Chapter 430: Those Who Falsely Claim to be Children, Die!

Xu Qing was a bit unhappy.

The candied haws were delicious, a similar taste, containing some of his memories of Wushuang City, so he didn't eat fast along the way, chewing slowly for every bite.

But that gust of poisonous wind turned the candied haws black and exuded a foul smell.

After killing, Xu Qing looked coldly at Qing Qiu who was walking over. Although this woman had no good feelings in his heart, after all, the other party was executing a mission, so he spoke coldly.

"I won't snatch your military merits."

Amidst his words, Xu Qing turned and left, and Qing Qiu's voice also came with coldness at this moment.

"Who cares about this military merit!"

Following the echo of the voice, Qing Qiu walked over. Without paying attention to the departing Xu Qing, she arrived in front of the black-clothed person in a few steps.

The first thing was not to take the storage bag, but to step on the head of this corpse with one foot.

The bamboo skewer merely pierced through the skull, but beneath Qingqiu's foot, with a 'bang', the skull was crushed to pieces.

The sound came out, and Xu Qing, who had walked to the distance, also heard it and looked back.

Standing beside the corpse, Qingqiu seemed unsatisfied, raising his foot to continue stomping, one step after another, until he had completely pulverized the corpse.

Xu Qing was somewhat surprised by this brutal scene, guessing that this person must have offended Qing Qiu, and offended her very deeply, so he withdrew his gaze and left the capital, heading straight for the Sword Pavilion.

From beginning to end, Qing Qiu did not look at Xu Qing. At this moment, after stepping the black-clothed person's corpse into powder, she picked up the storage bag from the flesh and blood, staring at the meat paste on the ground, revealing disgust in her eyes.

"You also deserve to be called a child? Daring to defile these two words, I will make you die without a whole corpse!" Qing Qiu snorted coldly in her heart.

This wanted criminal was originally not her mission target, but ever since she saw the other party's nickname was "Child" in the wanted list, she had targeted this person and wanted to kill him.

In Qing Qiu's heart, the title of "Child" was incomparably sacred, representing beauty, so she did not allow anyone to defile it.

"Yes, yes, kill him, and die with him!" The evil ghost there, only after Xu Qing's figure could no longer be seen, dared to speak, clamoring in Qing Qiu's mind.

"Enough, have you investigated the matter I asked you to investigate!" Qing Qiu spoke coldly in her heart.

"Investigated. Four months later, that Sheng Lan tribe delegation coming here to buy cloud mica stones will most likely pass through the Heavenly Moon Canyon on their way back to their tribe. But that location is not very suitable for ambush and robbery. Are you sure you want to do this job?"

The evil ghost spoke rapidly.

Qing Qiu did not speak. In this moonlight, she turned and walked toward the distance.

"If you really want to do this job, I think we should be prepared to die with them. Although I have been waiting for this day for a long time, I think you still need to consider it more."

The evil ghost was somewhat hesitant.

"I need enough military merits to shorten my term of office. I must rob their goods to exchange for military merits!" Qing Qiu transmitted her heart's voice calmly.

"Is it worth it? Isn't it just three years? It's already been half a year now." The evil ghost sighed. It wanted to die together, but it didn't want to die with some ordinary goods.

"Actually, the most suitable one to die with is the Mad Dog..."

Qing Qiu automatically ignored some of the evil ghost's words and spoke indifferently.

"I can't wait for three years. I want to go to Nanhuangzhou within a year."

"Do you want to reconsider? Actually, three years is three years. It's already been so long, is it still missing these three years?" The evil ghost was still unwilling to give up and continued to persuade.

"No!"

"I have been feeling flustered recently. I always feel that Child Brother is about to face a life-and-death crisis in Nanhuangzhou. I can't wait."

"I now have the ability to protect him. I want to find him. I owe him a life!"

Qing Qiu, walking in the night, touched the small stone placed in her bosom, determination appearing in her eyes, walking further and further away.

And Xu Qing at this moment had already returned to the Sword Pavilion.

After sitting cross-legged, he took out the Prefect's jade slip and studied it carefully.

Time passed. When the sky was about to brighten, he raised his head, revealing contemplation in his eyes.

"Immortal puppets must be refined from living people, and they must be willing..."

He had read the contents of this jade slip completely many times and had also studied it carefully, having more understanding of the Near-Immortal tribe's immortal puppet production.

It was just that this was after all the top secret of the Near-Immortal tribe, so the Prefect could not have researched the true core.

