Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 406 - 257: Return the Way to His Body? (Subscribe)_2

Chapter 406: Chapter 257: Return the Way to His Body? (Subscribe)_2

No way around it, finding someone was paramount.

The selector was a woman in red, who looked somewhat harsh.

Before her, one by one, the girls walked past and were questioned.

In Duan Yun’s eyes, this woman had a bit of an HR vibe to her, and the kind that was prone to giving a hard time to workers.

"How old are you this year?" the woman in red asked.

"Eighteen," a woman replied.

"Eighteen? You look like twenty-eight would be a conservative guess. Take off your shoes," the woman in red said sternly.

The woman hurried to remove her embroidered shoes.

The woman in red was dissatisfied and said, "Big toe turning outwards, no good."

The woman had no choice but to leave, aggrieved.

The women in front were either happy or sad; some were selected, and others were eliminated. Even Duan Yun couldn’t figure out the actual criteria and felt a bit anxious.

After all, he wasn’t really a woman.

But Murong felt very confident.

Because he thought himself extremely beautiful, the epitome of a woman.

If not to choose him, then who?

Now it was Duan Yun’s turn.

The moment Duan Yun walked over, the woman in red’s eyes lit up.

However, she quickly reverted to her harsh demeanor and asked, "Name."

"Duan Ling’er," Duan Yun said, dressed in a small floral skirt and looking sweet.

Then the woman observed him for a while and discussed something with an old lady beside her.

The old lady said, "Sister, since you value her so much, shall I thoroughly inspect her?"

The woman in red shook her head and said, "No need, she looks like the type who’s clean and orderly in her menstrual cycle."

Duan Yun listened to this conversation and just felt a headache coming on.

He never thought that one day he would be described as having a "regular menstrual cycle."

"Alright, go wait at Green Leaf Inn."

Duan Yun blinked, knowing he had just barely made it through.

Next up was Murong.

Seeing Duan Yun pass smoothly, Murong, who believed himself to be prettier and more feminine, became even more confident, and involuntarily puffed out his ample chest.

"Name," the woman in red asked.

"Duanmu Rong," Murong replied.

He was previously quite pleased with himself for having chosen such a name. "Duanmu" suggested dignity, and "Rong" echoed Murong, sounding pleasant and meaningful.

The woman in red and the old lady looked him up and down.

Initially, they seemed quite satisfied; after all, Feng Ling’er’s skills in disguise were exceptional, and Murong indeed looked somewhat better than the others.

But then the woman in red voiced her concern, "Why do I detect a whiff of the brothel about you? Have you worked as a prostitute?"

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"Mingyu Palace does not appreciate that sort of air about a person," the woman in red mused.

It was clear she was also hesitant.

Just then, the old lady suggested, "Qing, I think her figure is better suited to being a wet nurse."

"A wet nurse?"

Murong was shocked and protested, "I’m a pure maiden, how can I be a wet nurse?"

The woman in red stated frankly, "Within the palace, if you are needed, you are; if not, there’s no need to be. Are you willing?"

Murong thought he needed to infiltrate at all costs, so he said, "I’m willing."

"Alright, wait over there."

Murong had managed to get in with a scare, but was somewhat perplexed about the future path of his undercover mission.

He couldn’t possibly really nurse children.

His fake breasts could only last for at most six hours.

Seeing Murong approach in a clearly worried state, Duan Yun asked what was wrong.

Once Murong shared his concerns with him,

Duan Yun tried to maintain his composure but eventually couldn’t help but let out a stifled giggle.

"Wet nurse, kukukuku..."

As there were other selected women present in Green Leaf Inn, Duan Yun smiled with restraint.

If he couldn’t control himself, he probably wouldn’t be able to maintain his female voice.

Out of the over one hundred women who wanted to serve at Mingyu Palace, about seventy remained, nearly half were eliminated.

At this moment, the red-dressed examiner walked in, and the surroundings quickly fell silent.

The red-dressed woman, looking somewhat severe, sighed as she looked at Duan Yun and the others: "This might be the worst year I’ve selected people. If it were by the usual standards, some of you would never make it to Mingyu Palace."

After that, the old crone began to inquire each person about what they were best at and most wanted to do.

When the old crone asked what the Murong brothers wanted to do, they promptly said: "Gatekeeper."

