Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 408 - 258: Goddamn it, this place really deserves to be completely destroyed! (Please Subscribe) _2

Chapter 408: Chapter 258: Goddamn it, this place really deserves to be completely destroyed! (Please Subscribe) _2

A young woman was kneeling on the ground, her hair yanked by a middle-aged woman who was slapping her repeatedly.

The slaps were vicious, quickly turning the young woman’s face red and purple with swelling, yet the old woman showed no sign of stopping.

"Yell? Your progress in cultivation doesn’t even qualify you to yell!"

"Slapping you is a blessing for you!"

"How dare you sleep for three hours yesterday?"

The middle-aged woman interrogated while continuing to slap her.

"Mrs. Fu, I was really too tired last night, I couldn’t resist."

With a loud smack, this slap was even more fierce, causing the young woman’s nose to bleed profusely.

"Still talking back?"

"Otherwise, you might as well roll back to hauling manure, stop thinking about staying in Mingyu Palace."

"Is that okay?"

"People like you should just go back to being pigs and dogs."

The young woman hastily responded: "Mrs. Fu, thank you for your warnings and instructions, I will definitely dedicate myself to cultivation and not let down the cultivation of Mingyu Palace!"

Seeing Mrs. Fu remain expressionless, the young woman continued: "Mrs. Fu, I am sorry to you, sorry for the cultivation of Mingyu Palace, from now on I will only sleep for two hours. Also, please grant me the Fu Needle to awaken me."

Mrs. Fu looked at her coldly and said, "That’s what you said."

As she spoke, a string of needles suddenly appeared in her hand.

The next moment, the young woman let out a piercing scream as the needles were thrust into her shoulder, twisting painfully.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Fu wore an expression of pleasure.

The young woman nearly fainted from pain, but when the needles were pulled out, she still bowed and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Fu, for the blessing."

She staggered away, and immediately, another new female disciple came before Mrs. Fu, guiltily saying, "Mrs. Fu, I have made no progress in my cultivation these past three days, please grant me a blessing!"

With a smack, another terrifying slap sounded.

A pleased expression appeared in Mrs. Fu’s eyes.

Seeing this, Duan Yun thought of Rong Mama but younger.

Including him, all the new arrivals felt a chill down their spines.

The old woman explained, "This is Mrs. Fu, you’ll be cultivatin under her from now on. What you see is just the surface; she is also doing this for your own good."

"This is a valuable insight from Elder Yang of Mingyu Palace, who has mentored many disciples over the years, which is ’Humiliation is an art form.’ Humiliating and trampling on the disciples’ physique and mind can stimulate their potential, helpful for understanding the Cultivation Technique."

"If you want to stay in Mingyu Palace, or even become a disciple, you’ll need to push yourselves."

"Whether you go back and remain a hopeless civilian for a lifetime or stay here and even become a disciple of Mingyu Palace, it all depends on your performances."

Watching a couple of women volunteers endure the humiliation, Duan Yun and Murong, the two heroes, found this place abominable and sinister.

To make people rigorously test, what Elder Yang of Mingyu Palace used was such a malicious method, practically driving people insane, and still claiming it was for their good?

Duan Yun and Murong stayed on.

Indeed, as they had just witnessed, the Mrs. Fu managing them was very inhuman.

Upon arrival, she immediately labeled them and gave them nicknames.

"You, looking so innocent, might as well be a whore, from now on you’ll be called ’Innocent Whore.’" Mrs. Fu said, looking at Duan Yun.

Had it not been for the need to lie low and find people, Young Hero Duan would probably have slapped her right away.

Seeing his unconvinced expression, Mrs. Fu said, "What? Don’t agree? Prove it to me! If you truly have talent, then fully understand the Cultivation Technique and become a true disciple of Mingyu Palace, then you’ll be a goddess."

Then, she turned to Murong next to him and said, "Twisting and turning, your coquettish demeanor doesn’t change the fact that you’re naturally an Easy Woman, from now on, you are ’Born Easy Woman!’"

"Why are your eyes so wide? Disagree, then prove it with your achievements!"

