Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 903 - 477: Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land—You Say You’re Jade Guanyin’s Good Sister?

Fengwu City is the first city Duan Yun reached after crossing the sea to Fusang.

He preferred to call it Fengwu City.

Because throughout the city, if not maple trees then phoenix trees, and during this season, they provided plenty of shade.

Duan Yun and Ziyu arrived first but didn't attract much attention.

Because at first glance, aside from being a handsome man and a beautiful woman, they seemed quite ordinary and didn't attract much attention.

After all, in Fusang, whether male or female, you have to act flamboyant just walking on the street to easily catch others' attention.

On this island, most people are quite perverted, with high thresholds for excitement.

And Duan Yun and Ziyu's outward demeanor was simply too pure.

But as more people arrived in Fengwu City, this group finally got attention.

Because one or two didn't seem like much, but when a group of foreigners speaking a language other than Fusang appeared, it was enough to arouse vigilance.

The islanders on Fusang Island are mostly xenophobic; before, "sea dogs" came from afar to worship, ended up beheaded and mocked, which was no longer a novelty.

Now, with so many outsiders arriving suddenly, the entire atmosphere of Fengwu City changed.

Listening to Duan Yun and the others speaking the Nine Provinces language, all these Fusang people eyed them scrutinizingly.

Some merely watching without care, like those wearing mink in summer and saying, "What are you looking at!" while many felt inferior, staying silent, bowing heads upon hearing their companions speak the Nine Provinces language, showing a lower stance.

The ones feeling inferior and ashamed were mostly the people from Hai State.

Numerous individuals from there yearned for this "Holy Land," yet sometimes felt unworthy of breathing its air.

These people, possibly very aggressive locally in Hai State, complained about everything, but here they behaved decently and cautiously, much like the "sea dogs" who came to worship, reflecting on their own faults rather than blaming the Fusang lords even when about to be beheaded.

At this time, Duan Yun suddenly smelled roasted meat.

He thought he hadn't eaten lunch yet, so he approached the barbecue shop nearby.

As soon as he reached the entrance, a loud "Baka!" suddenly sounded.

A short, stout man stepped out, angrily ranting gibberish at Duan Yun.

Duan Yun asked Ziyu, "What is he cursing about?"

Ziyu frowned, "He said that besides pigs and dogs, Nine Provinces people aren't allowed inside."

"Then tell him that we, too, traveled across the ocean as lords from overseas," said Duan Yun.

Ziyu translated for a while, after which the man couldn't help but burst into mocking laughter, followed by a burst of laughter from the patrons of the barbecue shop.

It was as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

At this moment, the man respectfully pointed somewhere, speaking in a praising tone.

He pointed to a black Martial Artist sitting there.

The black man was clad in armor, his body black as coal, and he looked tall and quite imposing.

Ziyu translated roughly, meaning that here, only black people count as true "foreign lords."

According to this person, this black foreign lord could freely kill Fusang people on the street, which they considered helping purify Fusang's race.

Who would have thought, despite being of lower status than Fusang people in Hai State, black people would become the esteemed ones on Fusang soil instead.

Each place has its own unique "foreign lords," but Duan Yun was frustrated, wondering why there was no place for the Nine Provinces Martial World people among them.

He had Ziyu translate, "Not allowing entry, is it your decision or your boss'?"

The one blocking the way mocked in Fusang language, "To stop a Nine Provinces pig dog, no need for a boss. Get lost, or else you'll suffer consequences, and this woman must stay..."

As Ziyu was halfway through translating, there was a sudden booming sound; the blocking man shuddered, then fell.

He could even see his own butt lifting up as he fell like a wild goose landing on even ground.

Because Duan Yun's punch landed squarely on his neck, crushing his head down intact.

Until his body fell, the barbecue shop erupted with piercing screams.

Because everything happened so quickly and unexpectedly.

Who would have thought the Nine Provinces pig dog, who had always come in worship, would dare to kill on the street.

And killed so ruthlessly.

Running a barbecue shop here obviously meant having some strength.

In the next moment, two people in martial attire rushed out.

But upon seeing the head, they froze momentarily.

After a brief pause, they drew their swords toward Duan Yun and Ziyu, and before they knew it, their swords were lodged in their own necks, soundlessly.

This time, it wasn't Duan Yun who acted, but Ziyu.

Against opponents of this level, Ziyu had reached the stage where "your sword is my sword."

Now these two, here, truly were crushingly overwhelming, easier than punching in a kindergarten.

The patrons screamed and tried to flee.

These people only thought of escaping now because they wanted to see if the guards could settle this.

Clearly, they couldn't! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Sit down!" Duan Yun ordered.

These people likely didn't understand his words, but at this moment, they seemed to gain Extraordinary Wisdom, instantly grasping his meaning and sat down.

Sitting upright and proper.

"Eat, enjoy your food, how can one not eat."