Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 60 He’s Gone Mad Again!

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 He’s Gone Mad Again!

Shen Ying stayed.

Because she was truly hungry.

The Nine Death Silkworm Technique wasn’t easy to practice; the Murong brothers lay there waiting for death, at least able to drink some rainwater, while she lay in a box surrounded by lake water for eighty-nine days without a single sip.

It was also at this time that Duan Yun and the Murong brothers realized she wasn’t really a Taoist nun; she wore the Daoist robe because she thought the lotus Taoist robe was pretty.

"Who says Daoist robes are only for Taoists?" Shen Ying argued confidently.

Shen Ying ate hastily and quickly.

When she wanted more, she found that the pot of porridge was already empty.

"Is it all gone?" Shen Ying asked, puzzled.

"Our food supply is completely exhausted," Duan Yun replied.

"Then I’ll go buy some. Oh right, give me some silver. Did I drop my purse a long time ago?" Shen Ying asked honestly.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, looking at her face regaining color, shook their heads together.

"What does that mean?" Shen Ying asked, confused.

"Our purses haven’t been lost, but they’ve been empty just as long as the rice sack," the Murong brothers answered.

"No way, one of you is from the Murong Family practicing Demon Blade, and the other claims to be a chivalrous young hero; you don’t even have a few pieces of silver?" Shen Ying exclaimed in surprise.

The Murong brothers looked absently at the house beams and said, "Who dictates that if one of the Murong family practices the Divine Blade, they must have silver? You, the Shen Family’s young miss, have just as empty pockets."

Shen Ying looked at the empty iron pot and empty rice sack and couldn’t help but ask a question— "I’ve eaten all the rice and vegetables, what will you eat next?"

"We’ll hang in there, and when it’s unbearable, we’ll find a way. There are always more solutions than difficulties," Duan Yun said optimistically.

The Murong brothers were even more optimistic.

As long as one is asleep, they won’t feel hungry, and they happened to be particularly good at this.

"Never mind, I’ll go hunting. Consider it paying for your meals," Shen Ying said.

She said she would do it and disappeared in a moment.

Duan Yun watched her leaving figure, deep in thought.

Seeing this, the Murong brothers couldn’t help but say, "Brother, you’re hopeless."

"What do you mean hopeless?" Duan Yun asked, puzzled.

"Don’t you think this woman is good? She’s pretty and sensible. That feeling of springtime is volcanic, you can’t suppress it. Trust me, it won’t be long before you fall head over heels, and then you’ll find out she’s your own sister.

The happier you feel now, the more painful it will be later."

"Really, it hurts! It hurts so much!"

Recalling past events, the Murong brothers said with a pale face.

Duan Yun wasn’t clearly aware of any feelings of spring himself, but he could feel the Murong brothers’ feeling of snowflakes drifting in winter.

"The curse of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain is too cruel. Now, in your case, there is only one way out," said the Murong brothers, speaking from experience.

Duan Yun asked, puzzled, "What’s the solution?"

"Find Old Demon Duan, let him turn you into a woman, then you won’t have the desire to get married, to want to be with a woman forever. Oh, and when you find him, please ask him to come over and turn me into a woman too.

Then we can continue here as sisters and won’t be lonely."

The Murong brothers said earnestly.

Seeing his earnest face, truly seeking to become a woman, Duan Yun couldn’t help but retort, "What’s wrong with you? Then after you become a woman, what will you be called? The Murong Sisters?"

"That’s a good suggestion. You’d be called Duan Yun, and we’ll just loaf around here waiting to die, carefree and at ease."

Seeing him fantasizing about the future, Duan Yun quickly said, "Stop! I told you, I’m not cursed."

"You’re being dishonest with yourself. Then why did you want her to stay?" the Murong brothers said.

Duan Yun said earnestly, "It was I who disrupted her ’Nine Death Silkworm Technique.’ As a young hero who distinguishes clearly between gratitude and grudges, I must take responsibility for this. If she dies at the hands of those dead eunuchs because of this, I will feel guilty."

