Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 40: Is Spreading Rumors Not Illegal?

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Is Spreading Rumors Not Illegal?

Unknowingly, Duan Yun had already spent over half a month in Wangchun City.

At first, everything was fresh and new to him. He thought that this city was different from others, with ingenious integration of technology into daily life, bustling and full of vitality, making the air even seem sweeter. But as time went by and he became more aware of his surroundings, the city’s charm started to wane.

This place is not a paradise. Like other towns, it is filled with absurd scenes.

Compared to the city center, it is in the city outskirts where the common folk live.

No other reason but because the prices in the city are too high.

Duan Yun received a reward of 800 pieces of silver, which could be seen as a fortune, but even he started to feel the pinch.

He now had around 400 pieces of silver left, and he needed to be cautious with his spending.

Previously, when he entered the city, he had paid a silver coin as an entrance fee.

That is to say, this city requires an entry ticket.

For Duan Yun, it was manageable, but for ordinary people, it was a significant burden.

Without earning a silver coin, they would not easily enter the city.

The outskirts of Wangchun City are still bustling, yet one can see that the buildings are much more disorganized, and even the stone slabs on the roads are broken and unattended.

Inside Wangchun City, as long as you have silver, there are too many luxuries you can enjoy.

Duan Yun felt like everything was transforming into brothels along the way.

Even when going to a martial arts school, as long as you give enough silver, beautiful senior sisters and junior sisters would relax your tired body after a day’s training.

The less fortunate folks could only find relaxation among other men.

The shops that sell secret books and weapons are also flashy.

Duan Yun preferred scouring for secret books in the suburbs rather than in the city.

He always felt those selling secret books were like enchanting Evil Women, ready to bewitch you right at the bookshelves, making it ambiguous whether they were selling books or flesh.

This is the oddity of Wangchun City.

Constantly exuding a glamour of gold and desires, it incites your cravings, everything around seems to seduce you into spending.

It can be said that Wangchun City is a massive den of extravagance; Duan Yun had played for about twenty days and already spent half his silver there.

He is still a Young Hero detached from mundane desires, not to mention others who can’t control themselves.

He felt that this grand city continuously absorbed wealth and desires from around.

Many outsiders spent their gold and silver here, and once they ran out, they turned to stealing or robbing.

Unsatisfied desires in this city end up causing deceit elsewhere.

The life in the city outskirts is relatively normal, although the entertainment industries are still thriving, occasionally you might encounter seductive women at alleys.

But today, what he saw gradually became more bizarre and eerie.

Wangchun City is governed by the Mo Sect, where countless skilled craftsmen gather, who Duan Yun considered the closest to scientists in his understanding.

They have martial prowess, but unlike ordinary Martial Artists who are single-minded about killing and deceiving,

they love conducting experiments, although the nature of these experiments somewhat horrified him.

For instance, right now, there was a long queue on this street.

These people in the queue were here to sell their bones.

Not selling cattle, sheep, or pig bones, but their own rib bones.

Reportedly, someone from the Mo Sect wanted human rib bones for their experiments, hence offering a high reward.

As the saying goes, with enough money, one can make the devil turn the millstone. The Mo Sect, managing Wangchun City, never lacked silver.

Thus, under such rewards, countless people lined up for members of the Mo Sect to remove one or two of their ribs in exchange for nearly a hundred pieces of silver.

A hundred pieces of silver in exchange for two ribs from their bodies is something Duan Yun would never do, yet for those in line, it seemed like a boon.

Inside Wangchun City, the temptations that arouse desires were plentiful. Losing two ribs enabled them to fulfill long-unmet desires or resist the urges and live comfortably in the outskirts for a rather long time, making it worthwhile for these people.

After all, it wouldn’t kill them.

It’s said that the Mo Sect’s skills are exceptional, and removing ribs wouldn’t be too painful.

So, Duan Yun just watched these people go and sell their bones.

When he emerged, his body sustained injuries and he seemed jubilant, even though he was clearly missing a rib or two.

This bizarre scene reminded Duan Yun of the cattle and horses that were kept in pens.

Everyone was like cattle and horses kept by the Mo Sect.

Wangchun City, generating beautiful desires, required Silver to fulfill them. The cattle and horses only needed to give up parts of their bodies, such as ribs, to obtain Silver.

Pretty much an internal cycle, where all the money they got was spent there and they couldn’t even take their own bodies home.

This scene, even more terrifying and chilling to Duan Yun than murder and rape combined.

Duan Yun was pretty sure, the Mo Sect wasn’t normal people.

This bustling Wangchun City, underneath, had all these ribs taken out.

Yes, this time the Mo Sect wanted people’s ribs, what about next time?

But compared to the murders and rapes outside, the actions of the Mo Sect still donned a coat of gold and silver.

Not exploiting without paying; they provided Silver and a more stable environment than other towns, which was why countless people flocked here.

Watching these people trade their ribs for Silver, Duan Yun felt peculiar and at the same time relieved that he controlled his primal urges and didn’t succumb to the desires inside Wangchun City.

At this moment, Duan Yun was sitting in a teahouse, encountering the second odd incident of the day.

Inside the teahouse, a storyteller was narrating.

And he was talking about someone he knew, Hua Wen and Hua Wu.

"Have you heard? Recently in Yun State, a new Demon emerged, wreaking havoc everywhere!"

"Who is it?"

The teahouse customers were sipping tea while listening to the storyteller spout his tales.

"Present company, has anyone heard of the Lingshui Twin Heroes?"

Someone replied at this point: "I’ve heard of them, two big beards, good with their swords."

"That’s right, in these times, those who dare to call themselves Heroes definitely have some skills. But, last month, something strange occurred to the Lingshui Twin Heroes."

"What odd thing?" someone asked.

"The mighty Lingshui Twin Heroes, the standard big beards, tall men over seven feet tall, suddenly transformed into women one day!" the storyteller said excitedly.

"What, transformed into women?"

Hearing this, the teahouse customers certainly weren’t sleepy anymore.

"Exactly."

"How is that possible! How can a person suddenly turn into a woman?"

This was also Duan Yun’s doubt.

"That’s totally made up, Hua Wu broke up with him not long ago, how could he suddenly turn into a woman!"

Thinking of the brothers’ big beards and square faces, Duan Yun couldn’t imagine how bizarre they would look as women.

The storyteller must be making up some scandalous story!

"That’s the terrifying thing about the new Demon, the reason why the Lingshui Twin Heroes fell was because they practiced the Cultivation Technique given to them by the Demon. The Lingshui Twin Heroes, wise their entire lives, were also deceived by that Demon!"

At this, the teahouse patrons became more interested.

"What kind of Cultivation Technique is so bizarre?"

"Right, turning men into women, fallen? I have a brother who said he’d like to learn that technique, and wants me to enjoy it first."

"Hahaha..."

"Exactly, this storyteller, making baseless remarks, doesn’t even know the name of the Demon."

At this moment, the storyteller slapped his wooden gavel and spoke: "The name of this Demon I did mention, surname Duan, given name Yun, looks young and handsome with clear eyes, leading a donkey."

Duan Yun: "???"

Well, I turned out to be the protagonist?

So, you are saying spreading false words among storytellers isn’t illegal, huh?

Duan Yun never thought he’d become the protagonist in a storyteller’s tale one day.