The elder looked at him with a meaningful gaze, saying: "There are several kinds of gatekeepers; there are those who guard the main gate, those who handle mechanisms, those who watch over medicinal materials. Which are you interested in?"

The Murong brothers replied: "Is there the kind who substitutes for the Palace Master and elders in guarding the doors? I am always meticulous in my duties; I’m sure I can satisfy the Palace Master and the elders."

Whoever could take Ning Qing and Ziyu away so silently must be at the elder level at least, so in order to find them, it would be best to have the opportunity to interact with the higher-ups of Mingyu Palace.

The old woman looked at him and answered: "Of course, there is! But such a duty is something even I would want."

Who wouldn’t want to be closer to the Palace Master and the elders.

Hence, she felt that the Murong brothers were rather greedy and decisively wrote the words "wet nurse" next to their names.

Seeing these two characters, if it weren’t for the crowd around him, and the old crone and the red-dressed woman right beside him, Duan Yun might have laughed out loud.

Those two characters were indeed full of comedic effect.

After the old woman had asked everyone selected, she didn’t lead Duan Yun and the others away.

At this point, the red-dressed woman said: "After this, you all will be considered servants of Mingyu Palace, and everything must follow the rules."

"You’ve all struggled so much to enter Mingyu Palace; naturally, it won’t treat you badly."

"For the next two days, you will first learn a breathing method from me."

For these people to learn a type of martial arts before even starting to work—this was truly a joyous occasion.

It was a simple breathing technique, but after all, it was handed down from Mingyu Palace, and the group could not help being excited.

After all, there were some girls here who had heard that there was a noble family back home that taught their servants a certain kind of breathing technique. It was said that the servant ate only vegetarian meals but could do the work of several oxen.

Hearing that they were going to learn a cultivation technique, the Murong brothers and Duan Yun glanced at each other.

This confirmed the costly intelligence that Duan Yun had previously bought was correct; on the second day of the second month, Mingyu Palace was not only recruiting servants but was also looking to see if they could select potentially capable people to test.

The Murong brothers couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

Whether they could escape from the "wet nurse" duty or not, they reckoned it could only hinge on this now.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be a wet nurse, but that he simply couldn’t do it.

If Old Demon Duan’s techniques were effective, he might really be able to get pregnant after transforming, but the key issue was it had no effect.

His chest was fake, while his brotherhood was real; how could he be a wet nurse.

Seeing this, Duan Yun reminded him: "Don’t perform too well."

The Murong brothers immediately understood what he meant.

They needed to blend in this time and had sealed their Qi Sea to make themselves appear as females who had not studied martial arts.

But if they performed too well, too familiar with the technique, they could easily arouse suspicion.

Then the red-dressed woman began to teach the breathing method.

The technique was very simple, even more so for cultivation geniuses like Duan Yun and Murong, it was basic.

It was like asking a doctoral student in mathematics to solve kindergarten arithmetic.

However, they pretended it took them a full hour to figure out the rhythm of breathing.

At dusk, the red-dressed woman started to check their cultivation progress, having everyone practice the breathing technique while she observed.

Actually, Duan Yun and Murong had already discovered that this breathing technique did have some unique effects.

Although this was a very basic technique for strengthening Qi-Blood, it induced a subtle change: after practicing, the body’s hair would stand on end slightly.

So, at this time, Duan Yun and Murong began to practice the breathing technique a bit more earnestly, and soon enough, the hair they had carefully shaved off earlier, which had now grown back a little, appropriately stood up a bit.

The red-dressed woman’s gaze swept over everyone one by one, and finally, she called out: "Liu Qing, Li Mei, Duanmu Rong, Zhao Qing, Song Hui, Yu Qian, Huang Tian, Duan Ling’er, follow me."

Duan Yun and Murong brothers, along with this girl, all showed a secretly pleased expression.

Because they knew they had been selected.

For a moment, Duan Yun even felt some anticipation.

He wondered what kind of martial arts practice Mingyu Palace would have them trial.

The so-called "know thy enemy and know thyself; you will not be imperiled in a hundred battles," if he could learn Mingyu Palace’s techniques while infiltrating, then he, the Nameless Young Hero, would have the chance to execute a "return the validation upon the originator."

Thinking about this, Duan Yun became increasingly excited.

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