Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 417 - 262: No One Can Refuse Divine Skill! (Please Subscribe)_3
Chapter 417: Chapter 262: No One Can Refuse Divine Skill! (Please Subscribe)_3
But no one could resist the temptation of Divine Skill.
The two were so engrossed in their understanding that they ate roasted sweet potatoes when hungry and drank fine grape wine when thirsty.
Murong brothers and Duan Yun were also summoned by the Palace Master to Lingyu Palace, ready to be called upon at any moment.
Lingyu Palace is the residence of the Palace Master, Yang Li.
They had finally moved their plan forward a step.
The Murong brothers were excited. They could sense that the atmosphere of Mingyu Palace had changed as they imparted their martial techniques.
At least, the majority of the people they came in contact with were immersed in grasping the essence of the White Tiger.
How should it be said—the allure of Divine Skill is stronger than a plague to the people of the Martial World. It had quickly infected many disciples of Mingyu Palace.
Because everyone knew the Cultivation Technique tested by the Palace Master was extraordinary, no one wanted to fall behind.
In Mingyu Palace, not just the lower ranks were feverish; the higher-ups were as well.
The palace was divided into three factions: one led by the Palace Master and Third Elder; another by the Second Elder and Elder Zhi Jian, who did not get along with the first; and the rest looked up to the two Palace Masters, who unfortunately had long stopped caring about such matters, hence they seemed relatively neutral.
But everyone knew that with the Palace Masters being indifferent to worldly affairs, it was the elders who were revered.
With the elders competing fiercely, naturally no one wanted to lag behind.
And so, a cultivation frenzy swiftly took over Mingyu Palace.
In theory, this understanding should have been the sole advantage of the Palace Master’s faction, but with the Murong brothers being loose-lipped about everything, and with internal supporters from other factions in the manor, the secrets were soon out.
Palace Master Yang Li was at one point quite annoyed, feeling that Duanmu Rong was more talkative than the Divine Doctor of the Jiangzhong Sect, Xue. If not for considering her usefulness, she might have already severely humiliated and killed her. ƒreewebɳovel.com
Nevertheless, in order to stay ahead, she didn’t have the time to bother with these issues and continued delving into the Stele.
After all, she was still at an advantage, exclusively benefiting from the Stele and having more detailed insights.
When Murong brothers and Duan Yun were summoned to Lingyu Palace, they went from initial excitement to gradually sensing that something was off.
The palace was built lavishly—befitting a holy land of martial arts—but surrounded by sweet potato fields, it had a somewhat peculiar air, still it showed a significant heritage.
What felt strange was that after they were summoned here, they were left unattended.
Lingyu Palace was eerily quiet, dead silent.
Occasionally, they heard movement, but every door and window was firmly shut.
Only after they sneaked a peek did they realize that these people were all practicing their cultivation techniques.
Practicing the White Tiger technique imparted by the Murong brothers.
The copies of the White Tiger Girl Painting had spread far and wide by now.
They had come across three copies, and none looked quite the same. In one, the Murong brothers could hardly recognize it anymore.
You call this a White Tiger Girl which only retains female legs for protection?
Even though the painting was distorted, it still couldn’t prevent the disciples of Mingyu Palace from fervently trying to comprehend it.
Afterward, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Murong brothers and Duan Yun personally witnessed two disciples of Mingyu Palace with a new "king" character on their foreheads.
This character did not appear to be fake, but rather like a natural birthmark.
They knew these two people from before, and they did not have this mark then.
Soon after, they saw another disciple of Mingyu Palace grow long whiskers, which spread out to both sides of the face, paired with small eyes, very much resembling those of a tiger.
For a moment, Duan Yun thought he had encountered the Tiger Whisker Lady.
It has to be said that Palace Master Yang Li was indeed deserving of her title. She was the fastest among the group in grasping the essence.
Third Elder Yin Jing had been practicing with her when suddenly startled awake by a tiger’s roar at noon.
"I’ve made it!"
"I really made it!"
Just as Yang Li waved her hand, it was like a fierce tiger swiping its claws, forming a concept of White Tiger in the air, carrying a terrifying aura of death.
However, Yin Jing was taken aback, realizing that her sister, Yang Li’s, hair on top of her head had fallen out. No, even her eyebrows were gone, leaving only a ring of black hair around the outer side of her head, looking very sinister.
You have to understand, the inner circle of Mingyu Palace always paid attention to appearance; they were supposed to be Cold Fairies outside.
Although Yang Li was on the plump side, she had always kept herself well-maintained, and dressed in Mingyu Palace’s silk garments, plus her cold demeanor and the aura of her powerful Cultivation Technique, she fit the image of a Mingyu Palace elder and fairy.
But now, how did she resemble someone who practiced an Evil Skill and turned into a pervert?
Had the White Tiger essence practiced by the peerless Martial Artist gone wrong?
Yin Jing hadn’t noticed that a ring of hair on top of her own head had also fallen off, and her eyebrows had grown sparser.
As for places where the changes should have been more visible, they were even harder to detect.
That’s because she herself was a White Tiger.
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