Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 183 - 164 Chaos in the Small Town, The Old Demon’s Edge Pressures All (5K plea for subscriptions)_2

Chapter 183: Chapter 164 Chaos in the Small Town, The Old Demon’s Edge Pressures All (5K plea for subscriptions)_2

Before long, Murong came back. Duan Yun couldn’t help but ask, "You’re done already?"

Murong replied with heartfelt distress, "What done? It was so packed I couldn’t even squeeze in."

"The people from the Martial World in the town are not pretending anymore. They’ve all drawn their weapons."

At this moment, Murong showed a look of deep sorrow and said, "When I was a child, the beautiful sisters and aunts from the Qiongling Sect would visit my father and bring me candy. I liked them so much. I just wanted to see if there was anyone I knew, to understand their plight, and see if I could uphold justice and lend a hand. But who would have thought there would be so many people."

"I remember the Qiongling Sect was short on silver before. Now that their cultivation technique has improved, they’re not short on silver anymore," Murong analyzed.

Duan Yun couldn’t resist making a sarcastic comment, "So it seems only the world where I get hurt has come true, huh?"

Seeing Duan Yun’s unhappy expression, Murong quickly said, "You’re not thinking of getting revenge on them, are you?"

"No, don’t. They had no choice. The Martial World is too cruel. If they don’t practice their skills, they will be killed or have their sect exterminated. They just wanted to use your pretext to preserve some dignity.

After all, the Qiongling Sect has a long history. As a young hero, this is also a meritorious thing for you."

Duan Yun was momentarily at a loss for words.

Or rather, at a loss for words about this Martial World.

He spread his hands and said, "Why are you getting so worked up? Did I say I was going to do anything?"

Yes, compared to the many other big problems, this one was hardly worth mentioning.

Suddenly, Duan Yun started to speculate, "You’re so concerned about the Qiongling Sect’s female sword immortals? Looks like you’ve inherited Uncle Murong’s romantic nature. By the way, you wouldn’t have a sister in the Qiongling Sword Sect, would you?"

Murong immediately tensed up, turning pale and said, "No way. The Qiongling Sect hadn’t done anything at that time before my mother caught them."

Duan Yun spoke earnestly, "With Uncle Murong’s abilities, is there anyone he couldn’t steal?"

Shen Ying analyzed, "I heard that only three female sword immortals from the Qiongling Sect came out to receive guests. From what you said earlier, something about that ’Jade Girl Heart Sutra’ seems off. Only when it’s practiced to a high level does it become impossible to suppress desires."

Duan Yun said seriously, "If your half-sister doesn’t have exceptional talent, she probably wouldn’t have come out to do this job."

At this point, he couldn’t help lowering his voice and said, "Brother, you don’t want to see your sister coming out to welcome guests, do you?"

Murong almost instinctively said, "No, definitely not!"

Then, in a panic, he said, "But I know that once you start practicing the ’Jade Girl Heart Sutra,’ it becomes addictive and there’s no turning back."

Suddenly, sparks of electricity danced at Duan Yun’s fingertips.

The flickering arcs illuminated his face with an intermittent glow.

"There’s no turning back? That’s because they haven’t been to Doctor Xu Xian for a thorough cure. In Dr. Xu’s hands, even the most severe addiction can’t last long!"

Saying this, the electric arc at his fingertips surged, forming a swirling, branch-like shape. Those standing close by had their hair start to float.

Murong hurriedly said, "I get it, put away your divine skills now."

This was originally a joke made by Duan Yun, but the more Murong thought about it, the more he saw it as a possibility.

Feng Ling’er also felt similar, for as the illegitimate daughter, she knew exactly what Old Man Murong was like.

"This is something you and the old man must settle. If this person really exists, she’s probably our sister," Feng Ling’er said in frustration.

This time, Duan Yun said nothing, but his silence spoke volumes.

"Murong, you don’t want your sister out there welcoming guests," a sentence that truly struck a chord.

Murong asked, "What should I do then?"

Shen Ying suggested, "You should swing by the Qiongling Sword Sect more often. With your looks, even if there’s a blind woman who likes you, she’s probably your half-sister."

Feng Ling’er, who had once been "blind," nodded and said, "Sounds plausible."

"So how often should I go?"

The thought of his sister possibly being in a dire situation made Murong, who hailed his sister as the most precious in the world, restless.

Shen Ying suggested, "The Qiongling Sword Sect doesn’t accept male disciples, but with your current qualities, changing your appearance a bit to become a servant would be more than enough."

"I, the handsomest man of the Murong Family for three generations, a servant?" Murong questioned.

Then, seeing that Duan Yun and the others wanted to hit him, he quickly backed down and said, "So which kind of servant do you think I should be?"

"A manure hauler."

"A cook."

"A gatekeeper."

Three people, three answers.

"Women also defecate, and they dislike hauling manure even more. If you disguise yourself as a manure hauler, you can quickly integrate. While helping the female disciples of the Qiongling Sect with manure, if your sister is among them, she should quickly take an interest in you as the manure hauler.

Even if she likes a manure hauler, then, even if your father doesn’t acknowledge it, she’s definitely your sister," Shen Ying explained.

Feng Ling’er argued logically, "Women need to eat too."

At this moment, Murong said, "I can haul manure, but I probably can’t cook."

Feng Ling’er gasped, "You say with such nerve that you can’t cook, what a waste."

Then Murong turned to Duan Yun and said, "I want to hear the gatekeeper perspective."

Duan Yun said, "A gatekeeper has free time to lie down, and what’s more, he can see the female disciples coming and going every day. With your qualities, if a woman is blind enough to fancy you as a gatekeeper, she’s definitely your sister."

Murong immediately perked up and said, "I’ll be a gatekeeper!"

"That’s right. It’s not easy to become a disciple of the Qiongling Sect, but as long as you’re willing to spend some silver and pull some strings, becoming a gatekeeper should be no problem at all."

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