Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 560 - 164: Riding on the Spring Breeze_1

Chapter 560: Chapter 164: Riding on the Spring Breeze_1

Meanwhile, the Nether River Patriarch flipped the chessboard with a slap of his hand.

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, seemingly having anticipated this very action from the Nether River Patriarch, watched calmly without trying to stop it.

The Nether River Patriarch laughed heartily and said, "Ah, my apologies, I got too excited. Let’s... start over, shall we? After all, we are well-matched, having played countless ages of games, always ending in a draw, not easy... truly not easy."

Diting barely lifted an eyelid and whispered a curse, "You’ve used that trick seven quintillion eight hundred forty-six quadrillion times already... a draw my ass..."

The Nether River Patriarch glanced at Diting, who immediately straightened his neck, turned his head, and continued to sleep.

Nobody saw the sly glint of cunning that flashed through the eyes of the blustering Nether River Patriarch as he solemnly declared, "This game, I shall truly play my best, hmm... The pace might be a bit slower, but you are doomed to lose."

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha was slightly taken aback, then said dismissively, "No matter how long you think, the outcome will be the same. This is not the finite chessboard of mortals that one can win by calculating all possible futures; this is the boundless chessboard of the cosmos. Feel free to make your move; I’ll keep you company."

The Nether River Patriarch hummed in agreement, then placed a piece...

Following that, the cave periodically echoed with statements like: "Wait! I take that back!"

"It went crooked, that’s not my fault—it’s the board’s fault!"

"Ah, hold on, take the piece back, let me look again..."

"You can’t capture that! You can’t—damn it, Cao! Look, a dog!"

...

"Ah—ha—" Qin Shou stretched lazily, just as he was about to head out, he suddenly heard Hanyue’s voice behind him: "I’m hungry."

Qin Shou was taken aback, turned around abruptly, and saw Hanyue had awakened, her eyes twinkling with a cold light, murderous intent blooming within the chill. But when she saw the rabbit, all that frostiness disappeared. Her big eyes turned into crescents as she reached out a hand and in a manner both tyrannical and coquettish, she said, "Rabbit, I’m hungry."

Qin Shou grinned and declared, "Alright, time to eat!"

Then Qin Shou brought out dish after dish, muttering as he did so, "Those Asuras are fools, all trading their cultivation techniques for liquor, not a single one willing to trade for food. If you can’t even satisfy your palate in a lifetime, what’s the point of living that long?"

Hanyue shook her head and said, "Being alive grants you the chance to eat, but without strength, one soon perishes. They understand this principle very well. Although... wait a minute, what use is the liquor either?"

Qin Shou rolled his eyes and stood with his hands on his hips, "Are you looking down on my liquor? Let me tell you..."

Qin Shou recounted to Hanyue everything that had happened in the past few days, revealing every detail, including Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha cleansing the Blood Sea, the Nether River Patriarch’s sky-splitting strike, and the situation with the brawny man.

After hearing Qin Shou’s story, Hanyue furrowed her brows and said, "Mahoraga, the Eight Heavenly Dragons? If I’m not mistaken, the Asura King is one of the Eight. He moves on both sides, serving as a bridge between Nether River and Buddha Mountain. Up on the mountain, he is one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, while down in the Nether River, he becomes the Asura King, with a nature of slaughter and void of Buddhist compassion. However, I’ve heard that the Eight Heavenly Dragons have a close fellowship. If that brawny man truly is Mahoraga, then he’s most likely here because of the death of the Asura King.

Rabbit, it would be best for you to stay away from him."

Qin Shou’s gaze flickered with panic, but he then casually remarked, "That guy’s death was bizarre, and it’s none of my concern."

Qin Shou knew he didn’t remember everything that happened that day in Blood City, but one thing was clear to him: the blood-red rabbit, his newly acknowledged sister, Fang Ya, had said something to him.

It was roughly, "Help me take down the opponent."

Then Qin Shou lost his memory, and when he awoke and asked what happened, not to mention the Asura King, even Blood City was no more!

Add to that the Nether River Patriarch’s fearful regard, willing to pay him to get lost with an almost desperate urgency. Even a fool like Qin Shou could see there was something fishy about it all! Moreover, it’s almost certain that the Asura King died directly or indirectly by his own hand...

Qin Shou originally marvelled at his sister’s generous gesture but also wondered how she had pulled it off.

Qin Shou had a guess: perhaps Fang Ya had used the resentment blood of the living spirit on him, then he passed out. Fang Ya very likely used his body during his unconsciousness to complete what she needed to do...

Qin Shou felt this guess was reasonable; otherwise, there was no need for Fang Ya to sprinkle living spirit resentment blood on his soul. Having absorbed the resentment blood of the living spirit, he would only faint, and aside from using his body, Qin Shou really couldn’t think of any other possibility.

Seeing Qin Shou’s confident explanation, Hanyue also felt quite relieved but still reminded him, "No matter what, it’s best to stay away from him."

Qin Shou nodded like a pecking chicken, then cheerfully changed the subject, "Is that Buddha light effective on ordinary people?"

Hanyue shook her head and said, "Not sure, I’ve only heard that the Buddha light, once it shines, can reveal memories of past, present, and future lives as if one is re-watching their entire life cycle, making people turn to Buddhism spontaneously. But I don’t believe it."

Qin Shou asked, "Why not?"

Hanyue said matter-of-factly, "Asura are born Asura, and even after death and reincarnation they remain Asura. Looking back at the past three lives, isn’t it still that of an Asura? Since it’s always been Asura, what’s the difference between living three lifetimes and living this one? Anyway, I don’t believe that someone can attain enlightenment and convert to Buddhism just by reviewing their past lives. There must be a trick to it! You better avoid the Buddha light when you see it. Those thieving monks, I can tell they’re no good just by looking at them!"

Hearing this, Qin Shou burst into laughter. An Asura known for ruthless killing was calling a monk, who helped those in distress, not decent. If the world were filled with Asura, Qin Shou figured, it might as well be full of monks instead.

Although he didn’t particularly like monks either...

"Let’s not talk about this. What are you going to do next? Continue cultivation, or something else?" Qin Shou asked.

Hanyue shook her head, "I’m done with contemplation... The token from the Nether River Patriarch is a Seven Kill Token, full of boundless killing intent and the essence of warfare. I’ve looked over everything I had to in the past few days. Now, only through slaughter can I advance further."

After saying this, Hanyue took out her curved blade, with a hint of excitement and wildness, and said, "It’s hunting time now!"

Qin Shou said, "Okay, go for your hunt then. If you meet someone you can’t beat, run away quickly; don’t get yourself killed."

Hanyue glared at Qin Shou and said, "Like anything good could come out of a dog’s...uh, rabbit’s mouth! What will you do?"

Qin Shou thought for a moment and said, "The wine is almost sold out, and there’s no business left, so I’ll just go for a stroll."

Hanyue knew that Qin Shou now had a get-out-of-death-free card on him; within the Blood Sea, he was safer than anyone.

So, Hanyue didn’t bother with him and left on her own.

Qin Shou didn’t stay inside the house either. He opened the door, randomly picked a direction, and with hands clasped behind his back, leisurely strolled down the street. His small face looked up at the sky, wearing a unique grin that only scoundrels possess, as he walked and sang, "Today is a good day; nobody dares to touch this rabbit, today is a good day. Leave the house? Who dares? Touch me?"