Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 792 - 388 When, Where, Whom?_1

Chapter 792: Chapter 388 When, Where, Whom?_1

Baldy arrived late, his face bruised and swollen with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, clearly having just been in a fight.

Qin Shou rubbed his brow and said, "You... who did you beat up this time?"

Baldy grinned proudly and said, "That monkey!"

Qin Shou was taken aback and asked, "Sun Wukong?"

Baldy nodded, then said fiercely, "I didn’t finish him off, but he’s not much better off than I am, I managed to pull out a tuft of hair from under his crotch!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou’s forehead was suddenly covered in cold sweat, and he said with clasped hands, "Admirable, you must be the first to achieve Great Perfection in plucking the monkey’s peach, right?"

Baldy chuckled and waved his hand, "Enough talk. You said in your letter that you need my help? I’ll tell you, I don’t do work that requires brainpower!"

Qin Shou promptly replied, "It doesn’t require brainpower, it’s just fighting, but..."

Baldy interrupted Qin Shou with a wave of his hand, "No ’buts’. Since it’s fighting, I don’t want to hear too much nonsense. Just tell me the time, place, and who to hit. As for his status, how many people he has, how strong he is, or what magic treasures he has, I couldn’t care less. In the end, either I kill him, or he kills me, there won’t be a third outcome."

Qin Shou’s forehead broke out in a sweat; he was beginning to regret asking this stubborn fellow for help.

Qin Shou quickly hooked his arm around Baldy’s shoulder, pulling him aside, and said with a smile, "Hehe, Baldy, I know you’re tough in a fight. But this time, it’s not just about killing the other party or beating them to tears. I need you to...23￥..."

After hearing the details, Baldy frowned and said, "Sounds troublesome!"

Qin Shou nodded eagerly, "Right, it is a bit tricky."

Baldy said, "But, I can handle it. Don’t worry, by the way, do you have a target in mind?"

Qin Shou shook his head, "Not yet."

Baldy said, "Then I’ll find one myself, I guarantee I’ll find the biggest one!"

Qin Shou’s forehead immediately bristled with cold sweat; he truly feared Baldy would rashly pick a fight with the Overlords, turning it from a hunt into a free meal delivery.

So, Qin Shou quickly grabbed him and called out to a tortoise not far away, "Turtle Prime Minister, come here a moment."

The Turtle Prime Minister, who was busily jotting something down on the ground, hurriedly crawled over, came up to Qin Shou bowing and scraping, and said, "Your command, my lord?"

Qin Shou said, "Nothing much, just that if you get word about a fitting opponent for him, send the info to my brother here asap."

Qin Shou emphasized the word "fitting."

The Turtle Prime Minister, being a crafty character capable of thriving under the Dragon King, immediately understood Qin Shou’s meaning and chuckled, "Don’t worry, I’ll find the most suitable one!"

Baldy laughed and said, "Looking at you two naive fools, you might not understand what I want. I want the strongest, I want to fight the strongest!"

Qin Shou and the Turtle Prime Minister exchanged a look, both seeing the wry smile in each other’s eyes. Were they really being mocked by a single-minded fool? Yet, both nodded emphatically, "No problem! We’ll do as you wish!"

Only then did Baldy leave contentedly to find a place to stay, waiting to act as soon as he received the news.

Although a fervent campaign was underway on the moon, only a handful of people were truly aware of these events. Most of the little monsters just felt that after Qin Shou’s return, there were more Immortal friends coming and going, making things a bit livelier, without sensing anything else.

After all, the Rabbit would eat until full, sleep after eating, and would be happily skipping around shopping with young ladies every day; there was no sign of tension to be seen at all.

Chang’e was initially a bit suspicious, but later stopped asking.

However, what surprised Qin Shou was that he hadn’t seen the little rabbit spirit that always followed Chang’e, and he had no idea where she had gone.

"There might be more popularity, but there’s a lack of money. Before the troops set out, provisions must be made, even I need to prepare some stock," Qin Shou squatted on top of the wall, pondering over ways to make money.

Chang’e laughed and said, "You’re always worried about unnecessary things. With so many powerful beings above us, do we really need a little rabbit like you to worry?"

Qin Shou rolled his eyes and said, "Not worry? If we didn’t worry, would we even get to see each other?"

Upon saying that, Qin Shou’s eyes suddenly lit up, staring intently at Chang’e.

Chang’e had just finished swimming, with droplets still hanging from her hair...

Chang’e looked at herself in confusion and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Qin Shou suddenly smiled, "I know how to make money now!"

Having said that, Qin Shou shot up into the sky, heading straight for the Heavenly Court.

After thinking it over, Qin Shou ultimately decided to go to Yunding Market.

He had been there once before and had made quite a tidy sum. The important thing was that the place was crowded! If you want to make money, you have to go where the people are.

Now that he was heading there again, his mood was exceptionally good.

However, Qin Shou soon realized something was amiss—the number of people heading to Yunding Market today seemed unusually high. Droves of Immortals were coming and going; it truly resembled a busy market day.

As Qin Shou wondered, a little Taoist suddenly darted out in front of him. The Taoist had bright, sharp eyes and fixed his gaze on Qin Shou, stepping forward to greet him, "Fellow Daoist, are you also here to shop at Yunding Market?"

Qin Shou nodded subconsciously, then countered, "Is there anyone who comes here not to shop, but just to take a stroll?"

Upon hearing this, the little Taoist burst into laughter, "There wasn’t before, but there is now."

Qin Shou was astonished, "Really?"

Not to mention anything else, the location of Yunding Market certainly wasn’t the most golden, and it was even somewhat remote. Usually, people wouldn’t come here without reason.

But it seemed like there had been a change.

The little Taoist chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, do you have an entrance ticket or a reservation?"

Qin Shou scratched his head, "Entrance ticket? Reservation? What’s that?"

The little Taoist smiled happily, pointing to the distant Yunding Market, "You see, that’s Yunding Market. The long line of people at the entrance, that’s the crowd looking to get in."

Qin Shou looked at the dense crowd, clicking his tongue, "Damn, is this visiting the Great Wall during National Day? No, even National Day at the Great Wall doesn’t have this many people. What are all these people doing? They can’t all be here just for a walk, right?"

The little Taoist replied, "Fellow Daoist is really humorous. Although we cultivators have long lives, who has time to take leisurely strolls in these chaotic times? If we have the time, we think of ways to enhance our strength."

Qin Shou believed this, as the news of the Black Mirror invasion spread, the entire Three Realms were in chaos, with everyone on edge.

The little Taoist said, "It looks like you’re really not familiar with Yunding Market. How about I give you an introduction?"

Qin Shou nodded, indicating he was listening.

Although Qin Shou noticed the little Taoist seemed to have an ulterior motive, he wasn’t really worried about trouble in this Heavenly Court.

Clearly, the little Taoist didn’t recognize Qin Shou. After organizing his thoughts, he said, "Let me introduce myself; I am White Goose Boy, and my master is a Heavenly Immortal with immense power!"