Chapter 15 Blacky Cried_1

The Wuliang Sword Immortal passed out for three days and three nights.

During these three days and nights, the Wuliang Sect earnestly followed the Ancestor's command, bringing 800 sect members to sweep through Wuliang Mountain, wiping out all the rabbits.

Eight hundred sect members feasted on rabbits, with dishes like braised, steamed, garlic mashed, marinated... everything was available.

From that day on, Wuliang Mountain becoming rabbit-less turned into an inexplicable tale.

However, this also enraged a Rabbit Demon, who led a horde of little monsters to attack Wuliang Mountain overnight, causing chaos and darkness.

In the end, the Wuliang Sword Immortal woke up, stood in the air, radiating awe all around, and suppressed the entire scene.

But as soon as the Wuliang Sword Immortal spoke up, his image vanished in an instant. All he could be heard yelling was, "Rabbit Demon, I'll beat you to death! Bite you to death! Don't run!"

Then the Wuliang Sword Immortal, as if gone mad, charged forward.

Upon hearing this, the Rabbit Demon hastily retreated its troops, shouting, "You madman! Do we rabbits have that big of a grudge against you?"

"You dare speak of rabbits? Kill!" shouted the Wuliang Sword Immortal, looking like a man possessed!

Originally, the Rabbit Demon could have held on for a while, but faced with the relentless Wuliang Sword Immortal, it chose to capitulate and ran for its life.

However, it still underestimated the Wuliang Sword Immortal's hatred for rabbits. It was a hatred for the ages, seeing rabbits as if they were archenemies from a hundred lifetimes, his eyes blood-red as he howled, swinging his magic treasure as he chased for eight hundred thousand miles, eventually driving the Rabbit Demon back into its den.

That wasn't the end. The Wuliang Sword Immortal brought together 800 sect members and joined forces to attack the Rabbit Demon's lair for forty-nine days, killing off a whole nest of rabbits before he contentedly returned to the mountain.

When it came time to collect the spoils of war, the Wuliang Sword Immortal subconsciously tried to activate his "Treasured Eye" Magic, only to be... stunned!

That day, the Wuliang Sword Immortal didn't celebrate his victory but hung his head low and returned, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, crying out, "Damn it... Why did my hard-earned 'Treasured Eye' disappear? I can't use it anymore... What's going on?"

Suddenly forgetting how to use a Cultivation Technique was a big deal.

But the Wuliang Sword Immortal didn't tell anyone about this, because, after all, it could lead back to those unbearable memories. It was more important to focus on retraining.

That night, however...

"Ancestor, you were so majestic today," cooed the seductive courtesan lying on the bed, waiting for the Wuliang Sword Immortal's favor.

The Wuliang Sword Immortal was excited too, having shed his clothes and dashed to the bedside. Looking at the alluring beauty, he wept...

The Wuliang Sword Immortal roared in his heart, "Damn it! No way? I've forgotten this too? God, are you messing with me? Which hole do I go into?"

The courtesan, thinking the Wuliang Sword Immortal was stunned by her beauty, crooked her finger and said, "Ancestor, come on, I'm in the mood for some hanky-panky..."

"Slap!"

A slap landed on the beauty's face.

Then the Ancestor was heard bellowing, "Don't mention Hei! Not even a homophone!"

...

From that day on, rumors of the Wuliang Sword Immortal's impotence spread, and for that, the 800 sects didn't skimp on sending him potency drugs...

Qin Shou had no idea that because of him, a renowned Ancestor was nearly driven insane.

Qin Shou only knew that he was grateful he hadn't foolishly rushed to help upon meeting them, for otherwise, he would now be a roasted rabbit.

At the same time, Qin Shou was pondering why he suddenly developed a Magic related to stealing in his mind. Could it be that he had achieved it without a teacher? Or was it the system?

However, after testing for a long time, Qin Shou was sure it had nothing to do with any system, as he had none.

After much thought, Qin Shou had a bold idea: it was innate, only realized just now! Much like how a child learns to Walk at a certain age, until that stage happens, they just don't walk, the same principle.

While it might not be correct, it was better than having no answer, so Qin Shou convinced himself of it.

Swinging the bloody saber in hand, Qin Shou muttered, "Feels not bad, just a bit oversized."

Indeed, it was big—it was a large saber meant for normal humans!

As for Qin Shou, who stood as tall as a human's shin when up on his hind legs, with ears reaching halfway up the thigh, wielding such a saber made for an absurd sight...

"Wow! Where did you get that saber? Haha... You look so cute holding it!" Chang'e apparently woke up and had come over after hearing the noise.

And then she saw a little rabbit brandishing a big knife, its adorable look blooming joy in her heart; she immediately ran over.

Qin Shou quickly threw away the knife, lest he accidentally hurt Chang'e.

Qin Shou said with a shake of his head, "Chipped it off my front tooth."

After speaking, Qin Shou regretted it. It seemed that Chang'e might not understand him.

But then...

"You... you can talk?" Chang'e exclaimed.

It was then that Qin Shou realized that what he had just said sounded like human speech!

But how could he talk? He didn't remember having this function!

Suddenly, Qin Shou thought about the time he stole Blacky's "Treasured Eye". He felt a sharp pain in his throat and thought to himself: Could it be the legendary throat bone has been refined? Is that why I can talk?

Although it was a guess, the fact was indeed so.

Qin Shou didn't know how to explain it to Chang'e. Blacky's arrival had added more uncertainty to the Moon.

Now that Qin Shou had the ability, he naturally didn't want to worry Chang'e anymore. Whatever it was, he would handle it.

He still wanted Chang'e to be the carefree, simple-minded girl who followed him around digging herbs.

So Qin Shou said, "What's so strange about talking? Am I not a genius?"

Chang'e rolled her eyes, pulled Qin Shou's cheeks, and stretched his rabbit face into a pancake while laughing, "Let me see how thick your skin is..."

Qin Shou didn't dodge, but instead made funny faces and stuck out his tongue, making Chang'e laugh...

"Haha, now you can talk, that's great. From now on, I'll have someone to talk to, how wonderful. Yu'er, why are your ears so long?"

"You don't know?"

"No idea, do all rabbits have an aesthetic preference for long ears? And your little tail, it's so cute...

Yu'er, with so much fur, don't you get hot?

Yu'er, when it rains, and you get wet, what does it feel like with all that fur?

Yu'er, let me shave your fur for you.

Yu'er, talk to me.

Yu'er, why are you staring with such big eyes? Won't you speak?

Yu'er, why have you stopped talking? Shall I tell you a story?

Yu'er, look at that star, twinkling so brightly, isn't it?

Yu'er...

Yu'er..."

Suddenly, Qin Shou realized that his ability to speak seemed to have struck a nerve in Chang'e, driving her crazy! She grabbed him, held him in her arms, and babbled all day long...

The point was, while Chang'e wanted him to speak, he was pressed into a valley, unable to open his mouth. What could he say?

Besides, there was no time or energy for that, was there? Couldn't she see he was busy?

After a whole day of commotion, Chang'e seemed to have poured out all she had to say and gradually became quiet.

Side by side, a person and a rabbit sat down, looking out into the distance.

Above were the stars filling the sky, and below was a tall osmanthus tree, its fragrant blossoms scattering with the wind, showering down colorful petals upon the rock where a person and a rabbit lay.

The woman was dressed in classical attire, hugging her knees, her chin resting on them, talking and laughing as she became a blooming flower - perhaps even more beautiful than one...