Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1062 - 551: Force Out Old Demon Duan’s Trump Card—You Get Half the Credit! (Part 2)

After the last elder entered the room, Vice Sect Leader Shen Jia had already arrived at the door of the secret chamber.

He then turned around, facing the door with his backside.

Looking at the faint purple hue visible even through his pants, the elders were on high alert.

"Push! Seven taels of purple poison, push!"

With Shen Jia's shout, there was a bang, and his pants exploded, instantly releasing a purple fart force.

As soon as this fart came out, two weaker elders were thrown against the wall by the Qi Force.

But all this was just the appetizer; Vice Sect Leader Shen Jia's most terrifying attribute was his poison.

With a bang, the door of the secret chamber was completely shut.

Seven taels of purple poison mixed with the fart force filled the entire chamber.

The elders need to last inside for two incense sticks' time, and be able to release five consecutive kidney farts after coming out, to pass the trial.

So far, only Elder Wang passed the trial, which is why he was able to expand in Shunfeng City.

Unfortunately, they did not yet know that Elder Wang, who came out from here, could only expand in the Underworld now.

Before even one incense stick's time was up, a knock sounded from the secret chamber's door.

Shen Jia looked displeased, opened the door a crack, only to see two faces there.

"Master Shen, my wife... my wife can't take it anymore."

Shen Jia said seriously, "Just let the Madam Elder out then."

The next moment, a woman's figure stumbled out of the door.

She was a woman with long black hair, styled in a bun, dressed like many young married women.

This woman, known as "Madam Elder", was actually the eighth elder in the sect, ranking last among the elders.

She was also married to the Sixth Elder, Zhao Lv.

Now, Madam Elder lay there, her face terribly purple, looking as if she only had one breath left.

Shen Jia looked at her and suddenly grabbed the piece of clothing on her back.

Behind that piece of clothing was the strap of the eighth elder Wu Jingjing's undergarment.

As Shen Jia pulled and snapped the strap, a slapping sound resounded in the air.

"Wow!"

The eighth elder Wu Jingjing, who seemed like she had half a breath left, began to vomit violently until she retched all over. Only after did she gasp deeply, like a drowning person finally surfacing, desperately craving fresh air.

Shen Jia shook his head and said, "Madam, your tolerance to the poison is still too low."

The eighth elder Wu Jingjing had tears in her eyes, saying, "Master Shen, I really don't know what to do, I beg you, I don't want to train anymore."

Wu Jingjing felt that if she continued training like this, she would probably be poisoned to death here.

"Madam, as an elder, this is somewhat giving up on yourself." Shen Jia sighed.

"I am a woman; it is understandable," Wu Jingjing retched.

Wu Jingjing joined the Great Love Sect midway; her previous sect, "Luohongxia Sect," was a genuine all-female sect.

Everyone there, from servants to cooks, were all females.

And the goal of Luohongxia Sect was to "let all women be superior in the Martial Arts!"

Unfortunately, last winter, the sect's high-level officials gathered for a hotpot meal, and one elder had poor eyesight and threw the Fire Thunder, intended to blow up mountains, into the fire instead of firewood, resulting in the sect master along with the high-level officials being blown sky high.

Since then, Luohongxia Sect became a laughing stock in the Martial World, quickly scattering like monkeys falling from trees.

At that time, Wu Jingjing met the Sixth Elder Zhao Lv. Through her own efforts and great love, she killed her own parents and became the eighth elder.

After becoming an elder, the couple lived a good life for some time, and who would have thought they'd encounter this "calamity."

She really couldn't handle it.

Shen Jia's gas was not only poisoning but also foul-smelling enough to make her roll her eyes and suffocate at the smell.

At this moment, a burst of urgent knocking sounded again.

Shen Jia glanced at the second incense stick in the courtyard, knowing the time was almost up, and opened the chamber door.

As soon as the door opened, six elders rushed out, all looking purple-faced.

Those with deeper inner strength barely held back their vomiting, while those with less power were already vomiting violently.

Shen Jia nodded approvingly and said, "Begin."

Then, the six elders each stuck up their butts, starting to release six consecutive kidney farts.

Soon enough, a series of bangs sounded, perhaps from inhaling too much; the elders' farts also carried a hint of purple. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

But these six kidney farts didn't hold up for long.

Apart from the Third Elder, who released five consecutive kidney farts, the other elders couldn't last beyond halfway.

Shen Jia's purple poison not only carried potent toxicity but also disrupted the flow of inner strength in the body, leaving one powerless to continue.

Seeing this, Shen Jia wasn't angry but rather showed a hint of satisfaction, saying, "Seven taels of purple poison, for you to make it this far is already quite an improvement."

"I'm confident, at most three days, come a few more times, and it will definitely be achieved."

Hearing the words "come a few more times," the elders all displayed expressions of near hopelessness.

Each practice session was no less than a trip to hell.

It was too difficult!

Far too difficult!

In the past, they thought wading through the cesspool was particularly disgusting.

Now, if they could reduce a few secret chamber sessions, they would willingly dive into the cesspool instead.

At this moment, Shen Jia couldn't help but look back at the eighth elder Wu Jingjing again and said, "Madam Elder, look at everyone making rapid progress. If you continue like this, you might end up needing one-on-one guidance from me."

Hearing this, the Sixth Elder Zhao Lv's already purple face turned slightly green.

He was about to plead for his wife when Shen Jia added, "Madam Elder, this is no longer an all-female sect. Our Great Love Sect seeks great love and fairness."

"Fairness! Fairness! Damn it, fairness! You must not slack off."

Saying that, he wore a well-meaning expression.

The eighth elder Wu Jingjing, with tears in her eyes, met her husband Zhao Lv's gaze, her eyes suddenly becoming determined, saying, "I am willing to accept the sect leader's guidance in all matters."

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Shen Jia exclaimed 'good' three times, just about to add something when suddenly....

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

The same three words came from the corridor at the front of the courtyard.

This voice wasn't particularly loud, yet it fell clearly into everyone's ears, feeling as if the person was speaking right beside them.

This indicated a profound level of inner strength.

"Who!" The Second Elder turned, his expression serious.

They were essentially the pillars of the Great Love Sect, and for someone to approach unnoticed demonstrated exceptional strength.

At this moment, the shadows in the corridor shifted, revealing a figure dressed in gray.

The gray-clad person wore a wide-brimmed hat, resembling a ranger who had roamed the Martial World for over a decade.

This attire was once so popular that out of ten rangers, at least eight dressed this way.

But later, because too many people dressed like that, it became seen as uncouth, and thus the style faded.

At this moment, seeing someone in such attire gave everyone a sense of returning to over a decade ago.

The newcomer removed his hat, revealing his handsome face, and calmly said, "Yuzhu Manor, Duan Yun."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Great Love Sect couldn't help but be shocked.

"Duan, Old Demon Duan!"

This statement came from the Third Elder.

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

For it was apparent that the newcomer's expression had hardened, glaring fiercely at him.

It was well-known that Old Demon Duan was petty!

Even if they could win, he would likely suffer later because of this.

Without hesitation, the Third Elder shouted, "Against such an Evil Demon, there's no need to speak of martial virtue, everyone charge together!"

With this shout, he suddenly found the area on both sides was empty.

For almost simultaneously, everyone beside him retreated a step, leaving him alone to face the newcomer.

"Third Elder, reveal his trump card, and you'll have half the credit for success!"

Behind him, Vice Sect Leader Shen Jia had already given the order.

The Third Elder looked bewildered towards the back, asking in confusion, "Me?"

"Old Demon Duan?"