NOVPUBChapter 755: Chapter 424: Could it be my fault?_2
Chapter 755 -424: Could it be my fault?_2
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Seeing the announcement that came out, the players looked at the posts about the one afflicted by bad luck, and their mood immediately changed.
[Impressive, you actually found the easter egg.]
[The luck component of this easter egg is so huge, it’s actually about a random NPC appearance, and then capturing it. Unlucky one, your luck isn’t too bad.]
Unlucky one:[Yeah, I got a whole street for nothing, I even find it a bit unbelievable. Although I’m still a bit annoyed about outsiders entering my school, but for the sake of money, I’ll bear with it.]
[It’s really all luck.]
The players discussed fervently, while Qingyun, Changfeng, and Mingguang were left in confusion.
The words of the Xiayun Heavenly Lord were not to be ignored, but the situation here was indeed strange.
Under the command of Xiayun Heavenly Lord, they stopped shaping spells with hand seals and landed in this pink school, integrating into it as outsiders.
When the three Cultivators suddenly appeared, the female students were initially shocked, but after realizing that the newcomers had no intention of attacking them, they ignored them and continued to sing the praises of their campus life.
After walking around the massive academy, Taoist Priest Qingyun said to his two disciples, “Since the Xiayun Heavenly Lord wants us to understand more about this place, let’s just do that. According to Xiayun Heavenly Lord’s requirement, we must not use spells recklessly and must abide by the rules here. We cannot act willfully, and should refrain from killing indiscriminately. Although this place is a prison, we also need to follow the law. Do you understand?”
“Of course.” Changfeng and Mingguang immediately replied.
“Good, since we cannot use spells, there’s no point in us moving together. Therefore, we’ll split up and share our insights every ten days. Xiayun Heavenly Lord says there are special secrets here, so we’ll comprehend them separately.”
“We’ll obey your command, Master.”
Having given their orders, the three parted ways, each seeking to uncover the situation here in their own manner.
Although Qingyun had already visited once before, observing the place from an objective perspective and with a changed mindset still shocked him deeply.
The rest of the Heaven-Opening Blocks were under their control, yet in every place, Demonic Skills were rampant, and the Demon Lord’s Cultivation Techniques scattered about; one might literally stumble upon a tome by digging in the dirt.
The characteristic of Demonic Skills is that they are easy to pick up and inexpensive to use, with some even not requiring any resources — merely thinking about something, the Cultivation Technique would automatically assume you had it.
However, these techniques ultimately served to make a bridal garment for the Demon Lord, leaving them no choice but to send everyone who had cultivated Demonic Skills to this place, to let them fend for themselves.
Constantly occupied with this job, Qingyun had been busy clearing those of the demonic path since he began cultivating and had no time for leisure.
Therefore, when he discovered that the Demons here could actually live so comfortably, his Taoist Heart nearly shattered.
Why?!
Why am I busy to death every day trying to eliminate Demons, while you can live so freely here?!
Furious, Qingyun felt utterly wronged, but after having the specially made delicacies here and drinking the fresh, clear homemade brew, he felt like he couldn’t hate the people here anymore.
No way, whoever can brew this kind of drink must not be a bad person.
Even Cultivators have their preferences, and when all other preferences are extinguished, this one becomes all the more prominent.
Without even this last preference, one would no longer be human but akin to some existence resembling the Great Dao.
This indulgence is the bond that maintains the “human” state of mind of a Cultivator, a thing they can never completely eradicate.
Changfeng loves beautiful things, Mingguang loves delicacies, and Qingyun fancies a good drink.
And in the school of the one afflicted by bad luck, there was a special class for wine tasting.
Although its stated purpose was to learn about wine tasting, the place was essentially a bar where students could enjoy a twenty-four-hour all-you-can-drink experience as long as they paid. After drinking to their heart’s content, they simply had to jot down some thoughts.
There were professional mixologists here, and their own brewed fine wines, a blend of various Western and Eastern wines that delighted Qingyun immensely.
