Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 391 - 252 This is the Gold Content of a Hero’s Teeth! (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 391: Chapter 252 This is the Gold Content of a Hero’s Teeth! (Please Subscribe)
By Bi Lake, beside the bonfire, Duan Yun and Feng Ling’er, Shen Ying were eating and drinking under the moonlight, making a ruckus and having a great time.
But suddenly, Shen Ying stopped laughing.
Right after, Feng Ling’er also stopped laughing.
Then, Duan Yun turned his head and saw the Murong brothers standing stupidly by the carriage, staring blankly.
"What’s up?" Duan Yun mocked.
The guy was standing there like he was possessed.
"Damn it, you’re drinking and feasting without inviting me?"
"Don’t you know I’m so hungry I could eat a whole cow?"
The Murong brothers complained with a resentful face.
Feng Ling’er responded, "We saw you sleeping soundly and didn’t want to disturb you."
Duan Yun put on the guise of a professional doctor and said, "Indeed, you’re wounded and should be resting."
Shen Ying nodded, "We’re not stopping you from eating and drinking; look, we saved some for you."
"Really?"
The Murong brothers hurried over, looking at the fish bones on the ground but no fish, he picked up the wine jar that was light and void of wine, and said, "Where is what you’ve saved for me?"
Shen Ying was taken aback.
She remembered there was some left, but they ate it all by accident, and the wine was gone too.
So Shen Ying couldn’t help but say to the Murong brothers, "If you wanted to eat, why didn’t you say so earlier?"
"Yeah, why didn’t you say so earlier?" Feng Ling’er echoed.
The Murong brothers gasped, and mocked, "How could I say it earlier when I was asleep?"
Feng Ling’er nodded, "Right, you not saying it earlier is your problem, what’s it got to do with me?"
Shen Ying followed, "Look at Duan Yun, why is it that though he too was asleep, he woke up at just the right time, but your timing is always off."
The Murong brothers were once again shocked, "My timing is off?"
"Let’s go! I’m going home!" the Murong brothers grumbled.
Duan Yun puzzled, "You’re not eating?"
"No hair left, what’s there to eat! I’m already full from your nonsense!" the Murong brothers said with a heartbroken expression.
That’s right, only Ning Qing truly cared about him!
These people were no good.
Shen Ying said, "Okay, okay, it’s just fish, right? I’ll get you two more."
The more the Murong brothers thought, the angrier he got, "Two? You think you can get rid of me with two? I won’t settle for less than four!"
"And they better be big ones!"
The Murong brothers added.
In the end, the Murong brothers were appeased by four grilled fish and joined in the laughter.
Anyway, he was very good at finding ways to climb down the ladder with dignity.
At this moment, Duan Yun’s fingertips flashed with thunder, channeled into his injured right arm.
This was his most severe injury to date, truly bone-deep.
Feng Ling’er couldn’t help but express concern, "How’s your injury?"
Duan Yun, while treating himself, said, "Very serious! Unprecedentedly serious! I was optimistic before."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned solemn.
The Murong brothers couldn’t help but say, "Will your hand be disabled?"
Duan Yun shook his head, "That won’t happen, but even with my supreme gynecology skills, daily treatment will probably still take half a month for full recovery. Truly a rare serious injury in my life."
The Murong brothers: "..."
Feng Ling’er: "..."
Shen Ying: "..."
Is that even human language?
You’ve just killed a Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch who had refined two Dragon Essences and slaughtered seven sects’ elites, and you’re saying your injury is very serious, needing half a month to fully recover.
Putting these sentences together gives a strange feeling.
At this point, as Duan Yun was undergoing electrotherapy, he said seriously, "That’s not right."
"What’s wrong now?"
Shen Ying and the others asked with concern.
"I feel that if I treat this arm daily, stimulating its meridians and flesh, making it adapt, it might end up even more agile than before the injury," Duan Yun explained earnestly.
"I’m going to sleep!"
"Me too."
With that said, Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er didn’t want to deal with him anymore.
But only the good brother, the Murong brothers, looked expectant, "You mean it could become more agile? How about you give me a bit of that treatment too?"
Duan Yun shook his head, "Nope."
"Why not?" the Murong brothers challenged.
"My electricity is running low, only enough for my own use," Duan Yun explained.
The last major recharge was during the destruction of the Thunder God Old Mother Sect, and after that, several Electromagnetic Sword Fields were released, so now there’s not enough electricity.
He’s currently using demon electricity that he generates himself.
Compared to Heavenly Thunder Charge, this efficiency of generating electricity himself is still too low.
"Temporarily? So will there be enough in the future?" the Murong brothers pressed on.
He really wanted to receive Duan Yun’s electrotherapy!
Who wouldn’t want their hands, even their fingertips, to be more agile?
There are so many benefits to that.
Duan Yun answered, "Probably not until there’s thunder."
The Murong brothers raised an eyebrow, "Doesn’t that mean waiting until spring or summer?"
"Yes, I’m not the Thunder God; thunder doesn’t strike just because I say so."
"I’m also going to bed."
With that, the Murong brothers lost interest in him and walked away.
But in the middle of the night, both men were awake, standing there practicing with their swords, absorbing the Moonlight.
Moonlight, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, aids injury recovery.
Unbeknownst to observers, from behind they might have thought the two were messing about by the water.
Several days later, Duan Yun and the group had arrived near Wangchun City.
This time, they had a rewarding haul, so the four decided to have a good stroll and deal with the spoils of battle they had picked up from the corpses.
The act of chivalry yielded an undeniable wealth, with nearly twenty high-quality weapons seized.
Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er, being old hands in the Martial World and daughters of prominent families, had high standards, and few things caught their eyes.
With so many weapons, even though the Murong brothers had the idea to wield four knives at once, they still wouldn’t need so many.
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