This ti, Duan Yun was practicing locked in his own room.
As such, the three Murong brothers outside the room could only hear his roars but couldn’t see how he was practicing.
Suddenly, electric lights flickered in the dark room, outlining a figure.
"When did he learn the moves of the Thunder God and Mother Sect?" Shen Ying wondered.
"I don’t know. You’re so close to him and you don’t know, how would I know?" said the Murong brothers.
The flickering lights continued, and the shadow cast on the window paper, along with Duan Yun’s roars, made the three Murong brothers feel the person was both maniacal and mad, even sowhat divine and demonic.
At least at that mont, Young Hero Duan seed like Old Demon Duan.
After that, the room beca quiet.
Shen Ying puzzled, "Is it over?"
"Maybe he failed to master it and took a rest because he was tired," Feng Ling’er said with concern.
"Perhaps," replied the Murong brothers.
After all, cultivation is never an instant success.
Yet, looking at that pitch-dark room, he feared that the guy might suddenly start cursing again and then achieve a breakthrough.
He was familiar with such events.
However, they waited for the duration it takes to drink two cups of tea, and it remained silent inside.
"It seems he really didn’t make it this ti."
Later, the three of them went back to their own beds to sleep.
In the early morning, the Murong brothers ca out from the outhouse, planning to go back to sleep.
He noticed that Duan Yun was already up, his hair sowhat ssy and sticking up, as if it had been clawed at by a woman during night activities.
He couldn’t help but ask, "Were you practicing sothing last night?"
"dicinal techniques," Duan Yun replied.
"Any progress?" Murong brothers cared to ask.
"I mastered it," Duan Yun said.
"Mastered it?" Murong stood there, baffled.
Just a couple of shouts last night and he mastered it?
What Murong brothers didn’t know was that Duan Yun thought that as a dic, he shouldn’t be a hero and could be a bit more graceful; indeed, he wanted to shout when he started practicing, but refrained due to his desire for elegance.
However, later on, due to the difficulty of mastering dicinal techniques, comparable to inventing a Cultivation Technique,
He thought if he didn’t shout a couple of tis to get his Extraordinary Wisdom flowing, he might need to struggle all night to succeed. Thus, Duan Yun shouted.
After the shout, indeed, he managed to control the "Fingertip Thunder," and then he elegantly went to sleep.
That’s why they only heard Duan Yun shout twice and nothing followed.
No other, the elegance of a dic.
At this ti, Shen Ying also got up and saw the bewildered look on Murong brothers’ face and asked, "What happened?"
"He said he succeeded," the Murong brothers replied.
"Ah?"
At that mont, Duan Yun had returned from the outhouse.
He glanced at Murong brothers who was still standing there and asked, "Got a mont?"
"Yes, why?" responded Murong brothers.
"Let see your left hand," Duan Yun said.
Murong brothers stretched out his left hand.
The next mont, Murong brothers’ eyes nearly popped out.
Almost simultaneously, Duan Yun unexpectedly made a swift cut on his hand.
The gentle knife left a clean cut on the forr owner’s arm, causing blood to surge.
Murong brothers were stunned, his face both baffled and terrified, "Why did you suddenly chop ?"
He thought Duan Yun must have gone mad.
Old Demon Duan’s cultivation drove him mad.
Not far away, Shen Ying was also shocked.
She clearly saw Murong brothers extending his hand and then Duan Yun made a cut on it.
One really dared to cut, the other was so idiotic he didn’t even dodge.
"Fingertip Thunder! Co forth!" Duan Yun suddenly shouted.
At this, Murong brothers got so frightened that all his hairs stood on end, instinctively trying to retreat.
"But at this mont, Duan Yun had already grabbed his hand, saying sternly, "You haven’t been treated yet, where are you running off to?"
"I’m going back to sleep!"
Murong was so scared that he hurriedly pulled away and ran, only to hear a sizzling sound as a bolt of electricity leapt into his forehead.
In an instant, his hair stood on end, and his whole body stiffened.
The very next mont, electricity danced between the fingers of Duan Yun’s right hand, almost forming a fine net, and gathered at Murong’s wound.
Sizzle sizzle...
