Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 403 - 256: What Pettiness? This is called Taking Precautions! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 403: Chapter 256: What Pettiness? This is called Taking Precautions! (Please Subscribe)

Night falls, with few people left on the streets of Small Spring Town.

Especially after several beggars froze to death in winter, the number of people active on the streets at night dwindled even more.

Only a braised food stall and a tavern kept their lights burning.

Previously, there was a storyteller who would tell tales at night, providing a semblance of liveliness, but since the storyteller started getting argued with and even beaten, the nights fell silent of stories.

Thus, in this desolate night, Duan Yun and his two companions were searching for someone.

On the road, a beggar was shivering with his neck shrunk in.

Suddenly, a piece of silver dropped in front of him, lighting up his eyes.

"Have you seen two rather beautiful women?" Duan Yun asked.

Seeing how young Duan Yun was, the beggar couldn’t help but say, "Big brother, are you looking to visit a brothel?"

"There’s more than just two beautiful women!"

Duan Yun: "..."

"Call your leader over here!"

There had to be a leader among these beggars.

While the Beggar Gang’s influence in Yun State wasn’t strong, there were still leaders ruling their territories.

"Our leader won’t meet anyone so easily!"

Thud, Duan Yun threw another piece of broken silver down.

The beggar’s eyes revealed a greedy look as he said, "Big brother, it’s not that I don’t want to help."

He was just angling for more money.

But the next moment, a hand was already pressing down on his head, bringing with it a strange suction force.

The beggar’s greedy eyes suddenly went blank as he cried out, "I want to become a hero!"

"Take me to see your leader," Duan Yun said.

"Alright! A hero should lead the way."

The beggar stood up and started leading the way.

Duan Yun casually reclaimed all the silver he had just given out.

He had intended to solve the problem with silver, but now he felt he shouldn’t give it anymore.

The beggar leader’s den was located in the City God Temple outside the town, whose deity statues had long been removed, leaving the beggar leader lying on top.

It must be said, this beggar leader was living quite comfortably.

When Duan Yun and his companions walked in, he was sleeping in a big floral quilt, with chicken legs, rice meat, and fruit trays laid out beside him for a late-night snack.

Well, he was eating better than Duan Yun and his companions.

Similarly, this beggar leader was a greedy and prideful creature who wanted more money.

Infuriated by Duan Yun disturbing his eating and drinking, he was quite dissatisfied.

He was very much like a corrupt troublemaker.

The next instant, the City God Temple echoed with the calls of "I want to become a hero!"

That night, the beggars of Small Spring Town seemed to have gone mad, yelling "I want to become a hero!" while helping to search for people.

Indeed, under the influence of Young Hero Duan, they all became very righteous, helping without asking for a single penny.

Unfortunately, even with local snakes’ help, Duan Yun and company still didn’t get many clues.

They had only seen Ning Qing and Ziyu in the afternoon; their beauty and foreignness attracted the beggars’ attention.

This group of beggars liked to steal things, but they didn’t dare to mess with them.

For in the Martial World, women who could stroll the streets so boldly without attendants were definitely more terrifying than ten burly men.

The beggars also knew how to size people up and could tell the two women were likely skilled in martial arts.

The trail ended there.

Because even though some had seen them, no one knew where they had gone.

However, one beggar mentioned, "Today, it seems there were more beautiful strangers in Small Spring Town than just those two."

According to this little beggar, there was a stunningly beautiful woman in red who appeared in Small Spring Town, even more breathtaking compared to Ning Qing and Ziyu.

But her whereabouts were elusive; talk appeared and disappeared, with only this little beggar claiming to have seen her, making his peers doubt his sight.

In Small Spring Town, if any strange beautiful women appeared, they would be noticed right away.

After all, chatting about women was one of the few entertainment activities these beggars enjoyed every day.

Hearing this news, a sense of unease grew in the hearts of Duan Yun and his companions.

A mysterious beautiful woman vanishing along with Ziyu and Ning Qing - this was all too similar to the style of Mingyu Palace.

So, they had no choice but to meet up with the Murong brothers first.

When Duan Yun and his companions found the Murongs, he was still frantically searching, like a man possessed.

When Duan Yun informed him that even the beggars had little to offer in terms of clues, the Murong brothers knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Ning! Qing! How am I to live without you!"

"And Ning Tian, my sister, is the most..."

A smack, and the Murong brother’s impassioned grief was interrupted by Wuqing.

A slap from Duan Yun had silenced him.

"Calm down, woman! It’s still unclear if anything untoward has happened," Duan Yun reminded.

Feng Ling’er quickly chimed in, "That’s right, women love shopping; maybe they just didn’t fancy the clothes here. Perhaps they’ve gone to Wangchun City."

Shen Ying analyzed, "Yes, for all we know, they might be gambling addicts, possibly gambling away in a Wangchun City gambling house right now."

"Or maybe they’re brothel-frequenters who enjoy that sort of thing, and they could be in a Blue Building."

Hearing this, the Murong brother with a handprint on his face turned green, saying, "What?"

Feng Ling’er promptly pushed Shen Ying aside and said, "Shut up if you can’t speak properly. Look, maybe they have finished shopping and are waiting for us to return, who knows."

"Right, let’s go back and check," Duan Yun agreed.

"Then let’s hurry back! Ning Qing will be worried without seeing me!"

With those words, the Murong brother ran towards Yuzhu Villa like a lost soul.

Each member of the group was a high-level martial artist; their running was almost as if they were flying.

The Murong brother reached the villa first, then he suddenly stood still, not moving an inch.

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