Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 61 The Moluo King Knows Jack about Moluo Skills!

Chapter 61: Chapter 61 The Moluo King Knows Jack about Moluo Skills!

After tearing down two rooms, Duan Yun came out gasping for air.

The sensation of "Blade Storm" was so exhilarating it felt like flying. If before he was using "Jade Sword True Understanding" and "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain" in their normal mode, then this round was like having unlimited ammo.

The unlimited ammo was exhilarating, alright, but too much of it still made him a bit dizzy.

But no matter, with continuous diligent practice, he’ll stop feeling dizzy after a while.

In the afternoon, Shen Ying came back.

One could say she returned loaded with spoils.

She bagged two pheasants, three hares, and three fish.

Seeing these, Duan Yun’s eyes gleamed.

It had been several days since he last ate meat.

Yet, these days, his energy consumption was at his highest.

Twice, he had looked at Little Grey as if he was seeing donkey burger.

If it wasn’t for Little Grey quickly sensing the danger and running away, he might have actually made his move.

Actually, the Murong brothers have egged him on a few times, suggesting he should sell the donkey for wine.

Compared to eating food and meat, the Murong brothers clearly preferred drinking.

Today, Duan Yun’s progress with the sword was not bad and he was in a good mood. He decided to celebrate with the meat, so he promptly went over to help.

They didn’t have a kitchen knife here, so Duan Yun handed his sword to Shen Ying.

Each of them armed with either a knife or a sword, it didn’t take long to gut the pheasants, the hares, and the fish, cleaning them thoroughly.

Everything was ready, with only the roasting left to be done.

Yuzhu Villa’s rickety gate lost another two panels, and quickly enough, smoke rose from the mountain villa situated below the graveyard.

Watching the fish and meat sizzle over the flame, Duan Yun and Shen Ying glanced at each other.

Despite previous arguments over "dragging luggage foolishly" and "being smooth and unwrinkled", the two indeed felt a certain pleasant chemistry.

Duan Yun didn’t think he was under a curse, nor did he believe the other person was his sister.

He was misled by the Murong brothers before.

Thinking about it carefully, this was probably the first relatively normal beauty he had met in the Martial World.

He had encountered beauties before; the Red Building Women’s elder was young-looking with a voluptuous figure, the Murong sister was fair-skinned and beautiful, and the Goddess Catcher was a busty twin. But it was tough when one committed adultery and murder, another enjoyed sticking flowers into people, and the most normal Goddess Catcher was quite off-putting.

So to personally unpack and find a currently well-behaved beauty, even if she was flat-chested, it was normal for Duan Yun to take a liking to her.

Just like Qiuxiang, she was a goddess made to stand out by other goddesses.

Night fell quickly, and Yuzhu Villa rarely had a homey ambiance.

Previously, with two men, they didn’t even light a lamp when drinking, and mostly ate takeout. In this gloomy villa, their spoken words sounded ghostly.

Today, with fire and roasted meat, it must be said that Shen Ying was very good at controlling the heat. As the fat on the meat sizzled, even the Murong brothers, who rarely ate anything, asked for a fish to eat.

He lay there eating, wrapped in a straw mat, looking just like a beggar.

Seeing this, Shen Ying couldn’t help but ask Duan Yun, "How long has he been like this?"

Duan Yun said with a smile, "This is already an improvement. When I first came here, I thought there was nobody in this haunted place. He blended in with the straw mat and suddenly spoke up; I really thought I had encountered a ghost."

Shen Ying nodded and whispered, "It seems that incident had a big impact on him. Everyone outside says that he is the most handsome man in the Murong Family for eight generations. I really can’t see it."

Duan Yun also whispered, "Really? I didn’t see that at all."

Shen Ying earnestly said, "It’s true. In terms of looks, he’s nowhere near as good as you."

At this point, Murong couldn’t help but curse, "You two being all lovey-dovey is fine, but why insult me! How am I worse than him!"

Duan Yun laughed and said, "We just want to encourage you to get back on your feet, that’s all."

Shen Ying nodded and added, "Some people could tidy themselves up and not have to look like a beggar."

"That’s right, I seriously suspect his sisters want to kill him because he turned ugly."

"I hope you two really are siblings!" Murong continued cursing.

"We can still be seen as siblings, I think at least Shen Ying won’t chop me up," Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying immediately chimed in, "I promise I won’t chop you up."

Murong brothers: "I f*****g—"

The barbeque was quite enjoyable, but the weather turned sour, and it started raining halfway through the outdoor feast.

Damn this ghostly weather; it’s autumn and still, thunderstorms are frequent.

So they had no choice but to shift locations, moving to the Murong brothers’ room to continue eating.

The only rooms that could shelter them from the rain were two, and the Murong brothers’ room was the largest, plus he didn’t mind a little mess of chicken bones and fish bones lying around, he could still sleep soundly amidst it.

Duan Yun once witnessed a rat scampering over him, a spider crawling into one ear and out the other without eliciting a single twitch from him.

As they were eating, suddenly a gust of wind blew and opened the old window with a whoosh.

Just as Duan Yun was about to get up and close the window, he heard a voice.

"Big brother, you said the cards on the gambling table ran off by themselves, can this round of betting still have an outcome?"

"This round of betting obviously can’t count, but such disobedient cards should be torn up and burnt, lest they affect people’s gambling."

These two voices were quite eerie, as if they were coming from two ducks whose throats were being squeezed while being forcibly quacked out.

Duan Yun looked outside, but saw no one.

Yet the voices were clearly nearby.

On this stormy night, these two voices seemed especially terrifying.

At this time, Shen Ying, looking a bit pale, reminded, "They’re here."

Duan Yun asked in confusion, "Those eunuchs?"

"How dare you! How dare you directly call us, mere eunuchs!"

Just then, an extra person appeared at the unlatched window.

A very small person, wearing a silver mask that only covered the upper part of the forehead, with two long metallic spikes protruding from either side of it.

If the people from the Thunder God and Mother Sect were to have two Iron Flutes inserted into their heads, making them look like oxen, then this person resembled a bee.

The bee was small, he too was small, barely three feet tall, no different from a young child; bees have a bit of cuteness, but the person in front of them was nothing close to cute.

Amidst the thunderstorm, the silver mask that seemed embedded in flesh reflected the light, making the person look like a demon crawling out from the mountain.

Duan Yun thought to himself: "No wonder I couldn’t see this person earlier, turned out it’s because he is too short."

Almost at the same time, another eunuch of similar size appeared at the door.

But on his face, there was a gold mask.

Duan Yun couldn’t help but ask wonderingly, "You’re so short, you can still be eunuchs?"

At this moment, the Murong brothers spoke up, "That’s because they practiced an incomplete Moluo Skills, they did it wrong. The Moluo King grew taller and bigger with practice; by the time of his death, he was over ten feet tall, yet they’ve become even smaller than dwarfs."

"Bullshit, we’re exquisitely dainty; condensation is the essence!"

"It’s impossible that we practiced incorrectly. The dead Moluo King doesn’t know jack about the Moluo Skills!"

the silver mask eunuch rebuked.

"Why waste words with them, just tear up these little shrimps."

At this point, two more similarly dwarf-sized people appeared at the small window.

Four dwarfs wearing metallic masks stood there like four sinister demons, appearing very terrifying in the night.

Suddenly, the silver-masked dwarf said, "Big brother, let’s make a bet, when you call stop, we’ll see if the number of pieces they are torn into by us is odd or even."

"I bet on odd."

"Odd!"

"I bet on even."

"I also bet even."

While they were placing bets there, Duan Yun also spiritedly said, "Three against four, I choose two, you others pick first."