Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 558 - 162: Forgot..._1

Chapter 558: Chapter 162: Forgot..._1

Qin Shou shook his head, mulling over his business affairs, and headed home.

Back at home, Hanyue was still seated, motionless. Qin Shou dangled a big chicken leg in front of her, but she remained unmoved.

Qin Shou knew that she was probably deep in meditation and didn’t want to disturb her.

So he went off to the side, filled his belly with food and drink, sat down with his legs crossed, pulled out a big hemp bag, and started to check his loot, one by one. After checking, there were a total of ten thousand and thirty-eight Soul Wood Slips and one jade slip. The jade slip was given by Mahoraga, the rest he had obtained from various Asuras.

Qin Shou casually tapped one of the Soul Wood Slips, and immediately, a huge rune appeared in his mind—Stealth.

He opened another, Transform Water.

He opened another, Stealth...

He opened another, Transform Water...

Qin Shou looked through more than twenty Soul Wood Slips, and they were all this sort of thing!

Dark lines began to form on Qin Shou’s forehead, and he grew gradually impatient. He simply stopped checking, closed his eyes, grabbed whatever was next, and started crunching away.

He’d figured it out, with more than ten thousand slips to go through, he didn’t have that kind of leisure. He might as well just eat them all at once, absorb whatever he could—after all, they came easily. If all else failed, he could sell some liquor later when he had the time...

Sure enough, once he switched to eating them, his absorption rate increased by who knows how many times.

Before daybreak, he had consumed more than ten thousand Soul Wood Slips.

To Qin Shou’s surprise, by just eating them, he haphazardly acquired three complete, major Magic abilities!

Stealth, which allowed him to hide his presence under any conditions and merge with nature. Of course, this Stealth did not mean hiding one’s physical body but masking one’s aura. Qin Shou was clear, hiding the physical body was easy. It only needed a Technique of Transformation... But concealing one’s aura was very difficult. After all, cultivators searching for others seldom relied on their eyes, mostly on their Divine Sense. Expanding Divine Sense could cover an area and even discern the sex of ants within it. If you merely transformed without hiding your aura, you’d be easily recognized.

So, Stealth was still quite useful.

The second Magic ability was Transform Water, a straightforward one that allowed him to turn himself into a puddle of water and merge with any body of water. Combined with Stealth, he could essentially hide anywhere there was water—an absolute skill for home, travel, stealth attacks, and entrapping others. At the same time, Transform Water opened the door to the Path of Water Control for Qin Shou. As long as he followed this path, commanding rivers and seas, and even causing floods was not out of reach.

The third Magic surprised Qin Shou even more—it was the Path of Water Mirror!

"Damn it, I thought the Path of Water Mirror was Lan Sha’s unique Magic. Turns out so many people know it! Why the hell is he still calling himself the Water Mirror Soul Reaver!" Qin Shou couldn’t help but curse.

The Path of Water Mirror reached the profound use of mirrors in water and flowers in mirrors. Against any opponent, it was as if one could arbitrarily set up a mirror in front of them. As for how it’s operated, that’s up to the beholder—wisdom varies from person to person, depending on who uses it better. So far, Qin Shou had seen Lan Sha use the Path of Water Mirror to create false images, deceiving opponents into attacking, then striking from behind with his real body.

However, after careful study, Qin Shou realized that the Path of Water Mirror could be played with to produce many more tricks. The question was whether Lan Sha didn’t understand it or was deliberately holding back.

But that was no longer important, as Qin Shou was very satisfied with his gains.

After all, apart from the three Magic techniques, he had acquired a bunch of odd and curious methods. Although he hadn’t delved deeply into them, he was no longer just a layman. He couldn’t claim to understand all the great ways and the thousands of minor paths, but he could make out roughly two or three out of ten. In most places, just boasting about this aspect alone, one could blow one’s way into a master’s reputation without a problem.

Qin Shou was contentedly checking his spoils of war when a different scene was unfolding on Buddha Mountain.

"What?! You’ve been gone for two days, and you forgot what you went there to do?"

The six remaining Eight Heavenly Dragons formed a circle, staring with bulging eyes at the red-faced, embarrassed Mahoraga in front of them.

Xunxiang slapped his forehead and said, "Great Python God, oh Great Python God, you really are... such a foolish snake!"

Mahoraga defended himself, "If you had been attacked by the Nether River Patriarch, you might have fared even worse than me. I just lost a short period of memory, whereas you probably would have struggled to stay alive, right?"

Xunxiang pursed his lips but didn’t argue. After all, that was the Nether River Patriarch, a being whose power could pierce the heavens, one of the few absolute experts below the Saints.

With their strength, no one would dare say they could leave alive from an encounter with the Nether River Patriarch...

At this point, Heaven said in a gentle tone, "The Nether River Patriarch personally made a move? Do you remember?"

Mahoraga shook his head, "I don’t remember, it’s what that mysterious merchant rabbit told me."

"Since you don’t remember, then it doesn’t count. The Nether River Patriarch resides within the Nether River, and his Magic is so great that even I, Buddha, must be wary of him. With your strength, you probably couldn’t withstand a single strike of his... Your survival is itself somewhat unbelievable."

"Heaven, what do you mean by that?" Mahoraga furrowed his brows.

Yasha stroked his chin and said, "You can’t understand this? If you had died, we would believe it was the Nether River Patriarch’s doing. You’re still alive, which means he definitely didn’t take action. Otherwise, knowing his temperament, if he made a move, how could he possibly let you live?"

After stretching his wings, Garuda nodded and said, "Exactly, the Nether River Patriarch is known for his capricious and unpredictable nature, but one thing is certain. He’s petty, vengeful, and cares about his reputation. By taking action against you, he has already bullied the small, and if he failed to kill you, wouldn’t he become the laughingstock of the world? Moreover, you’ve been beaten into amnesia and were deep within the Nether River, with no reason to have survived. If there is one, it must be related to that rabbit. But as you said, the rabbit is just a minor cultivator with Void Returning skills, obviously not capable of fending off the Nether River.

Therefore, we conclude that you weren’t attacked by the Nether River Patriarch. Everything you know is just that rabbit spouting nonsense! As for why you lost your memory, that... probably only the rabbit knows."

Xunxiang’s eyes lit up, "Then the problem is simple. Find that rabbit, whip him, and naturally, he’ll spill everything!"

Dragon shot a glance at Xunxiang and said, "We, the guardians of Buddhism, how could we do such demon-like deeds?"

Having said that, Dragon’s tone shifted, "However, we act for the sake of all beings, and we are targeting a rabbit from the sea of demons; it’s quite justifiable."