Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 53: Demon Blade Wen Rou (Please Follow)

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Demon Blade Wen Rou (Please Follow)

Duan Yun redeemed the knife of the Murong brothers from the pawnshop.

Until now, he still felt a kind of pain as if he had lost flesh.

Holding this knife, it was hard for him to judge its value.

The pawnshop was willing to pay so much money for it, which was surely the least they would accept, but it was a pity that he wasn’t well-versed in knives; he only felt that the material and craftsmanship of the knife were very good, and just the feel of the knife handle in his hand was far better than his worn-out iron sword.

However, the edge of the knife was a bit blunt.

Holding the knife, he went to find the Murong brothers and said, "Getting this knife nearly bankrupted me."

The Murong brothers laughed and said, "Looks like from now on, you’ll be as poor as I am."

Seeing his schadenfreude, Duan Yun said, "If I’m poor, then you’ll have nothing to eat."

The Murong brothers replied casually, "I’ve always eaten very little."

In fact, ever since Murong Ling’er came knocking and Duan Yun stubbornly refused to leave, the Murong brothers, though still very lazy, had started to be slightly less so.

He began to freeload for food.

He was so easily sidelined last time, simply because he hadn’t eaten enough.

"What’s so special about this knife?" Duan Yun inquired.

Apart from the good material and craftsmanship, and the handle feeling as smooth as a girl’s hand, he really couldn’t see why the knife was worth so much silver.

The Murong brothers shook their head and said, "Divine weapons are rare, it seems you know even less than the pawnshop owner."

As they spoke, they took the knife from him.

Just as they ran a finger along the edge, the blade and the handle came apart.

Duan Yun was startled, thinking it had broken, but in the next moment, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

Wisps of cold air emanated from the handle, and because the environment was dark until now, it was only at this moment that Duan Yun saw that the handle still had a blade attached to it.

It was just very thin, so thin that he had initially overlooked it.

"What’s on the outside is actually a sheath; the real blade is inside. Even without this secret, the knife is worth eight hundred silver, but with this secret, people would fight over it, even if it cost eight thousand silver," the Murong brothers elaborated.

"Eight thousand silver?"

Duan Yun’s eyes widened.

He had never seen that much silver.

"So, you’ve made a profit," the Murong brothers said as they threw the knife back to him.

Hearing that the knife was worth at least eight thousand silver, Duan Yun started to find it more and more to his liking.

Pricey means good!

Good means pricey!

A knife worth eight thousand silver, pawned for just eight hundred, would have never been redeemed by the Murong brothers if it weren’t for him; after all, not everyone was like him, able to fork out eight hundred silver.

It could only be said that the Murong brothers had truly contemplated death before.

"What’s the story behind this knife?" Duan Yun couldn’t help asking.

"This is a demon blade, named ’Wen Rou’. If not handled properly, it can bite back its master," the Murong brothers said with a serious expression.

A knife named "Wen Rou" that was a prone-to-bite-back demon blade was indeed quite interesting.

Duan Yun said, "A once-in-a-million cultivation genius like myself won’t have to worry about such troubles."

At this point, the Murong brothers’ expression turned very complex.

Knowing that he had given "Wen Rou" to Duan Yun, they felt they no longer owed him anything, but passing on the "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain" might precipitate terrible disasters.

It was this ominous swordsmanship that had reduced them to a state neither human nor ghost.

Although Duan Yun had assured they had no estranged younger sister to worry about, there was no telling what other fearsome changes might occur.

But they weren’t someone to dwell on such complications.

The other party was shamelessly insistent on learning, and since they had agreed, so be it!

Having a fearless "comrade-in-illness" was quite good.

In martial arts, if you’re not mad, you’re insane, or you’re cursed to a state neither human nor ghost.

So, the Murong brothers pointed to the floorboard next to where they had buried the deed and said, "It’s there."

Duan Yun lifted the wooden board and discovered that there was indeed a secret book.

Twelve Layers of Spring Rain!

Just as the Murong brothers were about to offer some advice in their role as "teachers", Duan Yun had already joyfully taken the secret book and went out to practice his saber skills on his own.

