was that Duan Yun was also young and handsome.
Some even cursed under their breath or spread rumors, saying that these were Duan Yun’s stepmothers, and sooner or later, they would be caught by Duan Yun’s father for misconduct, not only losing the face of ancestors but possibly leading to enmity between father and son, being kicked out of the family.
And yet, others were excited and envious because of these rumors.
"Why are the stepmothers my father finds one uglier than the other?"
Duan Yun was busy gobbling up food and drinks as well as making new year purchases. With the ample Silver Coins sent by the Huangshan Six Swords, he could certainly have a good year, and he had no idea that he had inexplicably gained three "stepmothers" of outstanding grace.
By the afternoon, Duan Yun and the group reluctantly headed home.
On the way, they could not help but talk about the Murong brothers.
Although the Murong brothers, as the lower ranks of the Yuzhu Villa, were still a part of it, their absence during the new year was a bit of a disappointment.
Moreover, sometimes when dealing with others, they claimed they were tenants of the Yuzhu Villa while the Murong brothers were the real Manor Masters.
"It looks like the Murong brothers aren’t going to visit the girl’s family but returning to his maternal home," Shen Ying said with a sigh.
"I don’t know if that woman is blind or mad to fancy someone like Murong," Feng Ling’er sighed following.
Shen Ying teased, "As if you didn’t have a thing for him back then."
"That’s because he was practicing the Demon Blade, and I was bewitched! Now when I think about it, it disgusts me. Don’t talk about me; given the circumstances, you and Duan Yun might even be siblings."
"Shut your mouth!"
Ziyu followed behind, not saying much, but she couldn’t help biting her lip and gave Duan Yun a couple more glances.
Under these circumstances, her favorable impression of Murong in her heart plummeted. Instead, she really became intrigued by Duan Yun, inspired by her despicable older sister.
No, without getting clear, this was disloyalty to her feelings.
She did not want to become like the women in her books.
Her writing used such characters for reflection and enlightenment; she couldn’t become that kind of bad woman!
And just then, a voice whispered in her mind— "Little vixen, don’t deny it, your heart is moved."
Hearing the voice, Ziyu’s face reddened a bit and she replied, "You’re talking nonsense."
At this point, the four of them were walking up the slope towards Yuzhu Villa.
Feng Ling’er couldn’t hold back and said, "I always feel there are ghosts in that house."
There were a few deserted houses around Yuzhu Villa, all gloomy.
Except for Yuzhu Villa, no one had lived in those houses, and even beggars were unwilling to stay there.
On hearing about ghosts, Shen Ying immediately became interested and said, "Why do you think there are ghosts there?"
"Last night, when I came back from fishing, I always felt that there were people moving and talking in those houses. Besides us, no decent person would want to live near the graveyard," Feng Ling’er stated solemnly.
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