"And don’t you think just hearing the name ’Nine Death Silkworm Technique’ sounds powerful? With my unsurpassed wisdom and earth-shattering talent, wouldn’t learning it take me to the next level?"

"By the way, does practicing the Nine Death Silkworm Technique turn one into a silkworm?"

Murong Rong was convinced by Duan Yun’s words because his eyes lit up when he mentioned the ’Nine Death Silkworm Technique’—they shone just like they did when he first saw his own sister, even more love-struck than love at first sight!

This doesn’t make sense, how could a sister lose to a cultivation technique.

Sisters are the best in the world!

Thus, he couldn’t help but say, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You must be pretending."

Holding Gentle Wen Rou in his hand, Duan Yun said, "Then you better pay close attention in the future to see if I am pretending. How can women be as important as cultivation techniques? Ridiculous."

Having said that, Duan Yun went out to practice his sword.

The Murong brothers saw Duan Yun acting as if nothing was wrong, nothing like the love-at-first-sight, head-over-heels state he was in when he originally fell in love.

But he still didn’t believe that Duan Yun could escape the curse because he stubbornly believed that finding the perfect woman for a romance was the most wonderful thing in the world.

The best thing in the world!

Can people live without love and lovers?

This was also the reason why his romance later turned into a fateful disaster, with all the beauty being ruthlessly torn apart, leading him to want to starve himself to death.

In the courtyard, Duan Yun held the sword in his right hand and the blade in his left, ready to shoot both at the same time!

The ’Twelve Layers of Spring Rain’ whirled out like a spinning storm, shaving the newly grown weeds to the ground, while the ’Water Moon Sword Energy’ flicked up, piercing through the air like a sharp crescent moon.

Perhaps because it was his first time, the simultaneous release of sword Qi and blade Qi left Duan Yun feeling flustered.

The problem was that the movement patterns of the ’Twelve Layers of Spring Rain’ and the ’Jade Sword True Understanding’ were completely different. To perform them simultaneously, he had to multitask, inevitably getting a bit sidetracked.

Either the sword Qi would veer off target, or the blade light would slow down, or it was the interaction of the True Qi within his body that became chaotic.

After more than ten attempts, Duan Yun started feeling motion sickness.

However, he felt no sense of failure because he knew this was all due to unfamiliarity.

It was just like when his body first became unaccustomed to sword Qi; one just had to push through it.

He was a one-in-a-million talent in cultivation; not to mention simultaneously using sword and blade, in the future even using a combination of halberd, staff, club, and sword together would be no problem.

Indeed, as Duan Yun calmly progressed, he became smoother in his simultaneous execution of blade and sword techniques.

When he was in high spirits, he even used the mutual force of blade Qi and sword Qi to reduce the "recoil," creating a silky smooth beauty.

For a moment, the intersection of blade light and sword shadows twisted around him, and Duan Yun felt a surge of desire to jump into a crowd of enemies and unleash havoc.

If the Duan Yun of today had been at the Xuanxiong Gang back then, there’d be no need to painstakingly poke people one by one – he could just leap in and destroy everything, including the buildings!

Thinking of that scenario, Duan Yun got worked up.

"Rotate! Damn it, rotate ’Twelve Layers of Spring Rain’!"

"And ’Embrace Sparrow Tail’ at the same time!"

Boom boom boom...

Another house was demolished into tatters.

Within the swirling dust, the Murong brothers couldn’t see Duan Yun himself, only catching glimpses of half a ’Sword Immortal Dharma Image,’ and countless whirling cuts of blade light and sword shadow.

This frenzy of blade light and sword shadow was like a terrifyingly fierce blade storm, one that would leave anyone caught in it shredded to bits.

In the midst of this storm, from time to time, a sharp elbow or a direct slashing sword Qi would burst forth.

Totally insane!

Mad on such an intense level!

Murong Rong felt that if this fellow had enough True Qi in his body, who would need an army for sieging cities?

Just send him in to slaughter everything!

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