Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

The Purple-Clad Dragon King and her infatuated daughter, Feng Ling'er, settled down in Jade Pearl Villa.

They resided in the west side, the most dilapidated part of Jade Pearl Villa, the very side that even Duan Yun and Shen Ying disdained.

These two, mother and daughter, who insisted on red carpets and flower petals even for a simple palanquin ride, actually took up residence in such a wretched room.

In the dark of night, the west side of Jade Pearl Villa remained quiet, not much different from usual.

But the thought of so many beauties there, one of whom was a patient, made Duan Yun restless.

Feng Ling'er, the Murong brothers' sister, was specifically designated as a patient by them.

The west side wasn't far from his cellar.

Unfortunately, even Duan Yun, known for his boldness, couldn't bring himself to make a move on the daughter in front of her mother.

Besides, the mother of this lovesick girl was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Seeing Duan Yun constantly glancing in that direction, Shen Ying's temper flared, and she couldn't help but retort, "Stop looking, your eyes will fall out if you keep staring."

Duan Yun thoughtfully pondered, "I wonder what kind of person the Purple-Clad Dragon King is, does she like playing in the water?"

Shen Ying looked at Duan Yun with a disgusted expression, saying, "Her daughter is so old, why are you so concerned?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a pervert, disgusting!"

With that, she left!

Duan Yun stood there, utterly bewildered, "I'm a newbie, I don't know about this senior's past, I'm just asking."

"Why don't you ask someone else then? Disgusting!"

With a bang, the doors and windows were slammed shut.

Duan Yun stood there, blinking his eyes.

Folks, who understands this, being called disgusting by a woman in the middle of the night.

Duan Yun woke up in the morning to a rich aroma.

Opening his eyes, his first thought was tomato braised beef brisket, it smelled especially fragrant.

That Shen Ying is really going all out, making such a good breakfast.

But when he eagerly got up, he found only stir-fried greens, tofu, and a plate of pickled vegetables; the aroma was coming from the west side.

Without even thinking, he knew the fragrance was from Feng Ling'er's side.

Shen Ying looked at him and asked, "Do you really want to go over there?"

Duan Yun quickly picked up his rice porridge and started eating, saying, "As if I want to go."

Just then, a delicate fragrance wafted in from the doorway.

The jade-footed flower maiden from the previous night appeared at the door, respectfully saying, "Madam said that her presence here is disturbing the two of you, and invites you to dine with her."

Duan Yun excitedly stood up, but after seeing Shen Ying's dark face, he sat back down.

He then said, "We are already eating, please tell Madam that there's no need to trouble herself."

The jade-footed flower maiden was about to leave, but Shen Ying stood up instead, saying, "Please tell Madam that we will freshen up and be over shortly."

"Yes, ma'am."

The jade flower maiden stood aside, waiting respectfully.

Duan Yun looked at Shen Ying, wearing an expression of incomprehension.

This woman's thoughts are truly...

Shen Ying glared at him, saying, "What are you looking at? Only a fool would refuse good food. Besides, if we don't go, someone will probably be itching to go anyway."

Duan Yun quickly got up and tidied himself up.

After they were ready, the two followed the flower maiden towards the west courtyard.

Before they even arrived, the subtle fragrance of gardenias wafted through the air.

Knowing that it was almost early winter, the spring flowers had long turned to mud, and the winter plum blossoms were not yet in sight, it was rare to smell such a fragrance.

Especially the springtime scent of gardenias.

But when Duan Yun and Shen Ying arrived at the previously most dilapidated west courtyard, they were stunned.

Duan Yun even stepped back to take another look, confirming that the wall was indeed the same as before.

The current west courtyard was not only filled with blooming gardenias, emitting a refreshing fragrance, but the rooms of the entire west courtyard had also become unfamiliar.

Completely unfamiliar.

The dilapidated walls had become smooth and clean, the floor tiles seemed to have been polished, emitting a jade-like luster, and the doors and windows, previously full of holes, had been completely renovated, some even inlaid with gold and jade.

Palace lanterns stood on the ground, and flower branches swayed in the wind. Duan Yun and Shen Ying felt as if they had entered a dream.

If someone said this was a palace after just one night, they would believe it.

Before, Duan Yun thought that these two women seemed to have high standards and were a bit fastidious, so how could they get used to living in such a dilapidated house? Who would have thought that they were the only ones who had to get used to living in a dilapidated house.

Inside the house, a lady in purple and Feng Ling'er in a floral dress were sitting there, the whole room was bright and cheerful like springtime.

"Please come in, you two," the Purple-Clad Dragon King said.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying went in.

Seven dishes and a soup were laid out on the table, the main dish in the center being the tomato braised beef brisket that Duan Yun had smelled earlier.

Seeing this dish, Duan Yun unceremoniously sat down.

Feng Ling'er sat opposite him, a look of displeasure on her face.

No one likes to have their butt pierced, especially a proud woman like her.

This time, she came with her mother mainly to settle accounts with the Murong brothers, but she also couldn't forget Duan Yun's sword strike.

It's a pity that her mother didn't teach him a lesson, and she was a little afraid to take revenge herself.

