Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1100 - 570: Ladies, Why Are Both of Your Heads Glowing Green? (Part 2)

Duan Yun said, "Then this two-hundred-year-old is for you!"

Murong brothers hurriedly said, "So old! I want a younger one."

"An old person at home is like a treasure, you understand? This old one still looks so young, you've really struck it rich, just keep it well," Duan Yun said.

As for how to treat these nuns, Duan Yun actually had a similar idea of incorporating them for his own use.

These nuns had lived deep in the mountains for a long time, rarely venturing outside. Even if they had malicious intentions, they hadn't acted on them. A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. Since they hadn't done anything, it wouldn't be right to directly brand them as Evil Demons.

And with the experience of having the Red House Girl deal with the Great Love Sect, this method of properly training and transforming them to uphold justice was really good and worth promoting.

However, at this moment, Ziyu asked, "Then how did these pilgrims come here? Was it your doing?"

The nuns were suddenly scared out of their wits.

The two-hundred-year-old one hurriedly explained, "Those pilgrims have existed since ancient times. They all say they came because they heard the call of the King Yan. We were also unaware."

Duan Yun frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure! Truly, truly, Hero!"

Judging by the looks of these nuns, they indeed didn't seem to be lying.

In front of Duan Yun, they really didn't dare to lie either.

Because those who lied before had their heads grabbed by Duan Yun, and everything became crystal clear.

They had long realized that this Old Demon could see into people's memories, so they didn't dare to take such a risk again.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yun and others couldn't help but look towards the mountain behind them and wondered, "Could there really be a King Yan on the mountain?"

Maybe what Hong Yu said wasn't just madness. Perhaps during her cultivation, she indeed saw the "King Yan" and got inspired to master the martial art of "King Yan Riding the Corpse."

Looking at the sculpture of King Yan Riding the Corpse, Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Then when was this sculpture made?"

"Before the Snow Temple was built," the nun replied. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

At this point, it was even harder to determine if the King Yan really existed.

But that wasn't important anymore. What mattered was that there truly was a technique for immortality here. Although it wasn't a perfect method, it could significantly slow down aging, enough to drive people crazy, and it really had something to do with the moon.

According to what the Bottle Fairy said, this place had fallen from the moon and was part of the Moon Palace.

Suddenly, this world seemed much more profound.

Duan Yun and others speculated that the reason Hong Yu was able to find this place was that she also had a similar map?

Had someone seen a similar treasure map from the moon and thus discovered this part of the "Moon Palace"?

If the treasure map Ning Qing saw was the moon communicating that a part of the "moon" existed in this world, then what did the eyes, hair, and Nine Dragon Coffin they saw mean?

This time, the Bottle Fairy was unconscious for a long time. It seemed like leaving the range of that Snow Mountain, she remained in a coma.

When she mentioned there was something on the Moon Palace, it felt like she was engulfed by immense fear, as if she was about to go insane from fright.

Duan Yun and his group didn't take all the nuns from the Snow Temple, only half of them. The remaining people were personally taught the "Jade Sword True Understanding" and the "Sixteen Strange Fists." Their task was to guard the secret deep within Snow Mountain and send word to Yuzhu Manor at the first sign of anything unusual.

Duan Yun felt that the legendary King Yan and this Moon Palace were not of the same path, and he didn't know why Hong Yu claimed there was a King Yan in the mountains and even learned the "King Yan Riding the Corpse" technique.

She was both the Snow Temple Master and the Immortal Lady, as well as the Riding Corpse King Yan, which was simply insane.

Facing Duan Yun's directives, these nuns dared not disobey. If they had previously revered the female King Yan Hong Yu as a deity, now they revered Duan Yun as one.

Moreover, they had always lived in seclusion here. Many weren't accustomed to the fighting and killing in the Martial World, which suited them perfectly.

In any case, this matter was considered temporarily resolved.

Duan Yun's group, dragging their somewhat weary bodies, began their journey back.

Though physically exhausted, some still bearing injuries, their spirits were relaxed.

Duan Yun arrived quickly, but the return journey was slow.

He thoroughly enjoyed the relaxed feeling after a major battle.

Swaying and leisurely, it took them eight days to return to Yuzhu Manor.

Upon returning to the manor, the entire group laid flat in relaxation.

They hadn't been away long, just about half a month, yet they all felt fatigued.

To the Murong brothers, Ning Qing, and Ziyu, it was like experiencing a bizarre dream.

No one would've expected that behind such a snow-capped peak lay an almost identical Youngest Sister Peak, with such a place within.

This experience was particularly novel for Ning Qing and Ziyu, undoubtedly sparking Ziyu's inspiration, who spent the days lying down writing.

The Murong brothers felt the bizarreness of this experience could probably only be matched by their trip to Netherworld Yellow Springs to find the Ghost Mother family with Duan Yun.

However, this time the Murong brothers were similarly proud. Last time, they could be said to have followed Duan Yun causing chaos, but this time Murong Young Hero single-handedly opened the situation, and Old Demon Duan merely wrapped things up.

This solo expedition's setback was never a concern for the Murong brothers, who preferred to explain everything from another perspective.

In the end, they were just confident.

Throughout history, the most elite masters never lost one thing, and that was confidence.