Not even bothering to acknowledge them.

For Duan Yun, he was a one-in-a-million cultivation genius, mastering the basics of saber techniques was a simple matter that did not require guidance from others.

The Murong brothers, failing to assume the teacher’s role, felt frustrated.

However, their mood soon eased.

"This ’Twelve Layers of Spring Rain’ is the most profound and mysterious divine saber skill; even he, a one-in-a-million saber genius, had to exert great effort to grasp the basics. This fellow is in for some suffering!"

Indeed, the thought of Duan Yun scratching his head in confusion over not mastering the technique brought a sense of pleasure to the Murong brothers.

That’s what you get for being blindly confident!

...

Receiving the saber technique he had always desired, and taking the most crucial step on the path of a Dual Master of Sword and Saber Hero, Duan Yun could not deny his excitement.

He quickly went to the backyard, sat down with crossed legs, and carefully started to read the secret book.

As he read, Duan Yun’s expression turned slightly pained.

This saber technique was difficult, even more so than the Jade Sword True Understanding.

While there are similarities between swordsmanship and saber techniques, the saber also has many specialized terms.

This secret book, taken from the twelve Divine Valleys, must have been handwritten by the Murong Family Ancestor, imbued with an aura of ancient mystery.

Clearly, the Murong Ancestor did not consider whether novices in saber techniques could understand it when he wrote this book.

He probably did not expect that someone who had never learned saber techniques would dare to start with the "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain".

But Duan Yun wasn’t without recourse; he skipped over the terms he couldn’t quite understand, looking at the book with a broader perspective.

It was somewhat like filling in the blanks in a language test; once the context was considered, he could guess the answers.

As he read on, Duan Yun found that the parts he didn’t understand before now seemed clearer.

By this time, the sky had turned completely dark.

Duan Yun confirmed that the "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain" was indeed a profound and enigmatic divine technique, and with his supreme talent and intelligence, it took nearly three hours before he barely touched upon the threshold.

He faced the moonlight, practicing the Jade Sword Stance, continuing to study the secret book.

For two consecutive days, Duan Yun was filling in blanks.

It wasn’t until the third day that he began practicing the saber.

In fact, the external moves of "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain" consist of only three moves: "Spring Equinox", "Jingzhe", and "Silent Rain".

"Spring Equinox" focuses on the word "divide", making the move sharp and fierce; "Jingzhe" is about the sudden outburst of a violent strike, like the "Spring Thunder Startles Hundred Insects"; and "Silent Rain" emphasizes rapid and continuous saber techniques, like endless drizzling rain.

Each of these three moves has several variations.

These variations are not numerous in saber techniques, yet Duan Yun swung his saber with great enjoyment.

Whether it was the sudden exertion of force in "Jingzhe", making the saber buzz like thunder, or the swift slashes of "Silent Rain" that seemed as if one could see from Penglai West Road to the east, both gave a sense of utter satisfaction.

Murong brothers couldn’t help but laugh when they saw him practicing saber.

These three moves serve only as the facade of "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain"; anyone could practice that.

But the core essence of Twelve Layers of Spring Rain lies in the "Twelve Layers".

The rotation, with each layer of Sword Qi building upon the next, climbing to the climax of the twelfth layer, devastating heaven and earth.

At this moment, Duan Yun had not even grasped the basics, and even some of the simplest surface moves of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain were practiced incorrectly.

In essence, fetching any third or fourth-rate swordsman to practice these facade moves would result in better proficiency than Duan Yun’s.

One could say that Duan Yun’s talent in saber techniques was mediocre at best.

"He was boasting so outrageously before, claiming a one-in-a-million talent, revolutionary through the ages, even made himself out to be better than I am, and I actually believed some of it. I’m such an idiot!" exclaimed the Murong brothers.

After, they went to sleep soundly.

On the other side, Duan Yun stopped practicing the saber and remarked, "Alright, I’ve begrudgingly mastered this damn difficult technique, now it’s time for the part I’m really good at."

"Twelve Layers of Spring Rain, rotate!"

With a swing of his saber, two layers of Sword Qi intertwined and spun outwards, followed by a third layer...

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