Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 160 - 151: Stealing the Old Demon’s Unique Skills, Time Waits for No One! (Thanks to Xiaoying Jun for the Alliance Hierarch Reward)

Chapter 160: Chapter 151: Stealing the Old Demon’s Unique Skills, Time Waits for No One! (Thanks to Xiaoying Jun for the Alliance Hierarch Reward)

This mine hides an ancient tomb, within which lies a corpse, a jade scroll of secret techniques stabbed into the corpse’s chest. This is indeed a novel event.

Even considering the previous incident where a white ape’s belly concealed a secret manual, this still feels fresh.

Shen Ying always felt something strange about this place, saying, "Let’s go."

"Okay."

The two of them, along with a monkey, headed back the way they came.

The light from the Fire Stick had long extinguished, and Duan Yun crawled through the theft tunnel, a manual of strange boxing in his arms, feeling a peculiar sensation.

In this absurd world, there are far too many madmen and lunatics obsessed with martial arts, often involving betrayal and murder, all linked to martial arts training.

It was as if not betraying or killing while practicing martial arts seemed a waste of effort.

Fortunately, he had also learned a few martial arts. Only in the hands of good, sane people like himself did these arts find their best destiny.

Thus, he could feel how splendid the "Unbeatable Strange Boxing" manual he held was, comforting as the warmth of a medlar.

As a once-in-a-million cultivation prodigy, Young Hero Duan never refused any valuable Cultivation Technique, just as he never denied anyone the chance to reform and become a hero.

After Duan Yun and Shen Ying left, in the deepest part of the mine, Zhu Xiang and Chicken slowly revealed their true selves.

Monkey Face couldn’t help but lament, "To trick Old Demon Duan, I’ve indeed exhausted myself."

Duan Yun said this monkey worked hard to find them this treasure for so long, but what’s the truth?

It was Zhu Xiang and Chicken who had struggled the most.

To painstakingly dig from Wuming’s deep mountains to Daoist Sun’s corpse, and then laboriously locate this tomb to move Daoist Sun’s corpse, it was all to deceive Old Demon Duan.

Zhu Xiang and Chicken were almost moved to tears by their own diligence.

If it weren’t for their true brotherhood with the deceased Zhu Xiang, if it weren’t for the pleasure they gained from the widows of Zhu Family, they wouldn’t have upheld such loyalty.

However, thinking that Old Demon Duan would turn into a madman practicing this boxing art, even excavating his heart, they instantly felt all their hardships were worth it.

Truly worth it.

Monkey Face couldn’t help but express, "Now, I just hope Old Demon Duan’s talent is good enough."

"Why?" questioned Chicken.

"Only if it’s good enough can he master the ’Sixteen Strange Fist’ powerfully, and then he will suffer a more tragic death. If his talent were as high as Daoist Sun, that would be even better; his friends would die unnatural deaths too."

Saying so, Monkey Face showed a sentimental expression, saying, "Pig, I miss you."

Chicken’s cheeks twitched, silent.

I think you miss his other two wives out there.

But this time, Monkey Face didn’t bring up this matter, instead saying, "We really need to see how Old Demon Duan practices this time. We might even glimpse the secret of his ’romantic toy.’"

That ’romantic toy’ which could muddle a person’s brain so badly didn’t kill Old Demon Duan but instead perfected his frighteningly remarkable skills, something Monkey Face kept dwelling on.

Indeed, the beautiful death of their brother Zhu Xiang’s liked sister-in-law, Chen Ying, was closely related to this skill.

They had heard the rumor of Chen Ying wetting the golden sword plenty of times.

Midway, they had angrily torn apart a few storytellers because the more tragic Zhu Xiang and his sister-in-law died, the more active Old Demon Duan became in the future, symbolizing a continuous slap to their Twelve Star Signs’ face.

But after killing a few storytellers, they stopped.

Because damn it, these storytellers, sprouting like bamboo shoots after rain, seemed undying, kill two and twenty more appear.

Actually, as old demons of Jianghu, both had already realized that this bloodthirsty group of storytellers was somewhat evil.

These people dared say anything about anyone, commenting a few words on everything, just like lunatics.

It was as if they were born to tell tales, never caring whether you’re an influential figure, a murderous fiend, or whether you liked listening or not.

These storytellers, in doing all this, have undoubtedly offended many powerful figures from both the good and evil factions in the Martial Arts world, like such notorious demons as them. Logically, with the influence these figures have, such storytellers should have been extinct by now.

Sadly, they have not; they have flourished even more.

Both speculated that aside from potentially being backed by various powers as their mouthpieces, the group itself is fundamentally evil.

