C2 That's It

After the snow had stopped, Maocai disappeared without a trace. Tang Weiji put on his clothes and rolled up his sleeves like Maocai did. That flame called "Little Fire" sat on his head. He looked like a human candle.

The Snowy Mountains is a little far from here, if we don't set off immediately, we might not be able to make it to the Jingyuv Level of the day after tomorrow.

He fastened his sleeves, closed the door of the broken temple, and looked out at the gray sky.

… ….

There were many experts in the sect, and it was rumored that there was a Ninth Elder who was also known as the "Divine Dragon". This also confirmed the qualifications for the Faangcun Mount to be ranked as the "Ascendant" in the Dragon Prefecture.

Now that the Faangcun Mount had released the news that the inner disciples were going to personally hold the Jingyuv Gathering, it was a huge event and even the mountains below were busy.

Qiu Tian was full of himself as he stood on the peak of the Sherry Mountain. He looked around the training hall that his teachers and elders had specially made for him, while the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He gripped something hard in his sleeve and thought that even if it really was the "pillow man", with this thing here, he would be able to kill him with a slap without the help of his elders.

He looked up at the pale sky and thought, "Everything is fine. It's just that the weather is a bit cold and unsatisfactory."

… ….

The steaming hot goat soup was not worth much, the red oil was homemade, and there were not many people eating the goat in the water, but the taste was really good. Sprinkling a little of the green onion, the fragrance was extremely pungent and refreshing, especially in such a cold weather, eating a bowl of this could be said to be the most beautiful thing in the world.

Tang Weiji was sweating profusely. He had already sweated easily and was sweating profusely from the spicy taste. However, he won in a straightforward manner. Besides, he had to eat a bowl of this every time before he went out, afraid that he would never be able to come back.

Although the lamb soup wasn't worth much, it was still much better than hard steamed buns. It was also three times more expensive, so it was a rare feast for Tang Weiji.

He rubbed his bulging stomach and sighed in satisfaction. He thought, "When will I be able to help Black Turtle turn the tables? I'm not an assassin anymore, so it's good for me to open a mixed sheep soup restaurant."

… ….

Seven or eight plates that were sent to the Inner Palace had already been smashed, and fragments of porcelain were everywhere. The servant standing outside the door was trembling, and didn't even dare to raise his head.

The Head Chef didn't even have time to take off his apron when he heard these words. He held a ladle in his hand and asked in his native language, "Do you know what to do?"

The manservant at the side begged, "Honored master, please go and take a look. We've just finished cooking and have been thrown out. Are you not satisfied?"

The Head Chef hurriedly entered, and within a few breaths, he was thrown out. His head was bleeding and he was unconscious.

These normal people were all vulgar, if it wasn't for the people that Master sent, he wouldn't want them to serve him. According to Qiu Tian's own thinking, a genius like him, could it be that he had to use the Blood Cultivator to do laundry and cook?

What kind of status did she have to make him a lamb? Those things were eaten by humans? He couldn't smell that much demon beast meat? Or do you think you can't afford it?

What the hell! He dared to threaten him with the sect, even if it meant that he didn't beat him to death, it was all out of respect for his master! Pui!

He looked outside the door and shouted, "Change the plate!"

… ….

There was a small town on the road that one had to walk through to get to the Snowy Mountains. Tang Weiji rushed there quickly and finally arrived on the day of the Jingyuv Gathering.

There were people selling ginger tea by the roadside, and snow was three feet thick by the roadside. No one would refuse to have a bowl of steaming ginger tea on such a cold day.

"I heard that Qiu Tian is the only son of Faangcun Mount Elder Qiu, the son of elder Qiu." I heard that Qiu Tian is the only son of Faangcun Mount Elder Qiu, the only son of elder Qiu.

"Sigh, you don't know about this. On one hand, this is because Qiu Tian's talent is extremely high, but I heard from my friend that he possesses an Earth Rank bloodline, and his cultivation speed is going at a thousand miles a day. It's not something that you and I can compare to, and even the elders of the Faangcun Mount have a green eye for him."

"Shh, quiet down, all of you." Someone on the side lowered his voice, and said sneakily: "Do you know why Qiu Tian is being asked to host this year's Jingyuv meeting?"

"Oh? Could it be that there is something more to it? " the man who had spoken before asked curiously.

"Of course, I heard that it was directed towards the 'pillow man' on the Ranking of Assassins. Do you remember last year's Faangcun Mount where a disciple died in the hands of the person next to his pillow? Faangcun Mount suspects that the person lying on the pillow is a member of the Turtle clan, and wants to set a trap for him to crawl inside to take revenge for what happened that day. "

"Forgive me for being blunt, but you already know about this matter. Do you think the person next to you will come over?"

"It's hard to say. That's what I said. Just for fun, don't mind it, big guy." The person who spoke was embarrassed as he knew that his words were unreliable.

