Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 466 - 79 Baby-making Sutra_1

Chapter 466: Chapter 79 Baby-making Sutra_1

The master, who was in the bedroom with his wife, earnestly seeking enlightenment of the Baby-making Sutra, heard him and called out irritably, "Go and work hard, and don’t bother me until you’ve fully comprehended it."

So the little boy solemnly clenched his fist and replied, "Yes, Master!"

That night, the master and his wife searched all night for their disciple, only to find out later that the foolish child had run away from home to cultivate in hardship. He wouldn’t return until he had grasped the Rabbit rune...

Incidents like these were numerous in the Earthly Immortal Realm, but in the vast and boundless domain, they seemed to amount to insignificant trifles that people discussed for a while before forgetting about them.

Of course, those led astray were another matter, like the little boy who made understanding the Rabbit rune his life’s goal...

Qin Shou, of course, had no idea that he had led a proper cultivator astray; he was busy diligently working on the great path chain. He calculated that in the time he’d been at it, he had chewed through no less than a hundred different runes, his mind filled with countless insights into the Chonghua Sutra, particularly the parts concerning the Heavenly Dao, which he comprehended deeply!

Cultivation, to put it plainly, is the process of all sorts of beings defying fate to change their destiny. What does it mean to defy fate? Defying Heaven isn’t really about toppling god but altering what Heaven has granted you by artificially modifying it—changing your destiny means reshaping your fate.

To simplify, cultivation is the self-directed evolution of living beings, first from the physical body and then to the soul, continually improving oneself to be closer to the great path of heaven and earth, and capable of withstanding and wielding even more powerful Yuan Qi.

A good Cultivation Technique allows anyone practicing it to undergo changes according to their personal traits, guiding them to observe and approach the closest and most suitable path for themselves, to delve from the simple to the complex, to comprehend the Dao, and ultimately to become one with heaven and earth and reach the status of a Saint.

Poor Cultivation Techniques, however, are set in stone; if your talents don’t measure up and you can’t get over certain obstacles, you won’t even glimpse the Dao, making the journey of cultivation extremely difficult.

The Chonghua Sutra is a top-tier Qi Refining cultivation technique that directly placed Qin Shou on the path. After munching on runes, his body also underwent changes as all the defects left by the Creation and Reincarnation technique were corrected, making his physical form even more formidable...

Qin Shou estimated that after devouring a hundred more runes, his cultivation would be complete. Only then would he be a true perfect level Qi Refiner, ready to transition directly to Void Returning. However, Qin Shou would need an even better Void Returning technique.

But for now, Qin Shou didn’t wish to think too much about it. He just focused on cultivating the Dao—no, on feeding on the Dao, enjoying every bite.

On the other side, Dading True Master saw the Rabbit die and then looked at his heavily damaged cauldron, his heart bleeding.

But thinking about how Lan San’s knife had been devoured by the Rabbit, he felt somewhat consoled.

Dading True Master could never have imagined that what seemed like a certain kill scenario would turn into a suicide mission. Both of his proud disciples died horrifically, and the demons he brought along perished as well; now, even Lan San’s knife was destroyed. Dading True Master looked at the Rabbit before him and sighed in relief. Fortunately, Lan San was proficient in three major paths—the Path of Toxicity, the Path of the Void, and the Path of Annihilation. The latter two didn’t manage to kill the Rabbit, but in the end, the poison took its life.

Otherwise, Dading True Master really felt he would have no idea how to proceed.

In terms of strength, Dading True Master considered himself stronger than the Rabbit, but how to defeat it was beyond his knowledge.

With spells? It ate them.

With magic treasures? It ate them.

With fists? He was afraid of being eaten, too.

So, he was truly anxious at the time, unbearably anxious.

But what pained him even more was the immensity of his losses this time... At the same time, he cursed Yuan Qi in his heart. That bastard had left with a gloomy face from the start, claiming he had matters to attend to, and now he had been gone for so long without returning.

If he had been there, with his power of three thousand demons against the Rabbit, would his losses have been so great?

Thinking of his losses, he couldn’t help but cast another glance at the magic treasure that looked like a shattered antique after the Rabbit had bitten it; his heart ached even more.

"I must compensate for some of the losses," thought Dading True Master. Instinctively he glanced at Qin Shou’s praying hands, knowing that within them lay an excellent human cauldron he sought. If he could obtain that cauldron, breaking through from Earthly Immortal to Heavenly Immortal, or even reaching a higher realm, then everything would be worth it.

However, to get his hands on the cauldron, there were some people he needed to deal with first.

Thus, Dading True Master turned his gaze to Gongsun Lvluo, who was helping Lan San sit up properly, and then he glanced at the corpses strewn across the ground. After ensuring that there were no outsiders around, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Princess Lan, are you alright?" asked Dading True Master with an expression of concern as he approached.

Upon hearing this, Lan San trembled but said nothing.

Gongsun Lvluo blocked Dading True Master’s path, bowed, and said, "True Master, my lord is Lan San of Jiulian Mountains’ Sanlan Peak. Please refrain from any inappropriate familiarity."

Dading True Master was not offended and smiled, "What is this? Is this how the lord of Canglan Country taught you? Lying is not a trait of good children."

Gongsun Lvluo’s pupils shrank slightly, and she shook her head, "True Master, I do not understand what you are saying."

Dading True Master glanced at Lan San; she sat unflinchingly still, as if in meditation. From the outside, there seemed to be nothing wrong with her. He was not sure if Lan San was simply feigning exhaustion. After all, their relationship was not good. If there was a chance, killing each other wouldn’t be impossible; they just lacked the opportunity and reason to do so.

Lan San was stronger than him, and he didn’t dare to make a move without understanding her condition.

Therefore, Dading True Master smiled and said, "Years ago, Canglan Country was situated in the southwest, bordered by the Tang Dynasty to the north, Tibetan Capital to the west, and the South Sea to the south. At its height, it was a glorious time. I had the fortune to visit once, and it was indeed a world as beautiful as flowers... But alas... Eight hundred years ago, Tibetan Capital launched an attack on Canglan Country. Canglan thought the Tang Dynasty would protect them, but in the end... the Tang Dynasty sent only a letter.

Although I don’t know what was written in the letter, three days later, Emperor Shan surrendered to Tibetan Capital.

Then, the Tang Dynasty, under the pretext of quelling a rebellion, marched south and drove away Tibetan Capital in half a month, seizing control of Canglan Country. The royal family of Canglan Country was executed in the old palace, heads rolling, their blood dyeing the moat red.

And thus, the royal family of Canglan Country was eradicated!"

As Dading True Master’s narration grew more detailed, Gongsun Lvluo’s face grew increasingly grim. Although Lan San remained motionless, her hands were now clenched tight, and blood trickled from her palms, staining her clothes.

A memory surfaced in her mind; it was the capital of Canglan Country, the place where she played as a child, the place she was most familiar with and loved, the place she thought was the safest.

But on that day, despite the scorching sun of July, she felt an unprecedented coldness, a coldness she had never experienced before.