At that moment, Chicken couldn’t help but sigh, "Monkey, is Rat Leader really gone? With his temperament, if he knew of these events, he definitely wouldn’t let Old Demon Duan live to this day."

Thinking of their leader, his entire demeanor changed.

Old Demon Duan had engaged in so many evil acts and killed his sister-in-law and Zhu Xiang’s family; Chicken felt a trace of fear towards him.

He felt far too naive when placed next to his own boss.

Old Demon Duan was wicked, with many eccentric habits like pretending to be a young hero or deceiving others into fallen ways. However, compared to Rat Leader’s cruelty, he was far behind.

Between eccentricity and cruelty, he feared Rat Leader’s cruelty more.

Monkey Face said, "Yes, if Rat Leader were here, several Old Demon Duans wouldn’t be enough to survive. Whether he is still around is unclear, at least, it is certain he is not within the boundaries of Yun State and Yu State."

Indeed, the deaths of Big Sister-in-law, Zhu Brothers, and sister-in-law spread like that, and Rat Leader didn’t show up, which can only mean he didn’t hear about it.

Dead people can’t hear, and those too far away won’t hear it for the time being.

They only hoped it was the latter.

Since Rat Leader didn’t show up, the vile task of killing Old Demon Duan and even cooking and eating him afterward fell once again to Monkey Face and Chicken.

Chicken couldn’t help saying, "Did you just say you wanted to spy on Old Demon Duan’s secrets? How?"

Monkey Face replied, "This time dealing with that dead body, Old Chicken, your drilling technique is actually sufficient."

"Do you want me to drill to that Ghost Mountain Villa?" Chicken raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, we’ll be lurking underground eavesdropping, plus with my monkey eyes, it might just work. You know, once a person starts going mad, no deep secret can remain hidden.

Just hope that before Old Demon Duan dies, he can still contribute something."

Seeing that Chicken hesitated, Monkey Face encouraged him, "Your Cultivation Technique might not be worse than Old Demon Duan’s, but don’t you want to learn his Flowing Finger Skills?"

Saying this, he looked at Chicken, smiling, "You already know that you have found plenty of fun with our sister-in-law; with this skill, it will only be more delightful."

Chicken’s comb shook slightly, he pondered for a moment then said, "When do we start drilling this hole?"

"Today! We can’t wait! Don’t let the secrets slip away before Old Demon Duan practices himself to death."

...

At night, Duan Yun was absorbing Moonlight while practicing the sword, and looking through the newly acquired "Unbeatable Strange Fist."

This manual had no specific name, just these four self-boasting words, even an old riverside like Shen Ying couldn’t track its origin.

Before practicing this manual, Feng Ling’er had exclaimed in surprise, "You dare to practice this manual with unknown origins?"

For ordinary Jianghu people, it’s important that the origins of martial arts are clear, ideally taught personally by a master.

Otherwise, like with unknown liquor, counterfeit or poisoned liquor could kill.

But he had no such worries.

Because he was a one-in-a-million Cultivation genius, there was no manual he couldn’t master in this world.

His past experiences had proved this.

At this moment, Feng Ling’er was still watching him, somewhat anxiously in her eyes.

Having gotten used to all this, Shen Ying couldn’t help saying, "What, afraid he’ll practice himself to death? Didn’t expect you to care so much."

Hearing these sarcastic words, Feng Ling’er turned and said, "No, aren’t you worried that if he goes mad and uses all his techniques on us, murdering and raping?"

That day, Feng Ling’er had listened to stories about Old Demon Duan in the teahouse, becoming his "fangirl."

Shen Ying pondered, "Your concerns aren’t unnecessary, but I’m protected by the Nine Death Silkworm and have good fist power. If he really harbors ill intentions, together, we should be able to get away unscathed."

Feng Ling’er looked at her with a peculiar gaze.

She realized now, whether it’s Murong brothers, Shen Ying the fist fighter, or Duan Yun the "Old Demon," everyone here has a mystifying confidence about them.

There’s not a normal person in this Mountain Villa!

At that moment, she couldn’t help asking another question—"Staying with such an Old Demon, aren’t you afraid?"

Shen Ying laughed, revealing shallow dimples, and said, "You don’t understand him; actually, after all is said and done, he’s just a newbie misunderstood by the Martial World."

"Newbie?"

Feng Ling’er thought about her pierced buttocks and the more than ten chills he struck on her body; she couldn’t associate this man with a Martial World newbie, shaking her head, "I have serious doubts about that."

She even suspected that Shen Ying had been enchanted by Old Demon Duan’s Demon Dao Heart, which would explain such statements.

If this Martial World newbie is already this twisted, who could withstand him if he grew further?

She definitely couldn’t.

At that moment, suddenly a burst of Fist Power rang out.

Old Demon had started practicing!