Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 78 Absorption Star Skills? (Request for Orders)

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Absorption Star Skills? (Request for Orders)

The first time Duan Yun visited Small Spring Town, he heard the stories about himself, "Old Demon Duan."

It was his first time being the protagonist in a storyteller’s tale—a hero turned fallen, breaking up lovers, wantonly slaughtering the innocent.

Damn it, almost two months had passed, and he was still the protagonist.

This time, this protagonist even got mixed up with people he once knew.

The Goddess Catcher who came this time was a pair of twins, both with great figures and ample busts.

If Yun State’s Qingqi Bureau wasn’t known for producing busty twin Goddess Catchers, then most likely, they were acquaintances he had met before.

He still vividly remembered the lower body of the younger Goddess Catcher sister, so until now, he didn’t know her name.

Hearing that the Goddess Catcher sisters had also arrived, Duan Yun suddenly harbored some hope of "clearing his name."

Yes, to prove he was a righteous Young Hero and not some Demon wreaking havoc in the Martial World, besides clarifying himself, having someone from the court to help clear his name would obviously be best.

The Qingqi Bureau was an agency of the court, though the court wasn’t performing well, it still existed, and their words should carry some weight.

If the Goddess Catcher sisters could speak for him and prove his innocence, then that’d really be something.

Then, when he stepped out, Duan Yun, Young Hero Duan, would be known for his heroism, not his demonic reputation.

Hmm, he had to find a suitable opportunity to meet these sisters.

But thinking of the younger Goddess Catcher sister’s lower body, Duan Yun hesitated for a moment.

What if they didn’t listen to him?

For a time, his old plans resurfaced in his mind.

Nothing fancy, just keep them locked in the cellar and inspire their emotions and reason with them over there.

The old storytellers who fabricated yellow rumors about him—he used to wish to break their legs, but this time he felt a bit guilty.

Because he really did contemplate locking those Goddess Catcher sisters up in the cellar.

Hmm, he even contemplated restarting the plan now.

For his career as a Young Hero, for his reputation, it’s indeed worth a try.

If it fails, he won’t lose anything.

Today, Shen Ying was in a good mood; the way she stir-fried the meat at noon, the aroma was bursting.

She said she needed to hurry and finish eating because she wanted to go out in the afternoon, to see if there was anything interesting.

But barely had she eaten half her meal when Shen Ying suddenly looked at the distant sky and said, "Is that a paper kite?"

"No, it’s a person!"

Hearing there was someone floating in the sky, Murong ventured out to join in the excitement.

He lay on the ground and couldn’t help but remark, "Not just any person, but a beautiful woman flying so high, isn’t she afraid of catching a cold?"

"No, whoever can fly so high and dress so scantily must definitely be a fairy from Red House. What are they doing here?" Murong squinted his eyes and observed as he spoke.

"Definitely has something to do with Old Demon Duan. I need to go have a look."

Shen Ying abandoned her half-finished meal, saying she wanted to watch the excitement.

Duan Yun watched her hurried departure and figured out that this madam also had the genes of a bloodthirsty spectator.

Fairies continued to appear around the Yushi Town area, floating like human-shaped paper kites.

Yuzhu Villa was relatively higher, hence one could see this quite magical and sinister scene.

Duan Yun had seen this scene last night; this group of ladies floating in the air, eyeing this handsome Young Hero—it was quite frightening.

Alas, only by killing them all could he feel less afraid.

Murong saw him continuously watching outside and couldn’t help but say, "It’s somewhat chaotic outside, if you’re worried about your sister, go have a look."

Duan Yun refused, "I’m not going."

"Why?"

"I’m afraid of being assaulted."

Murong looked at his handsome face and felt it made a lot of sense.

Duan Yun didn’t follow; he wasn’t one to join in the excitement.

Mainly because, since they had even found Yushi Town, he needed to seize the time to rest and wait for a good opportunity.

To kill them all!

Duan Yun took out the Tadpole script he had transcribed last night and started studying it carefully.

Also brought out was the Old Mother Divine Iron he had obtained from a lunatic from the Thunder God and Mother Sect.

It was covered in various patterns of Tadpole script, which to Duan Yun seemed like reading an alien script.

"The Divine Iron falling from the sky, understanding the cultivation technique amidst thunder sounds, made him feel like dealing with aliens," Duan Yun complained.

Even though he was an extraordinary cultivation genius, facing these runes, he temporarily didn’t know how to start.

But Duan Yun was not discouraged, continuing to look.

Because he had personally seen that thunder madman turning electric light into clubs, contending with his sword light.

