Chapter 0. Mad Rabbit
“Wait a moment!”
Qin Gou looked again at the various exaggerated and terrifying torture instruments on the surrounding walls. His relaxed mood, which had been full of wonder at first, was now completely different… Could it be that this was the so-called good intentions are not rewarded?
“Tang Nizi, what exactly do you plan to do? What do you mean by ‘be gentler’? Explain it to your father first!” Qin Gou said, extremely ashamed.
“Don’t worry, Daddy.” Mu Tangchun blinked her bright, beautiful eyes and smiled with pursed lips, “It’s like this. Although everyone from Taiping Tower has sworn a spirit oath to execute those who break the rules in the most cruel way as a warning… Pure has also specially left behind a backup, which is the so-called ‘Combing and Washing Punishment’.”
“Combing and Washing?” Qin Gou’s expression was somewhat confused.
“Yes.” Mu Tangchun nodded and quickly added, “I’d better not explain the specific process of this ancient punishment to Father in detail. Although Pure hasn’t seen it with her own eyes, the records in the ancient texts alone are enough to make one nauseous. You can understand it as a kind of torture similar to ‘Ling Chi’, but even more cruel… And now, we just need to complete it according to the literal meaning.”
“So, I don’t have to endure any more torture, and I can still help you fulfill your spirit oath?” Qin Gou asked thoughtfully.
“That’s right.” Mu Tangchun lightly nodded her head, “The content of the spirit oath also includes that the executioner must be the highest-ranking person in that Taiping Tower! This is why Pure was hesitant just now. Although fellow Daoist ‘Li Fuqing’ broke the rules to help Pure, I would still feel a bit embarrassed if I had to personally ‘comb and wash’ him.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Gou’s expression changed slightly, “You personally?”
“There’s no way, this is the only torture with a double meaning that Pure could think of at that time, and I finally got Grandma Mo’s approval.” Mu Tangchun’s face turned slightly red, “These simple two words not only include cruel punishment, but also mean cleansing the face and hair, as well as bathing.”
In the warm pool, Old Qin sat cross-legged with a complex expression.
A barrier formation enveloped him, and the dignified Taiping Tower Master was standing less than three steps behind him.
To be able to secretly leave such a loophole in such a brutal and cruel spirit oath showed Mu Tangchun’s inherent kindness. If this wench did not have that kind of relationship with him, Qin Gou might have accepted it calmly; after all, he didn’t feel like he was at a disadvantage.
No.
Strictly speaking, if Mu Tangchun were replaced by Qin Yuan at this moment, Old Qin would definitely not have so many concerns. After all, even if A’Yuan really saw something, she would at most directly complain ‘Old Qin’s body is too young’ or something similar. This Tang Nizi wouldn’t necessarily do that.
Just then, Mu Tangchun’s slender figure squatted down lightly and dipped a white cloth into the barrier formation, saying gently, “Sit back a little further and raise your hand, so Pure can serve you.”
As Qin Gou raised his right arm, he was startled and asked, “How do you know my position so clearly?”
Mu Tangchun suddenly fell silent.
After a moment of heavy and stiff atmosphere, she said shyly and timidly, “Pure is an owner of an eye-type spirit tool… How could the barrier formation block me?”
“You…”
Qin Gou’s face turned as black as charcoal, and he was on the verge of tears, “You naughty girl, I naturally know that, but couldn’t you be more considerate and not awaken your Natal Spirit Tool?”
“Pure comes from a humble background, is rough, and has always lacked manners and consideration,” Mu Tangchun’s bright, agile eyes darted elsewhere guiltily.
“I lost.”
Qin Gou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Gritting his teeth, he simply dispersed the meaningless barrier formation. He turned his head and saw that the wench’s eyes were indeed as bright as two light bulbs.
“Why is Daddy’s face so red, and his body temperature is frighteningly hot?” Mu Tangchun asked curiously.
“Because I hate it.” Qin Gou’s eyes were hollow.
“Hate?”
“I hate that my thoughts are too impure!”
…
In front of a large round mirror, Qin Gou sat upright, while Mu Tangchun meticulously combed his medium-length hair behind him.
“Daddy seems a bit stiff?” Mu Tangchun’s watery, large eyes were full of confusion.
“Because it’s been too long since someone last combed and tied my hair for me, I’m a little unaccustomed to it,” Qin Gou nodded slightly.
Mu Tangchun asked with great curiosity, “Then, who was the last person to tie your hair for Daddy?”
“Ye Qishuang.” Qin Gou said with a nostalgic smile.
Mu Tangchun was astonished, “Ah? Then did Ancestor Ye also serve Daddy with baths?”
“Shut up!”
Qin Gou was almost infuriated to death, gnashing his teeth, “Nothing of the sort has ever happened, you naughty girl, don’t think nonsense!”
This was absolutely the truth, because Mu Tangchun had completely reversed it.
The current Mystic Maiden Palace Lord, Ye Qishuang, and the gentle and lovely Xiao Shuang’er from Arc-Moon Mountain, were definitely the disciples of Qin Gou who best fit the description of “raised by hand.”
…
In Fengnan City, on the bustling street.
All passing cultivators actively avoided Liang Tiantian, who was currently furious.
Qin Yuan quietly followed him and discovered that this person had already used Spirit Power Transmission an unknown number of times on the way, clearly hating Qin Gou and Mu Tangchun to the bone.
Passing a corner, Qin Yuan swiftly dodged into it. Her movements were extremely fast. When she reappeared, she was surprisingly wearing a mysterious black robe, a pair of specially made rabbit ears on her head, and a strange white mask painted with ancient spirit patterns. Even an owner of an eye-type spirit tool could no longer easily see her True Appearance.
“Snap.”
Qin Yuan’s movement technique was astonishing, like a ghost. She suddenly stepped forward and lightly patted Liang Tiantian’s shoulder.
Liang Tiantian’s scalp tingled, and his hair stood on end. In that instant, he thought of many things.
What kind of person could approach him so silently? Since this person could do this, they could also deliver a fatal blow without him noticing.
Turning around, Liang Tiantian’s gaze appraised the strangely dressed Qin Yuan with astonishment. In the palm of his right hand, hidden in his sleeve, he tightly gripped a life-saving spirit talisman.
“May I ask your business?” Liang Tiantian asked calmly, neither subservient nor arrogant.
Qin Yuan reached into her robe, pulled out a blood-colored token, and casually showed it to Liang Tiantian.
“This is…” Liang Tiantian, believing himself to be well-informed, immediately exclaimed, “Burial Soul Mound, Heavenly Punishment Twelve Branches?”
The so-called “Burial Soul Mound” was a powerful organization specializing in assassination. The Heavenly Punishment Twelve Branches were the twelve most formidable Hall Masters of the Killing Hall within the Burial Soul Mound.
“Precisely.”
“And looking at your attire…” Liang Tiantian’s expression changed drastically, and he couldn’t believe it, “Could this be the Twelfth Branch ‘Mad Rabbit’, ninth on the Heavenly Devil Ranking, fellow Daoist Yi Ye?!”
“That’s right.” A’Yuan chuckled softly. This identity had not been used for a long time.