But the content recorded in the jade slip was enough for Xu Qing.

"Whether it is the secret method, the transformation method, or the Near-Immortal Nine Refinements mentioned inside, these are actually not important... What is important is how the Near-Immortal tribe chooses tribesmen to become materials."

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, his mind appearing with the Near-Immortal tribes in the world prison.

"Is it possible that the three races' agreement to send back prisoners in ten years has other purposes and meanings for the Near-Immortal tribe? For example..."

"Refining the sent-back prisoners into immortal puppets?"

"And normally, prisoners experience multiple deaths in the world prison, which will lose all memories. In this way, to a certain extent, it satisfies the condition of being willing."

A glint flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. He thought of the matter ordered by the Prefect mentioned by Senior Ghost Hand three hundred years ago.

"The Prefect, in order not to affect the friendship with the Near-Immortal tribe, ordered to stop erasing the memories of Near-Immortal tribe prisoners? This matter..."

Xu Qing was lost in thought. This matter seemed to be the Prefect's kindness, but according to the information Xu Qing had mastered now, this was clearly the Prefect knowing the process of immortal puppet production, so he had this order.

But the wording was gentle, and everything was for the friendship between the two races, which made the Near-Immortal tribe have to acquiesce.

"For any matter, you cannot just look at the surface."

Xu Qing sighed in his heart. He had this feeling when he was at Seven Blood Pupils, and the Eight Sect Alliance was slightly better, and in this capital, this feeling was even stronger.

"Looking at it this way, I can find a way to leave something on those Near-Immortal tribe prisoners who are about to be sent back..."

Xu Qing pondered the feasibility of this matter.

Until the sky outside was bright, a gloomy glint appeared in Xu Qing's eyes. He got up and went to the Prison Division. He did not go to Ding One-Three-Two, nor did he go to Bing District. He first went to the ninth floor.

There, with his status and authority as a Bing District jailer, he checked the information of all the prisoners in Ding District and finally found clues from inside.

Not all Near-Immortal tribes were imprisoned in Bing District.

There were also Near-Immortal tribe prisoners in Ding District, numbering around three hundred.

And among them, seventeen were about to reach the ten-year deadline and would be sent back to the Near-Immortal tribe not long after.

"Among the forty-odd in Bing District, there must be some too."

"Although it is said that refining immortal puppets requires Nascent Soul cultivation, these imprisoned in Ding District don't have enough cultivation, but the final result is hard to say."

After checking the prisoner data, Xu Qing's eyes revealed contemplation, and he turned to leave. In Ding District Twenty-Seven, he found the jailer there and greeted him, initiating an interrogation.

Whether it was the authority possessed by a Bing District jailer or Xu Qing's fame in Ding District, this interrogation went very smoothly.

Thus, in a cell in District Twenty-Seven, under the guidance of the jailer of this district, he saw the Near-Immortal tribe he wanted to see.

The other party was middle-aged, his whole body was white, and even though he was in prison, he still gave people a sense of holiness. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged, and even if he noticed the jailer's arrival, his expression was as usual, carrying a kind of arrogance that permeated his bones.

"Xu Qing, this Near-Immortal tribe is handed over to you, but don't kill him..." The jailer of District Twenty-Seven had seen the blood pool of Ding One, so he reminded him.

Xu Qing nodded, cupped his fists and thanked him.

"You play." The jailer smiled and returned the salute, then turned and left.

Xu Qing turned his head, opened the door of the cage, and walked in. The moment he walked in, the Near-Immortal tribe raised his head, a touch of contempt in his eyes, looking at Xu Qing.

"You..."

The moment this Near-Immortal tribe opened his mouth, Xu Qing was expressionless and walked over in one step. He raised his right hand and slapped directly on the top of this Near-Immortal tribe's head. With one palm falling, his cultivation scattered, and the Near-Immortal tribe shook all over and spat out blood, and the whole person fainted directly.

Xu Qing did not like to talk nonsense, nor was he willing to talk more with this Near-Immortal tribe, so slapping the other party unconscious was naturally the most suitable.

At this moment, while the other party was unconscious, Xu Qing squatted down to study the body structure of the Near-Immortal tribe.

After careful investigation, he revealed contemplation in his eyes, while pondering how to take action, he also continued to study the Near-Immortal tribe, occasionally cutting a few knives to check the flesh and blood.

Time passed. Xu Qing was still analyzing when the Near-Immortal tribe's body shook. The continuous pain made him wake up somewhat. His eyes were just about to open, when Xu Qing spoke indifferently.