If even that kind of lousy figure could train efficiently, there’s no reason this one-in-ten-thousand cultivation genius couldn’t, right?

Is it necessary to get an antenna on my head first?

Duan Yun took out the two Iron Flutes he had pulled from the head of the Thunder Madman and pondered.

Frankly, every time he saw these Iron Flutes, he thought of Teletubbies.

Did the madman of Thunder God and Mother Sect manage to cultivate because he inserted these two antennas?

Should he drill two holes and insert them?

Duan Yun quickly dismissed the idea, even feeling a chill down his spine.

"How could I have such a thought?"

"Have you ever seen a Young Hero with two antennas on his head?"

The sky was gloomily overcast, and spider webs under the eaves of the room swayed with the wind like white fuzz, creating a somewhat strange and even eerie atmosphere.

Indeed, he really had the idea of inserting the Iron Flute on his head just now.

For a moment, in the dim room, whether it was the thin Divine Iron or the thick and long Iron Flute, both seemed to exude an evil aura.

Duan Yun couldn’t help but recall what Hua Wen had said when he first tried to pull the Thunder Madman’s Iron Flute—"The Thunder God and Mother Sect is mysterious and unpredictable; possessing these items might bring disaster."

But Duan Yun quickly cheered up.

His current self was no longer the same as before, able to handle even the perilous Twelve Layers of Spring Rain, let alone a mere Thunder God and Mother Sect’s Thunder Listening Cultivation Technique.

He wouldn’t just look a little.

He knew, with his unparalleled talent and extraordinary wisdom, there was nothing he could not comprehend.

As he observed, Duan Yun found himself becoming drowsy again, his body leaned, and he dozed off, the Tadpole script he was copying falling to the ground.

Duan Yun fell asleep, but those sleep-inducing Tadpole scripts entered his Sea of Consciousness, sinking into his dreams.

This time, these tadpoles were still looking for their mother.

They changed colors, continuously burrowing deeper, and this time, Duan Yun in his sleep soon realized he was dreaming.

A similar dream to last night.

Sometimes, when people have nightmares, they suddenly realize they’re dreaming and try to wake up.

Duan Yun was in such a state now, but he didn’t wish to wake up.

Even in his dream, he hadn’t forgotten that he was a once-in-a-million Cultivation prodigy, so it was only appropriate like Cao Mengde was adept at killing in dreams, Duan Yun was adept at comprehending Divine Skills in dreams.

Thus, in his dream, Duan Yun let his consciousness wander, feeling his soul floating upwards to observe the dream from an overlooking perspective.

From above, Duan Yun could see various little tadpoles wagging their tails, swimming downwards.

As if their mother was even lower below.

Lower below?

Suddenly, Duan Yun felt a pulling force from the imagery below, like a whirlpool.

This feeling was very similar to when he saw the Tadpole script inscribed on the Thunder Madman’s body, only stronger.

At that moment, Duan Yun suddenly saw the "mother" that the little tadpoles were looking for.

A palm, followed by an arm, and then a face.

His handsome face?

At the bottom of this whirlpool, it almost resembled a mirror, reflecting his appearance.

Is this a Hand Technique?

And these tadpoles?

True Qi?

Is the True Qi outside his palm being absorbed inward?

After observing closely for a while, Duan Yun realized that the area these tadpoles were moving around resembled a sphere.

A sphere, why does it look so much like a human head?

Absorbing the True Qi inside the human head?

Suddenly, Duan Yun understood.

Absorption Star Skills?

Duan Yun suddenly woke up, and then immediately had an epiphany.

He had comprehended a Hand Technique in his dream.

His one-in-a-million Cultivation prodigy nature had indeed allowed him to have an enlightenment in his dream.

But this Hand Technique seemed to have little to do with thunder and lightning.

Having comprehended the Absorption Star Skills from the runes on the Thunder Madman of Thunder God and Mother Sect, was this a misunderstanding?

No, how could I possibly misunderstand!

Thunder God and Mother Sect obtained their Cultivation Techniques through listening to thunder, if there really were immortals in the sky, then the techniques would be varied and not limited to just thunder.

The Thunder Madman was adept at sudden realizations related to thunder because they listened to thunder too much, limiting their perspective, but not for him, who is a one-in-a-million Cultivation prodigy.

This Hand Technique...

What renowned, orthodox Martial Arts does this Absorption Star Skill belong to?

With a flash of his extraordinary wisdom, Duan Yun said, "What Absorption Star Skills, this is clearly Beiming Divine Skill."

He looked at his palm and pondered, "What kind of absorption is this, I need to find someone to verify it."