Just like when she first met this guy, she casually used a technique to torment him, thinking he was just a tool to make the Murong brothers suffer, but who would have thought that in the end, her butt would be pierced, and she would be the one suffering.

Especially during the time her butt was pierced, her hatred for Duan Yun even surpassed that of the Murong brothers.

Duan Yun didn't care about her because his eyes were only on the beef.

There were only four people at the huge dining table, and Duan Yun was truly impolite; he ate half of that tomato braised beef brisket.

He had to admit that this dish was cooked to perfection; the beef brisket was braised just right, the soft beef contained chewy tendons, mixed with the rich tomato juice, creating a burst of flavor.

The other dishes were naturally exquisite as well.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King kept smiling at him as he ate, looking like she was in a good mood.

After finishing the meal, Duan Yun and Shen Ying left.

Shen Ying wanted to complain about his lack of sophistication, but thinking about it, this guy really hadn't seen much of the world, and she usually didn't cook beef for him, so she couldn't complain.

After Duan Yun and Shen Ying left, only the Purple-Clad Dragon King and Feng Ling'er remained in the house.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's red lips slightly parted, and she asked, "Ling'er, what do you think of him?"

"What do I think of who?" Feng Ling'er asked, puzzled.

"Of course, the person you've been glaring at all morning," the Purple-Clad Dragon King said slowly.

"Him! Detestable! Shameless! He actually had the nerve to come and eat!"

As she spoke, Feng Ling'er's towering chest rose and fell, indicating that she was very angry.

If this guy didn't have a somewhat pleasing appearance, which lessened her anger, she probably would have smashed a bowl of rice on the head of this villain who injured her butt!

She really couldn't understand why her mother had invited this guy to eat, and she couldn't understand how this guy actually had the nerve to come and eat.

This kind of thing was ridiculous to think about. A strange man pierced your butt, you and your mother met him, and your mother not only didn't punish him but invited him to eat, and he actually came and ate. Something about this just felt wrong.

At this moment, the Purple-Clad Dragon King said, "How do you think he compares to the Murong brothers?"

"Equally shameless, detestable! Even more detestable, no one specifically targets a woman's butt!" Feng Ling'er said without hesitation.

But then, the Purple-Clad Dragon King smiled slightly and said, "Very good."

The Purple-Clad Dragon King and Feng Ling'er stayed in Jade Pearl Villa, but apart from that breakfast, there were no more interactions.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King brought many servants and never appeared in front of Duan Yun and Shen Ying again.

In fact, both sides were waiting for someone.

Waiting for a key person.

The Murong brothers.

Shen Ying couldn't help but complain, "If the Murong brothers knew you said you weren't familiar with them, they would definitely jump up and hit you."

Duan Yun said, "These are just expedient measures; who told his sister and stepmother to be so difficult to deal with."

At night, Duan Yun finished absorbing the moonlight in the courtyard and was about to go back to sleep, but he discovered some colorful lights over by the burial hill.

He couldn't help but wonder, "What is that?"

Shen Ying came over after brushing her teeth, and after seeing this scene, she said, "It feels like the light of jewelry."

"Jewelry?"

"Let's go, let's go take a look!"

Duan Yun rushed towards that place without stopping.

Before, he, Shen Ying, and the Murong brothers had joked that so many people were buried here, the feng shui must be particularly good, maybe there was a big tomb underneath, hiding countless jewels.

At the time, Shen Ying and the Murong brothers thought he was obsessed with money, but now it seemed like there might really be something!

Shen Ying used her movement technique, following behind, only feeling ridiculous.

This burial hill was like a mass grave, burying ordinary people with no money or power, some even without a coffin, how could there be jewelry?

Above the burial hill, the two figures were very fast, floating through the black bamboo, and quickly approached the place.

Afterward, Shen Ying saw a scene even more ridiculous than the appearance of jewelry.

A series of glass lamps were arranged in a circle, emitting colorful light.

And in the very center of the colorful light, the Purple-Clad Dragon King, that is, Feng Ling'er's mother, was dancing on the grave mounds.

Beside the glass lamps, the two barbarian female musicians from before were also constantly playing, accompanying their master, the Purple-Clad Dragon King, as she danced on the graves.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yun and Shen Ying were dumbfounded.

This was simply more ridiculous than a pile of treasures suddenly appearing on this dilapidated burial hill.

In the middle of the night, the graceful and peerless Purple-Clad Dragon King was actually dancing on the graves???

What was she doing, some kind of ghost-exorcising ritual?

The dark night, the black bamboo standing tall like ghosts, the colorful glass lights, the graceful purple-clad beauty dancing on the graves, combined to form a bizarre and fantastical scene.

Having entered the martial world for so long, Duan Yun thought he had long been accustomed to the absurdity and ridiculousness of this world.

But the scene before him still surprised him.

Mainly, the Purple-Clad Madam's graceful and peerless appearance was too deeply rooted in people's hearts, so much so that he felt like this was an absurd dream.

Which prestigious and graceful beauty would do such a thing?

He and Shen Ying twisted each other, confirming that this was not a dream.

At this time, Duan Yun saw Feng Ling'er.

She was standing under a black bamboo, quietly watching her mother doing all this, her eyes a little red.

What exactly was going on?