Tang Weiji, who was sitting at the side, put down the bowl without any change in his expression. Looking at the leftover goosebumps in the bowl, he thought to himself, "How could this happen?"

… ….

Qiu Tian made another trip to Black Hell on the day of the Jingyuv Meet. Black Hell was the place where Faangcun Mount imprisoned felons, and those two who were found to have the bloodline of the Spirit Turtle could not enter unless they were sinners that had committed heinous crimes.

As for you saying that they were previously disciples of a certain sect or sect who had wholeheartedly cultivated and never committed any evil deeds?

Hehe, I'm sorry, when they possess the spirit turtle bloodline, they are the world's first class villains!

How did the nursery rhyme go?

"Vermillion Bird Formations, White Tiger Jumps, Azure Dragon knocks on the door and Spring arrives; Hunchbacked Monolith, Monolith Eating Ash, Black Turtle is the Great Turtle …"

The name of the Black Tortoise was spread throughout the world. If not for the Azure Dragon being able to turn the tide, most likely, more than half of their Tang Dynasty would have fallen and their citizens would have perished. They were the sinners of the entire Human Clan!

Due to certain reasons, the fire and water kind hated Qiu Tian, so he had never had any good feelings towards people with the spirit turtle bloodline. Naturally, he wouldn't be visiting them when he entered the Black Hell.

There were one hundred and eight kinds of punishment in Black Hell, like peeling, cramping, and breaking bones. These were all just the basics.

Cleaning referred to pouring hot water on the prisoner's skin, and then using an iron brush to brush until his skin festered, until his flesh turned into filaments, exposing his bones.

The so-called lead ingestion, refers to the burning and melting of lead as water to drink, burning through the five viscera, lead water affected by human body temperature, in the abdomen again into a metal block.

The so-called 'bath' meant putting cold water in a large jar and throwing it into a criminal's mouth, fixing his limbs and sticking his head out of the water. At the same time, he would throw a poisonous snake into the pot and start burning it.

Faangcun Mount s were extremely careful around the torturers, they had their own medicine supplies, and could kill them if they did not pay attention, so once they entered the Black Hell s, they could only beg for their lives.

This time, Qiu Tian helped the other two to choose a bath, and each of them picked a bath. Soon, waves of miserable howls came from the torture chamber.

He carefully sipped the tea with the jade-like soup in his hand, graceful as a noble young master. It was a wonderful sound, he thought, and when the man on the pillow came, he would have to let him have a taste of it.

… ….

He had finally arrived!

When the time came, so did the people.

The execution platform was ten zhang high. The two Spirit Turtle Bloodline Disciples who were being tortured to the point of death were tied up. Qiu Tian stood in front of the two of them, looking at the black mass of heads below the stage.

He recited, "Black Turtle Bandit, full of hope, cowardly and useless. He was a traitor, he was executed because he was the one who deserved to be punished." Cheers came from the audience, and the black heads swayed like a wave from the horizon. Someone cursed loudly, "What bullshit Black Turtle! It's just a turtle hiding its head!"

He recited, "My Faangcun Mount are insignificant and weak, but I am also willing to clean up these scum for my Tang Dynasty." During that time, someone shouted loudly, "Fang Jin, Qiu Tian, you are indeed a true gentleman, a true genius!"

The praises from below made him feel even more exhilarated.

He said to the crowd, "If the heavens have good morals, Faangcun Mount is not the kind of person who recklessly kills innocents, and he is willing to give everyone present a chance, if he can defeat me in front of all the heroes, then the punishment of these two people will be given to him." On the stage, someone else praised, "Young Master Qiu is indeed worthy of the name of benevolence and righteousness. It is worthy of respect."

No one was a fool. Not to mention Qiu Tian's actual strength, if there really was someone who could defeat him, would they really dare to attack? To be able to be regarded as a disciple by the Faangcun Mount, how terrifying the aptitude was was not something they could imagine, not to mention that there was still the colossal Faangcun Mount behind them.

Qiu Tian was very satisfied with the situation in front of him, but he was also a little dissatisfied. If that was really the case, then wouldn't his trip here have been in vain? Just as the sect had arranged, it was devoid of any interest.

He was already in the limelight, but he was already dissatisfied without being in the limelight. He would have to wait until the person next to him appeared and then lose to him. Only then would he be considered complete.

Therefore, he once again loudly shouted: "I am only a mere Nourishing Qi Stage, the first realm of Blood Cultivator. With such low strength, could it be that no one will be able to help these two Spirit Turtle bloodline disciples? Could Xuan Wu really be so unpopular? "

Someone below scoffed. Seemingly sensing that something was amiss, he hurriedly shouted, "Who doesn't know the name of Young Master Qiu? Who dares to make a move here?"