A sll of charred flesh floated up, and Murong’s wound was no longer bleeding, even the flesh seed fused together.
In Shen Ying’s eyes, those tiny sparks looked just like a needle and thread, ’stitching’ up Murong’s wound.
Duan Yun took a look at Murong’s wound and said, "Apart from a bit of charring, the results aren’t bad."
Previously, when absorbing the Thunder True Qi of the Thunder God and Mother Sect’s thunder maniac, Duan Yun discovered this True Qi was quite special, as its power of thunder and lightning could simply stop bleeding.
He had long thought if this thunder and lightning power could be obedient and precise, then with more experintation, it could perhaps achieve effects like stopping bleeding, suturing, and calming the patient with electrotherapy.
Duan Yun already had experience taming demon electricity. Last night, as he earnestly gained enlightennt, the power of the Thunder True Qi he released was gradually tad by him.
However, he had to admit, the power of thunder and lightning must be among the hardest to ta in the world; it’s so wild that once it manifests, it’s difficult to control, even wilder than the wildest horse.
To make it totally obedient, even for him, a rare cultivation prodigy, took a full three hours barely managing it, severely affecting his sleep.
But the result was beneficial; at least now Murong was very calm, and his wound had stopped bleeding and was healed.
Stopping bleeding, suturing, and calming—the basic effects were sowhat achieved.
During the al, Murong couldn’t help but complain, "Why did you use for experintation?"
Duan Yun earnestly replied, "Shen Ying was making breakfast, besides, she and Miss Ling’er are pretty, and have good skin, my skills aren’t yet perfected, I might leave scars."
Murong said with a hurt expression, "I’m so pale, aren’t you afraid I’ll scar?"
Saying so, he raised the scarred wound caused by Duan Yun.
Duan Yun pondered, "It’s not too bad, you already have plenty of scars on your body. Once my ’Fingertip Thunder’ gets more honed, perhaps it can even be used for scar removal and beauty enhancent. When the ti cos, I’ll remove all your scars and even style your hair as a way to repay you for being my patient."
Seeing Duan Yun’s look, Murong felt a chill, "What are you looking at for? You surely can’t still use for experintation, right?"
Duan Yun, looking at him, earnestly nodded.
Murong got angry, "Why? Why don’t you practice on yourself?"
Duan Yun replied, "Actually, I considered that, but treating oneself has limitations; plus, I need to increase the intensity later, and if I get seriously injured, it won’t be easy to manage. Most importantly, I’m better looking than you."
Increase the intensity, serious injury, better looking?
Hearing these words, Murong was about to go mad.
"New rule of the Yuzhu Villa, the ugliest person is suitable to be a dical experint subject, who agrees and who opposes?" said Duan Yun.
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er said in unison.
"I oppose!"
Murong’s face turned purple as he vehently objected.
At this mont, he suddenly placed down his utensils and jumped in front of Panda Dabai, who was eating bamboo, "Compared to Dabai, I’m not the ugliest, right?"
For a mont, Murong felt utterly heartbroken.
Thinking he used to be the handso and extraordinary Young Master of the Murong Family, captivating countless half-sisters, and now after two years of neglect, he could only compare his looks to a panda.
In the end, Duan Yun still spared him.
Due to his looks, although not as good as Panda Dabai, were still slightly better than a grey donkey.
"Little Grey, co here."
In the backyard, Little Grey was eating grass when Duan Yun couldn’t help but call out.
Hearing Duan Yun calling it, Little Grey ran over innocently, even seeming happy.
Duan Yun struck out with his hand, and the onlooking Murong and two others couldn’t help but squint their eyes.
It’s doable to kill without blinking an eye, but seeing Little Grey’s innocent expression was indeed a bit cruel.
Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying even thought it would be better to switch Murong with Little Grey.
Duan Yun’s sword finger paused on Little Grey, not thrusting down.
He suddenly turned around and said, "I think we need to catch a couple of Evil Demons."
Murong said, "Right, there are Martial World people all over Yushi Town, definitely no shortage of Evil Demons. Catch a couple, injure them, heal them, and thoroughly experint, surely good results will co!"
Just then, Duan Yun said, "I just thought of soone."
"Who?"
"Old Guo."
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