Jimo old wine, Shaoxing rice wine, top quality Daughter Red, sparkling wines he had never tried, and vibrant red wines like blood…
Paying with his Spiritual Energy as currency, Qingyun laid down on the bar and drank deeply, forgetting his purpose entirely.
After sobering up, he found himself lying on the bar counter, covered with a coat that faintly emitted the fresh scent of apple wine.
A night of indulgence left him with a splitting headache, but a surge of Mana cleared the haze from his mind.
Looking at the current time, he was startled.
He had been drinking for ten days!
He immediately left the bar and went to the meeting place he had arranged with his disciple, then heaved a sigh of relief.
The two disciples hadn’t arrived yet.
After quietly waiting by the roadside for a while, Qingyun dispersed all the alcohol from his body and made sure everything was in order, then he heard steady footsteps approaching.
“Mingguang, you’re here… who are you?”
The Mingguang before him had clearly put on quite a bit of weight, stumbling as he walked and holding a roast chicken in his hand.
Mingguang tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Qingyun, chewing on the meat as he said, “Master, try this, it’s really delicious.”
Frowning, Qingyun was about to scold him when he was tempted by the aroma of the roast chicken, then took a bite and couldn’t help saying, “Not bad, it would taste great with some beer. Where’s your senior brother Changfeng?”
“Senior brother just sent me a message, saying he won’t be coming. He’s now on good terms with several female demons; he’s at a critical moment and can’t get away. Please excuse him, Master.”
“Ridiculous!”
With an angry shout, Taoist Priest Qingyun felt that his disciple was going too far!
Changfeng, oh Changfeng, you have let me down!
I know you like beautiful things, but now you’re indulging in femininity, and even with female demons, it’s a disgrace to the righteous path.
Today, I shall clean house!
With that, he picked up Mingguang and said to the almost spherical Mingguang, “Let’s go, take me to your senior brother.”
“But… senior brother is really busy.”
“Move! Don’t make me clean up you as well.”
Seeing Qingyun genuinely angry, Mingguang knew there was no use arguing and could only lead Qingyun toward Changfeng’s location.
The closer they got to the other party’s location, the more alarmed Qingyun became.
The female demons here were flamboyantly dressed, appearing enticing and limitless in charm; even with their powers restrained, they were ravishing, irresistibly garnering goodwill.
Not to mention some of the female demons practiced problematic Demonic Skills, growing cat ears and fox tails, looking seductive to the point of being unbearable to look at directly.
“This is corrupting morals!” Qingyun gritted his teeth and said.
“Master, I think it’s quite alright,” Mingguang remarked.
“Shut your mouth!”
Dashing with Mingguang, Qingyun rushed all the way to the front of a theater.
Upon learning that Changfeng was inside a room with a few female demons, Qingyun, unable to contain his anger, slashed the door open with his sword and roared inside, “Changfeng, come out!”
Hearing this voice, Changfeng was stunned.
The female students surrounding him were stunned.
The audience in the theater was stunned as well.
The eyes of a thousand individuals were fixed on Qingyun and Mingguang at the entrance; even the actors on stage almost forgot their lines, but with Changfeng’s continual reminders, they managed to recall their lines and keep the play going.
Although there was this minor interruption, the stage play nonetheless concluded successfully, and the actresses on stage were not affected, finishing everything smoothly in the end.
Watching anxiously until the end and realizing that all had ended well, Changfeng finally relaxed.
Without stopping to celebrate with the others, Changfeng immediately sought out Qingyun and said with a lamenting face, “Master, you nearly killed me.”
“What are you doing exactly?” asked Qingyun, puzzled.
“Helping with a play rehearsal. Don’t you think that women who bloom on stage appear especially beautiful?”
Looking at the sincere face of Changfeng, Qingyun felt as if he was seeing his disciple for the first time and began to reflect on himself.
Could it be…
It’s actually I who am indecent?
