After demolishing two rooms, Duan Yun came out panting for breath.
The feeling of this Blade Storm was so exhilarating it sent him soaring. If his previous use of the Jade Sword True Canon and Twelvefold Spring Rain had been normal mode, then that last round had been like activating unlimited firepower.
Unlimited firepower felt great, but too much of it still made his head spin.
But it was fine. As long as he kept diligently working at it, he would stop getting dizzy once he did it enough.
In the afternoon, Shen Ying returned.
She had come back loaded with spoils.
Two pheasants, three wild rabbits, and three fish.
Duan Yun's eyes lit up when he saw them.
He had not eaten meat in quite a few days.
Yet these past few days had also been when he had expended the most energy.
Twice, when he looked at Little Gray, it had been like looking at a donkey-meat flatbread.
If Little Gray had not intelligently run away, he might really have made a move.
The Murong Brothers had actually egged him on several times, telling him to sell the donkey for wine.
Compared to eating meals and meat, the Murong Brothers clearly preferred drinking.
Today, Duan Yun's simultaneous use of blade and sword could be considered a small success. In high spirits, he decided to celebrate with the meat and quickly went over to help.
There were no kitchen knives here, so Duan Yun handed his sword to Shen Ying.
One held a knife and the other a sword. Before long, they had gutted the pheasants, rabbits, and fish and cleaned them thoroughly.
Everything was ready; all that remained was the grilling.
Jade Pearl Manor lost another two rotten doors. Soon, curls of smoke rose from the manor beneath