Someone else said, "The Black Tortoise Lineage has committed a heinous crime, so death isn't enough. We will wait for these two to be executed. Whoever loses their mind to save them will be destined to disappoint Young Master Qiu."

"That's right, before, I even admired the Black Tortoise Faction. Who would have thought that they would become turtles that hide their heads and destroy their great situation? I wish I could eat their flesh and sleep on their skin. Even if someone wanted to help, I'm afraid that they would not dare to, and they would be the same as their ancestor."

"Why don't you explain this person more clearly. The person beside the pillow is just a person who dares to do his thing. How dare he appear in such a righteous place and call this person a slave? He's practically praising him, he's clearly a green-headed bastard!"

"I think everyone is being too demanding. Young Master Qiu is standing here. How could he dare to come out? I'm afraid he has already retreated far away. Following his turtle ancestor, if he doesn't die, he will win."

Immediately, the entire hall was filled with laughter.

Another person sarcastically said, "After all, it's the defense of the invincible Black Tortoise. The Black Tortoise is awesome, we admire it!"

As more and more sounds came out, the corners of Qiu Tian's mouth curled up even more. There were naturally people arranged by the Faangcun Mount, but there were even more idiots who wanted to be quick with their mouths.

It didn't matter if the fool was smart or not, as long as the effect was satisfactory. He even wished for more idiots to arrive.

From the looks of it, that person would not appear, but it did not matter, according to the Faangcun Mount's arrangements, there would definitely be people who would come up to challenge him, and the person who would then challenge him would definitely have a bit of fame, and after that, he would easily be able to win against the person who challenged him, and this limelight would then be considered gone, and his reputation would have spread far too.

In actuality, all the information regarding this session of the Jingyuv was given out by the Faangcun Mount itself. No matter what it was about the person sitting by the pillow, it was just a stunt for the Faangcun Mount to give out.

The person beside the pillow wasn't very powerful, but he was extremely famous. He was the best stepping stone. As an assassin, how could he dare to come to a place like this while walking in the dark? The Faangcun Mount had long planned for these things, and letting him bring that thing was merely in case something happened.

Then, there was only one thing left to do.

Qiu Tian took a deep breath, his eyes shining, he took a step forward and said loudly: "Where is the person on the pillow, Faangcun Mount Qiu Tian is here, do you dare to fight!"

The heaven and earth were silent. Everyone looked at each other, not daring to make a sound.

Although they were full of energy, no one dared to make a sound when the time came for them to fight each other.

Qiu Tian took another step forward, and shouted sternly: "Where is the person on the pillow, Faangcun Mount Qiu Tian, here, we seek a fight!"

As expected, the person lying on the pillow didn't dare to come to this place.

Qiu Tian took the final step again, he was in high spirits, "Where is the person next to you, the Faangcun Mount, Qiu Tian, but we hope to lose!"

Some of them had already revealed a flattering smile on their faces as they replied, "Where is the scoundrel? Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

The sound that initially sounded sparse and disorderly became loud and orderly before finally turning into a monstrous sound wave that loudly smacked the surroundings. It was like a stormy sea that pounced on one's face, causing one's Dao-heart to be unable to defend against it.

"Where's the Rat King? Do you dare to accept my challenge!?"

Three consecutive sounds shook the sky and rushed into the clouds, overwhelming the mountains and rivers.

After these three sounds, there was only the distant echo of the great Snow Ridge. No one dared to let out a single cry.

Qiu Tian was very satisfied. The smile on his face became wider and wider. He stood there quietly and sighed, deducing an absolute disappointment. "The Black Turtle Bloodline, it's only so-so."

The next thing should be the person Faangcun Mount had arranged for him to appear. He thought to himself that he was already prepared to win, but then he suddenly heard someone speaking behind him.

"So noisy."

The smile on Qiu Tian's face froze.

Who! Who is it? Was it the person arranged by the Faangcun Mount? That's not right. Didn't they say that they would wait below the stage before giving a speech? Who could get behind him without him noticing?

Qiu Tian turned his head abruptly and his body stiffened.

Behind him, there was a youngster with flames on his head. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his sleeves rolled up and his head propped up. Impatience was written all over his face.

His clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, and his chest was open. He looked like a weary chivalrous hero.

His eyes were very bright, and his eyebrows were very straight. However, he happened to bend downwards, making him appear very amiable.

He sat while Qiu Tian stood.

Qiu Tian, on the other hand, raised his head to look at him and felt that he was looking down on him from above.

The amiable teenager looked at Qiu Tian and waved his hand without a care, "Come here, finish up early and stop talking nonsense."

Qiu Tian stared at him and didn't know how to reply.

Tang Weiji stood up and the world brightened up.

The youth in front of her, walked in the darkness, his heart filled with light, sitting, sitting, lying down, all of them had a righteous aura radiating from him.

The Black Tortoise Bloodline, was it only so so?

However, so be it!