Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 944 - 495: Desecration of the Fairy

The palace stood there, like a mountain, neither too far nor too near.

Duan Yun had already been in Fusang for a while and had come into contact with many Fusang customs and killed many Fusang people. He had some understanding of Fusang.

And his basic impression of Fusang architecture was stinginess.

Whether it was Fengwu City when he first landed on the island, or Biqi City, considered a prosperous city in Fusang, they both gave a cramped and stingy feeling.

Or rather, like larger villages.

This was quite similar to the situation of Martial Arts in Fusang, where the battles between Martial Artists and Ninjas of two villages in Fusang could be called war.

For instance, when Duan Yun first started out, he killed a demon monk from Dusk Temple, causing nearly all members of two gangs to slaughter each other to death. The number of casualties could indeed be considered a famous battle here.

But this moment, the palace before him gave him a completely different feeling.

It could even be said to be the opposite.

The palace stood there, half brown, half snow white, exuding a majestic aura.

Duan Yun could be sure that even buildings of the same height and size would not have the presence of the building before him.

Ziyu, who was skilled in construction, had once said that top-grade houses and top-grade women are both alive.

And this palace before them was exactly like this.

Thus, the two were almost certain that this was the Source Palace they were looking for.

In an unexpected twist, they were bumped by Sakura Dragon, who was to be slaughtered with his entire family, and ran into their destination.

For a moment, the two weren't sure if this was good luck or bad luck.

In fact, the Source Palace that Duan Yun and Ziyu saw was quite different from what Jue Qing saw.

It was all due to the angle of view.

Jue Qing saw the back of the palace, whereas Duan Yun and Ziyu saw the front.

There was a lake at the front of the palace.

The water wasn't deep, and along with the cherry blossom trees, it mirrored the beauty of flowers growing within, like a mirror.

All around was very quiet, so quiet even the sound of insects was absent.

And in such an environment, especially facing such a grand palace, it was easy to feel a sense of inferiority.

That is, this place shouldn't be easily accessible by humans or ordinary life forms.

This kind of place should belong to Immortal Gods. Just breathing the air here is an act of desecration.

Yet the two did not stop their steps.

Because they liked desecration.

Especially for Duan Yun, desecrating Immortals and Fairies was a common practice.

The group of heroes of Yuzhu had been around for so long, they had invaded many dangerous places, seen many demons and monsters, and desecrated many Immortals—who cares about your territory.

In a moment, Duan Yun and Ziyu felt like they were in an uninhabited realm.

Or rather, there wasn't anyone else here to begin with.

The palace doors were wide open, silent.

Duan Yun and Ziyu walked inside, having a sense of entering not a palace, but a deep mountain hiding countless unknowns.

After entering the first floor, the entire palace remained devoid of any sound and empty.

There were screens, tables, chairs, and even a huge bonsai, but it was hard to find signs of human habitation.

If people lived here continuously, then they could only be floating, not touching the ground.

The room was very new, strangely so.

Imagine a palace existing within this valley built many years ago, subject to wind and sun daily, with the moisture from the lakes outside. Even with proper maintenance, it should show signs of age, somewhat dilapidated.

But it didn't.

Thinking about such a palace existing for so many years, yet feeling so new, Duan Yun and Ziyu felt a sense of discomfort.

The two climbed up four floors in succession, each floor vast and high-ceilinged, with exquisite and elegant arrangements.

Every floor of such a building outside would be a genuine large mansion.

The structure of each floor was different, yet for some reason, Duan Yun and Ziyu both felt that the building might be endless, that they would never reach the top no matter how much they went up.

Swish...

At this moment, the two suddenly heard a slight sound of water.

This water sound was small, at most a few fine droplets of water falling to the ground, but Duan Yun and Ziyu heard it.

Not just because of their outstanding hearing but because the place was terrifyingly quiet, any tiny sound was amplified.

Since coming in until now, Ziyu had been puzzled that not only were there no insect sounds but not even a breeze.

Some places can isolate insects, but could this valley also isolate the wind?

Duan Yun wasn't too surprised because the magnetic field here was strange, and the magnetic field isolating wind was quite scientific.

After all, when in doubt, use magnetic field mechanics.

The two finally heard a bit of noise and naturally moved towards the sound of water.

Unlike the floor below, this floor had several screens.

The embroidery on these screens was very delicate, rhythmic, with occasional ink characters in Jiu Zhou script.

Duan Yun seriously suspected that this was stolen by Fusang people from Jiu Zhou.

Those damned thieves.

At this moment, the small water sound was very near to them.

Duan Yun's eyes momentarily stared.

Because behind the screen ahead, several women were bathing.

These women were vaguely bathing there, not to mention the paintings on the screens in front were somewhat unseemly.