Listening to how he could eat, sleep, and even bathe and visit the latrine with the won, Murong, whose eyes had been dull earlier, suddenly surged with motivation.
To save Ning Qing and Ziyu, and to carry out acts of chivalry, such sacrifices were worthwhile!
Shen Ying continued to analyze the problems Duan Yun might encounter and said, "You ntioned that after Leaving the Gathering Talent Manor, your electricity wasn’t enough."
The forbidden grounds of Mingyu Palace in the martial arts world, surely a place fraught with dangers, not a straightforward spot like the Gathering Talent Manor.
Duan Yun confidently responded, "Even without the Electromagnetic Sword Field, I can still take down the Mad Woman."
"Moreover, our first priority is to rescue them."
Seeing the confident Duan Yun, the group had grown accustod to it.
Or rather, beco numb to it.
Now they were just waiting for Feng Ling’er to make the Human Skin Masks.
Still the familiar sesa oil and still kneading the human skin like dough.
But this ti, Feng Ling’er needed to be more careful and precise.
Especially since Duan Yun and Murong were disguising as won this ti, not just molding based on a man’s facial structure as before.
Especially for Murong, not only did he need to look like a woman, but a pretty one at that, which was quite a challenge.
No way around it, as it’s said that Mingyu Palace doesn’t accept ugly won, she had to put extra effort into this.
Only by dawn did Feng Ling’er manage to complete the two Human Skin Masks.
These masks indeed took much of her energy, leaving her looking a bit tired.
But the results were quite good.
When Duan Yun and Murong stepped out wearing skirts, Feng Ling’er and Shen Ying stared at Duan Yun for a long while.
It has to be said, a good base makes even cross-dressing look good, and the current Duan Yun, also known by others as the fearso Old Demon Duan, now looked like a stunning and tall young lady.
While Murong, although barely passable as pretty, had a sowhat rustic air.
Yet he was quite pleased with himself, wiggling his hips and asking, "Do I look beautiful?"
If not for fearing that his Human Skin Mask would fly off, Duan Yun would have slapped him again.
This guy is becoming more unhinged and flirtatious, fashioning himself as so allure-filled tart when disguised as a woman.
But by this ti, they had completed all their preparation tasks.
So, they set off!
Since the last big fight at the Gathering Talent Manor, the people of Yuzhu Villa had enjoyed so peaceful tis.
But this incident made Duan Yun profoundly aware of the madness and dangers of the world.
After the bloody battle at Gathering Talent Manor and killing the Mad Woman of Yellow Tower, the confidence of both he and Murong had significantly boosted.
Especially after the storyteller tried to bring disaster upon them, but ended up being publicly contradicted by the sects, their confidence was even stronger.
This gave an illusion that they, the heroes of Yuzhu, had so sway in Martial World.
Everyone had to respect them.
He and Murong thought Mingyu Palace would show them so respect, but unfortunately, it turned out otherwise...
This absurd and sordid world, filled with too many blind evil forces.
It could only be said that the revolution is not yet a success, the Young Heroes must strive harder!
Though Duan Yun was annoyed, he remained calm at heart.
His extraordinary wisdom told him, the primary mission this ti was to rescue others; they had to properly go undercover.
I understand, if Ning Qing performs a sacrifice to heaven, Murong might well break down.
Murong is his friend, a confidant, and a life-risking companion, also sharing a heart full of righteousness.
Being a young hero ans honoring loyalty.
His sense of loyalty told him, Murong must not go mad or break down.
So, the real action could only start after finding Ning Qing and Ziyu!
In the carriage, Murong looked at Duan, a bit uneasily asking, "Duan, we’ll arrive in two days, didn’t you say you’d use your extraordinary wisdom to deduce Cang’s cultivation technique?"
While saying that, he glanced at the pants under his powdered skirt.
Duan Yun sat there, saying, "Don’t feel like deducing anymore, let’s leave it at this, neither my wisdom nor I want to deal with that."
Yes, cross-dressing was his limit; he’s not a freak like Murong, who once wanted to beco a woman.
They just need to be careful with their skills; they likely won’t be discovered.
"I should be more cautious."
Saying that, Murong raised his pinky in a mockingly feminine gesture.
...
Tea fields, the fresh green of early spring tea fields with the mountain mists, resembled an ancient and vibrant scroll painting, imparting a sense of thriving life.
Following the tea fields up the mountain, one could vaguely see the white walls and black tiles.
There lay Tianliang Town.
The second day of the second month, the day of the dragon raising its head.
Today wasn’t the day for picking spring tea, but Tianliang Town’s largest Qingfeng Tea Garden was bustling with people.
Tianliang Town’s spring tea was famous, a tribute to the royal palace.
However, the finest tea leaves were not tribute, as they were reserved for Mingyu Palace.
Here, the status of Mingyu Palace was higher than the emperor’s, much higher.
Since Qingfeng Tea Garden was a property of Mingyu Palace, naturally those who ca here were hopefuls to be selected by Mingyu Palace.
Duan Yun and Murong were among them.
Mingyu Palace was mysterious and strict, but this was just the selection process for servants; as long as the money was right, one could blend in.
At a glance, hundreds of won stood in a line, dressed in colorful attire, looking like a lineup for the emperor’s selection of concubines.
Duan Yun never thought he’d end up being one of those selected for the harem, but at this mont, he had to stand there obediently.
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