Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 197 - 196 Steal Steal Steal_1

Chapter 197: Chapter 196 Steal Steal Steal_1

As soon as Chang’e heard, her interest was piqued, and she stood up and turned around on the spot, her white ancient sheer gown fluttering in the wind—a truly enchanting beauty. Then she looked back with a smile and said, "Is it even better looking than what I’m wearing?"

Qin Shou said, "Of course, your outfit is beautiful, but the styles are different, and each has its own charm."

After thinking for a while, Chang’e asked, "Is that garment expensive?"

Qin Shou said, "Of course not, I’m a tailor, the greatest designer in the world! I would tailor it just for you!"

He emphasized the words "tailoring it" and once again seemed to be unable to control his salivation.

Chang’e gave him a disdainful look and said, "We’ll see when you have made it."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou’s smile bloomed, and he felt that the meal was exceptionally delicious...

Meanwhile, in the depths of Kuisong cave, Yao Sanqian, dressed in a striking red robe, sat on a stone lotus flower, sipping tea and smiling as he looked up at the sky, muttering, "What should have been taken should be in hand by now, why haven’t they returned? I’ve arranged this ambush halfway for quite a while, could it be unnecessary? How boring..."

After finishing his words, Yao Sanqian looked down, picked up a folding fan, on which there was a figure with a ferocious expression, looking very angry. Yao Sanqian pricked the figure with a needle, and the person’s expression turned even more furious and pained, while a trickle of blood red seeped out from the folding fan...

In the midst of the Milky Way Navy camp, Tianpeng was especially happy. Although he hadn’t seen Chang’e that day, anyhow, he was finally able to visit the moon once a month legitimately, without having to take a detour anymore.

Being in a good mood, he certainly needed some drink, and with drinks, snacks were a must. When the food arrived, Tianpeng became displeased, and right after, an angry roar could be heard from the tent.

"From now on, radishes are banned in the camp! Take them all away!"

...

But the happiest of all was Qin Shou, who at this moment, was squatting in the bushes, holding a small water orb and incessantly muttering, "Steal the heavens, steal the earth, steal your underwear... steal the heavens, steal the earth..."

At the same time, Qin Shou kept poking at the images of Kuisong Daoist and Sanhuan Cave Master within the water orb with his finger.

Kuisong swore, "Damn rabbit, if you’re brave, let us out for a three hundred round battle!"

Qin Shou shook his head and said, "I, the Rabbit Master, don’t have an interest in men. Stop talking and let me play a bit more."

Sanhuan Cave Master said coldly, "Rabbit, do you have any idea who we are?"

Qin Shou said, "Who you are, even if you’re human, I don’t care. I only care about what you can do."

"Rabbit, you still haven’t grasped the situation. If Tianpeng caught us, we would have nothing to say. But what are you? You’re just a wild rabbit from the moon, and behind us stands the Yizhong School! Our master is the Zhongtian Patriarch who rose to prominence eighty million years ago, a Heavenly Immortal of high standing," declared the Sanhuan Cave Master, revealing their backing.

Qin Shou was taken aback and asked, "Yizhong School?"

Thinking that Qin Shou had heard of their sect’s fame, the Sanhuan Cave Master arrogantly lifted his head and said, "Yes, Yizhong School!"

"Of the Yizhong, huh? I’m from the Wuzhong," Qin Shou mumbled.

The Sanhuan Cave Master was bewildered, failing to understand Qin Shou’s meaning, and asked, "Rabbit, I’m not joking with you! Our patriarch is a being of Heavenly Immortal level!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou furrowed his brows slightly, "Only a Heavenly Immortal? I’m afraid there’s nothing good to be had then. Let me tell you, your Yizhong doesn’t even have a Great Golden Immortal, which isn’t good. I bet your ascension rate isn’t high."

"What nonsense are you spouting? Rabbit, let me remind you, you cannot withstand the wrath of a Heavenly Immortal!" Kuisong Daoist exclaimed.

Qin Shou cocked his head to look at the two of them and thought of Tianpeng with his belly full of fire, saying, "I’ve been bearing the wrath of Heavenly Immortals quite a bit recently, and it doesn’t seem so remarkable. Stop distracting me, the Rabbit Master is busy here."

Having said that, Qin Shou continued to perform his Steal Magic.

The two, upon hearing his words, were also shocked. Could it be that the information was wrong? Could this rabbit really be indifferent to Heavenly Immortals? If so...

The two became even more anxious...

In addition to noticing that the rabbit was merely touching them with his fingers as if he had encountered some new, interesting toy, without further making any shameful or threatening moves, they simply couldn’t be bothered to waste their energy cursing at it and sat down cross-legged.

The Sanhuan Cave Master whispered to the Kuisong Daoist, "This rabbit is definitely bragging. Let’s not waste words with him. We’ll first try to recover some strength and then aim to break this water sphere."

The Kuisong Daoist nodded, "Hmm, what junior brother said is absolutely right. Once we break the seal, humph humph..."

With a cold exchange of looks, their murderous intent grew stronger.

How could their words escape Qin Shou’s sharp ears? He wasn’t concerned, but sneered inwardly, "Heh... waiting for you to break the seal? Just give me some time and you won’t even be able to walk, all you’ll be able to do is call me daddy!"

Qin Shou didn’t pay them any attention and focused on stealthily...

Qin Shou knew that the success rate of stealing skills was frighteningly low, and the greater the disparity in strength, the lower the success rate.

Before him were two Earthly Immortals, while he was not even an Immortal — the gap between them was more than immense.

Luckily, their mana was sealed, and even their Divine Sense was suppressed. Otherwise, Qin Shou reckoned he’d have to measure time in years to steal anything.

Even so, after a full two hours and three thousand attempts, a new piece of information popped into his mind!

Qin Shou was overjoyed, "Stolen it!"

He quickly checked what he had stolen, and after one look, Qin Shou’s smile froze — it was a recipe for braised pork.

"Damn it! These two jerks don’t focus on their cultivation and even learn cooking? Beasts!" Qin Shou cursed inwardly and continued his thievery.

Two hours later, Qin Shou stole something new again — the correct way to remove clothes!

"What the hell!" Seeing this, Qin Shou instantly felt an urge to go mad!

His magic was perverse, but the things he stole were even more absurd! He was stealing all kinds of random stuff!

If making braised pork and undressing could be counted as skills, then a person should have at least a few dozen garbage skills like the correct ways to eat, sleep, sit, and walk...

And an immortal who had lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, even if they were a fool, had encountered so much that the things they knew were naturally numerous.

Probably just from languages alone, they could learn countless varieties...

Thinking like this, Qin Shou sadly realized that wanting to steal the targeted Cultivation Technique was really just a matter of luck...

Yes, Qin Shou’s sole purpose in targeting these two individuals was to steal a Cultivation Technique that could cultivate and condense the power of heaven and earth!

The Eight-Nine Empyrean Art is indeed a Cultivation Technique, but of this technique, he only had the bodily cultivation part, which, although very powerful, wasn’t much help in raising his realm.

"The road ahead is long and winding; I shall search high and low. For the future, let’s work hard!" Qin Shou buoyed himself up inside and then began a twelve ShiChen long journey of groping the sphere.

"The correct way to walk..."

"How to eat a pomelo."

"How to eat a walnut without peeling it."

"Methods to distinguish the grades of Spirit Crystals."

"How to tell male chickens from female ones."

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