“Ding. The host may still need to consider whether some people will say, ‘As expected, the wicked are dealt with by the wicked.'”
“What are you talking about? The Abyss Demon God I have to deal with this time, compared to it, I’m afraid anyone would seem quite cute in an instant?”
“But has the host considered that the Abyss Demon God’s tyranny and ferocity have long since passed for most cultivators today…”
Qin Gou almost choked to death, “So I’m the latest, right?!”
“Ding… I also have one more thing to inform the host. Although the Abyssal Divine Bridge is currently influenced by this system and can only answer the host’s questions honestly, its essence as a Demon God Creation has not changed. Therefore, the moment it reveals certain ‘forbidden’ information, it is very likely to self-destruct immediately.”
“Meaning, regarding certain questions about the Demon God, I only have one chance to ask?” Qin Gou nodded slightly, “In that case, I must make good use of it!”
“No, if such an accident occurs, the host must be prepared to compensate this system… a full five hundred thousand Merit points, not a single one less.”
“You might as well kill me.”
Qin Gou almost spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and said incredulously, “Did I hear that right? At most a quarter of an hour ago, I exchanged the Abyssal Divine Bridge with you and only got a hundred and fifty thousand Merit points! Now, how did a hundred and fifty thousand turn into five hundred thousand in minutes? A Xi, who did you learn this from? ‘Lion’s mouth’ is not how you play when you don’t give people a way to live, is it?!”
“Ding, the host is not unaware that there are some rules that this system finds difficult to change. If you need flexibility, it also requires the host’s joint effort.”
“What do you mean by ‘our joint effort’? Your words seem to be hinting at something?” Qin Gou pondered for a moment and said, “Logically speaking, if this Divine Bridge is destroyed, I definitely won’t be able to come up with five hundred thousand Merit points immediately. Do I need to conjure a new Divine Bridge from somewhere to return to you… This, it seems not impossible!” As he thought of this, Qin Gou’s eyes lit up.
“Exactly! Five hundred thousand Merit points is too expensive, so why not a barter? You and I both know the location of the other Abyssal Divine Bridge! Plus, acting as the ‘Zhenyu Demon Lord’ at that time will be more convenient. If you want to take it into your possession, it won’t be particularly difficult!”
“Then you won’t give me Merit rewards, and I won’t have to pay the five hundred thousand for the self-destruction of one of the Divine Bridges?”
“Precisely.”
“Deal!”
After speaking, Qin Gou seemed to be waiting quietly for something, falling into silence.
The system asked a little confusedly, “What’s wrong with the host all of a sudden?”
“I’m waiting for you, A Xi. Aren’t you going to give me another mission? After conquering the other Abyssal Divine Bridge, even without considering the selling price, I can get another hundred and fifty thousand Merit points? This would be killing two birds with one stone!” Old Qin asked earnestly.
“Ding ding ding! Host, host, we’ve found the one who taught this system to open its mouth like a lion!”
…
Not long after, Qin Gou summoned Yan Suoyun and together they used the remaining small portion of the broken Divine Bridge to disguise it. At least on the surface, it was indistinguishable to the naked eye, exactly the same as when the Divine Bridge Consciousness was dormant. As long as no one carefully probed it with their divine sense or tried to awaken the Divine Bridge again.
Moreover, how many people in this world would consider that someone could truly make the Abyssal Divine Bridge entirely disappear? Even the Divine Bridge Consciousness itself never believed it. Yan Suoyun was so shocked when he saw it that he didn’t ask any further questions.
When Qin Gou returned to the Abyss Palace, Little Zhao, Qishuang, and the others tacitly did not ask about his trip. It was clear they did not want to touch upon his sad experiences. Qin Gou saw this and his heart was filled with warmth. However, what this trip brought him, besides sorrow and heartache, was the knowledge that there was still great hope beneath Gucheng Mountain.
“Master!”
Suddenly, two familiar figures caught his eye.
It turned out that during Qin Gou’s absence, Qingyu had also arrived at the Abyss. This wretch had originally come to assist Qin Gou, but she never expected that in just a few short days, Qin Gou had already accomplished everything.
“Little Fish, you must have worked hard on the way,” Qin Gou said with a gentle smile and stepped forward.
“Master Qin, do you still remember me?” At the same time, the green-clothed woman beside Qingyu said with a smile.
“Of course, Qishou.” Qin Gou nodded and smiled. This woman was ‘Qishou’, who served as the manager of Dragon God Island. Because her true form was a type of sea turtle, she was also affectionately called ‘Turtle Turtle’ by Qiu Qianyue in a special intimate way.
The reason Qin Gou couldn’t meet her when he fought Shang Yong and Godplunder Altar on Dragon God Island before was actually because Qishou was busy with official business and had coincidentally gone out of the island.
“Master, can you help Yue discern things!”
At this moment, seeing that Qishou, an old acquaintance, was present, Yue’er naturally tried to get close. Qin Gou was not surprised by this at all. The only thing that puzzled him was that Qiu Qianyue’s voice now carried a slight sobbing tone.
And every time this happened, Qin Gou knew that no matter if this top Little Crybaby from Arc-Moon Mountain was truly wronged, even if she cried to the heavens, everyone was basically used to it. She definitely felt greatly wronged herself.
“What happened?”
“It’s all because of this Qishou!”
Yue’er snorted and cast a glance at Qishou, then as if she had finally found a backer, she tightly hugged Qin Gou’s right arm, pouting with a face full of resentment. “Back then, she clearly affectionately called me Sister Qiu, but now she insists on calling me Master Miaoming! She won’t even let me touch her little hand anymore. This is clearly playing with someone’s feelings!”
“This is also for Master Miaoming’s good,” Qishou chuckled.
“You… Master, look, she’s still laughing at me!” Yue’er felt even more hurt, her eyes welling up with tears, and she instinctively hugged Qin Gou’s arm tighter, leaning against him almost entirely. If no one else was watching, this Little Crybaby would have probably been acting cute and wriggling in her Master’s arms.
“No, Yue’er, what are you talking about?” Qin Gou was confused. Was this something he could manage?
Seeing this, Qishou remained calm. “It’s fine, Master Qin. Who doesn’t know by now that Miaoming can only have the upper hand verbally? In reality, she must still practice asceticism and will never truly be close to women! Just let her be.”
“Is, is that so?”
He glanced again at the tearful, pitiful-looking Yue’er beside him.
What a perfectly described ‘verbal upper hand’ and ‘not close to women’.
Amazing!
In fact, on the very first day he set foot in this realm, Qin Gou, who had been directly kissed by this impudent wretch with a letter from A’Yuan, was speechless for a moment.
