Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 407 - 20 Rich Woman’s Happy Ball_1

Chapter 407: Chapter 20 Rich Woman’s Happy Ball_1

During the conversation, a golden cudgel flew up into the sky, transforming into a massive column that crashed down from the heavens!

Boom!

The sky shattered, a gust of black wind blew in. The children who had been running around suddenly stiffened, then their flesh decayed, leaving behind only white bones that clattered to the ground with a loud rattle.

On seeing this, the Black Immortal King let out a loud cry and soared into the sky, attempting to flee!

But someone had grabbed him by the leg!

Before the Black Immortal King could react, he heard a loud shout, "Thinking of leaving? Did you ask me first?"

Sun Wukong grabbed the Black Immortal King and smashed him onto the ground with a thud, then delivered a blow with his staff, causing his brains to burst and his soul to leap out!

A massive hand swooped down, catching the soul of the Black Immortal King, and with a swipe, the soul lay lifelessly in Sun Wukong’s palm, his eyes dull and vacant.

Sun Wukong casually tossed it to Qin Shou and said, "I have erased a bit of his True Spirit, now this soul is like a great nourishing pill. Keep it."

At that moment, cries rose from below. Qin Shou looked down to see the villagers weeping over heaps of bones, calling out their children’s names...

A woman held the skull of a child in tears, her hair turning white at a visible pace until it was all white...

Some were crying, some were laughing hysterically through their tears, which fell like blood...

Witnessing this scene and looking down at the icy soul in his palm, Qin Shou’s eyes grew colder and colder.

At that moment, Qin Shou felt a realization that belonged to cultivators, and for the first time, he truly understood Niu Dali’s words from before: "The Earthly Immortal Realm is a world of killing, a world of bloodshed! Survival of the fittest, a storm of blood and violence..."

Previously, in the Immortal Realm, whenever there was a fight, it was mostly others who took action while Qin Shou just watched like a bystander enjoying the show. Plus, having just arrived in this world, he always lacked a sense of belonging, which made him feel as if he was watching a blockbuster movie whenever he saw others fighting to the death.

Even when he had battled his way through the East Sea Dragon Palace, killing many of the Sea Clan, he did most of it while hiding in a carriage or the Eight Trigrams Furnace, either running them over with the carriage or with the furnace, so he rarely personally took a life.

And the ones he killed were mostly demon creatures of strange forms, almost as if he were eating crabs or stir-fried shrimp, hence he felt little to no guilt.

But now, now was different...

Qin Shou didn’t know exactly what was different, but he knew his heart was changing.

Looking at the Black Immortal King, whose brains had burst, and then at the soul lying in his palm, he truly realized—the world had changed!

Thinking this, Qin Shou clenched his fingers into a fist and crushed the soul of the Black Immortal King to dust, letting the invigorating Yuan Qi scatter from his body without the slightest hint of regret.

Sun Wukong said, "That’s a bit of a waste."

Qin Shou shook his head, "Such scum only deserve to be reduced to ashes to do right by the dead children."

Sun Wukong, seeming to understand Qin Shou’s thoughts, patted him on the shoulder and said, "The world has changed. From now on, be wary of anyone that you aren’t fully certain about."

Qin Shou nodded slightly, "You too, be careful from now on."

Sun Wukong replied dismissively, "What I pursue is the ultimate form of invincibility. No matter how many tricks the world may throw, a single strike from my cudgel is all it takes to break them! I can’t be bothered with cunning schemes..."

Qin Shou felt somewhat displeased upon hearing this. What did he mean by that? Was he looking down on the little combat strength that I possessed?

At last, all the skeletons on the mountain were taken away and buried outside the village.

The old swindler didn’t end up swindling a single penny and, with a sigh, followed Qin Shou and Sun Wukong. As the three of them walked the road, the old swindler said earnestly, "Gentlemen, meeting is fate, but all feasts must come to an end. Let’s part ways here for today. I shall take my leave first."

Qin Shou and Sun Wukong each stretched out a hand to hold the old swindler back. The old swindler, perplexed, asked, "Gentlemen, what does this mean?"

Qin Shou said, "With your character, ’I’ don’t trust you one bit. ’I’ seriously suspect that as soon as you leave with your front leg, your back leg will run back to swindle money. Tell me, for an Immortal to swindle a bunch of ordinary folk, do you find that amusing?"

The old swindler said matter-of-factly, "Amusing, indeed. One must do something in a lifetime, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t it all be a waste?"

"So you choose to be a swindler?" Sun Wukong asked.

The old swindler replied, "What else? Should ’I’ pretend to be some bullshit savior? That’s all just to deceive people. During the Divine Enthronement battle, they fought with so much apparent righteousness, but what was the result? Weren’t they just acting on a few Saints’ selfish desires? They deceived the whole world, and ’I’m’ merely swindling a drop in the ocean by comparison. What’s the big deal?"

Suddenly, Qin Shou asked, "You said last time that you could deceive Heaven and sneak into the Heavenly Court?"

The old swindler was startled, then his head shook like a rattle-drum as he said, "Can’t do it, can’t do it. ’I’ was talking nonsense. Don’t take it seriously."

Qin Shou raised an eyebrow and said, "You think ’I’ would believe that?"

Sun Wukong, balancing his staff on his shoulder, chuckled and said, "Say it again while facing my staff."

"What difference does it make what ’I’ say? The heavenly gate is closed; no one can go there. Detaining me is useless," said the old swindler.

Qin Shou frowned tightly. He somewhat believed those words, but he always felt the old swindler was lying. Because Sun Wukong had said that the old swindler was not an Immortal at all, but just a cultivator who had achieved Void Refining.

But how could a cultivator sneak past the watchful eyes on the Three Immortals Road into Heaven? Even to the point of sitting with the Kitchen God, boasting away, and conning a Black Dragon to the Kitchen God!

This skill was not something measured by cultivation base—it was all about tricks!

Qin Shou glanced at Sun Wukong, who instantly understood, grabbed the old swindler, and said, "Can’t go? Then what use is keeping you? ’I’ might as well just kill you!"

Upon hearing this, the old swindler quickly said, "Monkey, Rabbit, this is not very righteous of you. We crawled through the same trench before and fought side by side. Killing me now wouldn’t be proper, right?"

Sun Wukong curled his lip and said, "Get lost! ’I’ was the one fighting just now; you were just a spectator."

Qin Shou said, "Not just a spectator, but also a pitfall! Monkey, you must do me justice! ’I’ think you shouldn’t beat him to death. Let’s not waste resources. Look, the Black Immortal King took a fancy to him, which means he does have some value. How about we find a few more Demon Lords to ask? If they take a fancy to him, we might be able to trade him for quite a few resources."

Hearing the beginning of the speech, the old swindler felt somewhat grateful to Qin Shou for not letting the Monkey beat him to death.

But after hearing the rest, the old swindler glared at Qin Shou with the urge to bite him to death!

Regrettably, Qin Shou didn’t care at all and, stroking his chin, said, "If several Demon Lords are interested in him, that would be even better. We could just open a brothel among them, and he can be the star attraction. We might even make a killing!"

Sun Wukong nodded in approval and said, "Not a bad idea!"

The old swindler, in a crying voice, yelled, "Not bad my ass! Can you get any less humane?"

Qin Shou immediately said, "Sure can! ’I’ can offer some novel ideas, like ’happy ball for rich ladies,’ ’happy nail for rich ladies’... Guaranteed to make you want both life and death."

The old swindler and Sun Wukong both asked, "What’s that?"