Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 407 - 258: Goddamn it, this place really deserves to be completely destroyed! (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 407: Chapter 258: Goddamn it, this place really deserves to be completely destroyed! (Please Subscribe)
Duan Yun and Murong brothers, a party of eight, were selected and swiftly set out, led by a woman in red.
After leaving Tianliang Town, they boarded a boat at Liangshui Pier.
Even though the spring tea hadn’t hit the market yet, several boats were already loading and unloading goods at the pier, showing the scale of Tianliang Town’s tea industry.
Meanwhile, the remaining servants boarded another boat.
Soon, the boat entered a narrower waterway.
The river was fast-flowing, with sheer cliffs or dense forests lining each bank, making it impossible to see their tops from aboard the boat.
Occasional mysterious howls of ancient primates added a lot of mystery to the region.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but think of the little monkey that had come to repay a favor before; it hadn’t been seen for a long time, and he wondered about its current situation.
At noon, a thick fog arose on the riverway, turning everything around into a white blur.
The wooden boat continued to dart through the river at an unchanged pace, and the scenery within the mist appeared abruptly before one’s eyes, always giving Duan Yun the illusion that the boat might hit an iceberg the next second and then sink. freёnovelkiss-com
Duan Yun and the Murong brothers noticed that here, the riverway widened and narrowed unpredictably, with the boat constantly changing direction.
The riverway had become bewilderingly complex, and the thick fog made it easy to get lost.
This was almost like a natural barrier, perhaps also the reason why Mingyu Palace had always been so mysterious.
Firstly, people dare not seek it; secondly, it’s difficult to find.
At this time, someone brought over a jade green pill, instructing everyone to take it.
It was a young female disciple of Mingyu Palace.
She remained cold-faced, giving off an air of being uninterested in worldly affairs.
Seeing the dubious and worried expressions on the faces of Duan Yun and his companions, the female disciple scoffed and said, "This is the Anti-Miasma Pill. Take it unless you want to be poisoned to death by the miasma. You all look so guarded, as if someone is trying to harm you."
"If Ming Yu Palace wanted to kill, not to mention you cats and dogs, even figures renowned across the Martial World could be killed at will."
Duan Yun and the Murong brothers believed her words.
After all, Mingyu Palace dares to provoke even a veteran like Mr. Duan, let alone a Nameless Young Hero like him; who wouldn’t they dare to provoke?
And Duan Yun also noticed that the disciples of Mingyu Palace indeed had extraordinary aspects.
Even in this recruitment of servants, those who came might not be important figures of Mingyu Palace, but they could tell that both the woman in red and the old woman were powerful.
Placed in an ordinary sect, they would at least be at the elder level.
Even the young female disciple who came to deliver the message, though merely a menial helper, would be highly regarded in other sects, considered a promising talent with a bright future.
One could simply say that based on the standard of Mingyu Palace’s disciples, they were a cut above the other factions in the Martial World.
The competence shown by the several "senior sisters" from Mingyu Palace was enough to awe the Murong brothers, further proving this point.
If the disciples were impressive, what about the elders and the Palace Master?
What exactly were the ultimate skills of Mingyu Palace?
The Murong brothers, as savvy old hands in the Martial World, quickly verified the pills were indeed Anti-Miasma Pills, and both they and Duan Yun quickly ingested them.
It had to be said, the pill tasted sour and sweet; Duan Yun thought it somewhat resembled a snack called "Jigong Pill" that he used to enjoy in elementary school.
By this time, the originally white fog had taken on a slight green tinge.
It appeared Mingyu Palace had not deceived them; the place indeed contained toxic miasma.
The fog, the poison gas, and the intricate waterways made Mingyu Palace genuinely hard to find.
After about half an hour, the boat’s speed slowed, and the fog and miasma began to dissipate gradually.
"We’ve arrived."
The stern-faced female disciple announced.
The vessel stopped at a shallow beach, with a river bottom covered in pebbles.
This was supposedly an island; from here, the shore was overgrown with various trees and underbrush, mundane and unremarkable.
Nine out of ten wild islands along the banks of the Yun and Yujun rivers looked just like this.
Led by the old crone, their party quickly arrived at a muddy path.
Walking along, Duan Yun couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
This was because both sides of the road were lined with corn.
Ahead was a homestead framed by white walls and black tiles.
After reaching the homestead, the old woman nodded and said, "From now on, this will be where you live."
Duan Yun couldn’t help but ask, "Is this Mingyu Palace?"
"Of course, this is Mingyu Palace," the old woman answered.
This reply left Duan Yun somewhat stunned.
Since last winter, he had heard countless times from the Murong brothers, Shen Ying, and Feng Ling’er that Mingyu Palace was a sacred and forbidden place in the Martial Arts world, that the Palace Master of Mingyu Palace was a legend in the Martial Arts world, and the palace itself was full of intimidating female disciples who were not to be provoked or approached lightly.
So in his mind, Mingyu Palace should be a place with beautiful scenery, numerous palaces, flowers, and ornamental trees, but devoid of ordinary human life.
But now, this homestead and the large cornfield outside.
If the homestead wasn’t constructed in ancient architectural style, he would have thought it was a rural resort famed for corn and specialty grilled chicken.
This was actually the sacred place of the Martial World, Mingyu Palace.
Especially seeing another courtyard filled with corn kernels and ears of corn hanging on the wall, Duan Yun couldn’t contain himself any longer.
How much did the people of Mingyu Palace love corn?
The Murong brothers were also bewildered; they never imagined Mingyu Palace would be so grounded.
However, they quickly came to terms with it.
Living in such a place, at least they wouldn’t starve.
The next moment, as the old woman led them into a courtyard, a cry of pain was heard.
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