Then she turned to the next one.

"Smelling like a pig and with a potbelly, from now on, you’ll be called ’Mother Pig.’"

...

Duan Yun and Murong had never imagined that their first day in Mingyu Palace would be spent in a place hung with corn and resembling a farm, being verbally abused by a harsh woman.

"Look closely, this is the Absolute Skill Stele of Mingyu Palace! For creatures like you to witness such a heavenly object, you are incredibly lucky!"

Mrs. Fu stood in front of a stele under a pavilion, proclaiming,

"Within this stele lies a miraculous cultivation technique. If you can comprehend it successfully, you could become a true disciple of Mingyu Palace. If not, you are what I call a waste."

"Mingyu Palace does not accept wastes!"

...

It has to be said, this woman’s behavior truly ignited the competitive spirit of Duan Yun and the Murong brothers.

Damn all these heavenly items and miraculous cultivation techniques, I want to see what this is all about!

With the one-in-ten-thousand supreme talent of Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, they soon got the hang of it.

Yes, Duan Yun didn’t even need to use his Extraordinary Wisdom to realize that this was, in fact, a finger technique.

However, Murong brothers believed that the technique inscribed on the stele was a hand technique.

Still, to avoid exposing their exceptional talent and raising suspicions, they kept a low profile and observed quietly on their own.

At this moment, quite a few people had gathered in front of the stele.

Adding up to about fifty or sixty people, these were presumably all the test people chosen by Mingyu Palace over the years.

Among them were women who had just been slapped and pricked with needles.

Duan Yun was standing just fine when suddenly a woman pushed him aside.

The tall woman looked at him and mocked, "A newcomer standing in such a good spot, not knowing his own weight."

Then, the woman demonstrated a leg technique in front of the stele, very distinguishedly.

Immediately, disciples gathered around to observe.

"Zhao has a new insight!"

"This leg technique is so sophisticated."

While saying that, some began to draw on papers, as if trying to memorize the leg technique.

Duan Yun watched the leg technique without feeling it was particularly sophisticated, yet it had some method to it.

Could this woman really have comprehended a leg technique from the stele?

By then, the woman had finished practicing and wore a smug expression, declaring, "You can mimic all you want, you’ll only scratch the surface, but that’s also not bad."

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers found this woman quite arrogant, having the audacity to act so in front of geniuses like them who had unmatched cultivation talent, truly bizarre.

They had already decided to find a suitable opportunity to slap her face hard, to show her what being narrow-minded, what true genius, and what Extraordinary Wisdom means.

Then, a loud snap was heard, and suddenly the woman’s face sported a deep handprint.

She had slapped herself, quite solidly.

Following her, everyone who had been imitating also gave themselves a solid slap; one with probably weak teeth even slapped out one of their own.

"Good slapping! Continue! Let these newcomers know what talent is, what refinement is!"

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are willing to suffer!"

With that, a group of people, as if drugged, continued to study the stele.

Duan Yun and Murong brothers then realized, these "old-timers" held hostility towards them "newcomers."

Her so-called opportunity meant staying in Mingyu Palace and becoming a disciple of Mingyu Palace.

Previously, Mrs. Fu had already stated, every half-month, the three slowest in progress would be eliminated, termed as "bottom three elimination."

These old-timers wanted to make these newcomers fail and leave.

Indeed, led by Zhao, this group had persisted here for at least half a year, considering themselves the elite of the elite.

Afterward, self-slapping sounds echoed intermittently, some even took out needles to prick themselves, continuing to comprehend the stele.

Duan Yun stood there, just feeling baffled.

Damn, why did things suddenly become so intense?

When he first arrived, he thought the elder Yang of Mingyu Palace, who turned "insult into an art," was a beast exploiting test people and deserved punishment, followed by Mrs. Fu, adept at Yang’s techniques in insulting and manipulating people, who also deserved retribution.

These two were enemies, and these test people were just pitiful.

But seeing these inexplicably hostile old-timers, he suddenly felt these people were not deserving of pity.

Damn it, this place truly deserves utter destruction!

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