"The one you killed was my close friend!" After speaking, he slapped again.

With a "peng" sound, this Near-Immortal tribe, who hadn't had time to open his eyes, fainted again.

Just like that, time passed. In this Near-Immortal tribe's awakening twelve times due to severe pain, and being slapped unconscious every time, his emotions were incomparably indignant. Xu Qing finally finished studying his body.

At this moment, this Near-Immortal tribe was already covered in bruises.

"The best method is to let my strange substances exist in his body. This way it is the most hidden and will not be discovered. As for the little black bug... forget it, cannot look down on the Near-Immortal tribe."

"But the strange substances here should not be detected."

Xu Qing thought of this, raised his right hand and waved it. After the mist filled the air to cover the perception, the third palace in his body vibrated. This time, what scattered was not poison, but a trace of strange substances belonging to him.

This kind of strange substance could erode all things, and all existences eroded by it would take him as the source.

Carefully controlling this trace of strange substance, making it drill into the Near-Immortal tribe's body and lurk behind his kidney.

He did not choose the heart, because the Near-Immortal tribe had five hearts, and their recovery ability was very strong. Destroying four of them would not kill them.

But when Ghost Hand explained it during the secret training, he once said that the kidney was their fatal point.

Thus, after hiding his strange substances slowly behind this Near-Immortal tribe's kidney, Xu Qing dispersed the mist that covered his figure, turned and left, and went to the cell where the second Near-Immortal tribe was imprisoned.

After he left, the Near-Immortal tribe, who was covered in bruises and dying, woke up, revealing intense resentment in his expression, and even checked himself carefully. After determining that although the injuries were heavy, his life was not in danger, he gritted his teeth fiercely, revealing ferocity in his eyes.

He remembered the sentence the other party had said and knew that this person had come specifically to take revenge on himself.

"I have killed many people, which one is his close friend?"

"But none of that matters. I am due to be sent back to the clan soon. Once I get out, I will surely repay today's torture tenfold!"

While this Near-Immortal clan member felt intense resentment in his heart, Xu Qing followed the same procedure, performing the same operation on all the Near-Immortal clan members in other Ding Districts who were about to be deported.

Each time, he altered his appearance, and for each individual, he spoke words that were ambiguous yet fitting, based on the sins they had committed.

All of this was to prevent these Near-Immortal clan members from realizing that he had tampered with their bodies.

By keeping them from contacting each other and lacking information, he made them mistakenly believe it was a personal vendetta.

After finishing this, Xu Qing left the Ding District and went to the Bing District.

There were still two Near-Immortal clan members in the Bing District, but although Xu Qing could endure the descent of the small world's rules, his movements were difficult and not free, and his time was limited.

Therefore, he had to put those two Near-Immortal clan members aside for now.

For the time that followed, he devoted all his energy to adapting to the descent of the Bing District's small world rules, entering the small world time and again, enduring the excruciating pain of his body on the verge of collapse.

However, he could only last at most three hundred breaths, which was far from enough time for him to find the Near-Immortal clan members and implant his own malevolent Qi.

"I need to be able to endure at least two thousand breaths to barely be enough."

After Xu Qing made this judgment in his heart, he worked even harder.

Furthermore, during this period, every time he came on duty, he would bring a pot of wine for the Ghost Hand elder, as he knew the other party liked to drink.

After doing this many times, Xu Qing respectfully asked about the techniques for bearing the small world's rules while the elder was drinking; he believed there must be such techniques.

Ghost Hand didn't say anything at first, but after drinking Xu Qing's wine several times, his appreciation for Xu Qing grew, and he eventually spoke up to inform him.

Xu Qing listened very carefully, then tried it out within the small world, honing himself through repeated attempts and self-reflection.

Just like that, his progress was rapid, and the time he could endure the rule descent grew longer and longer. A month later, the time he could persist had increased from three hundred breaths to one thousand breaths.

During this process, a matter of moderate significance occurred within the Fenghai County.

Some Black Heaven clan cultivators appeared in Fenghai County, were secretly captured by experts dispatched by the Sword-Holding Palace, interrogated under torture, and finally secretly sent to the Bing District for suppression.

This matter was secretive and unknown to outsiders; Xu Qing only knew because he was a jailer in the Bing District.

On the day they were sent, it happened to be his shift. Just as he walked into the ninetieth floor, Xu Qing saw Ghost Hand and quite a few jailers from the First Boundary Prison handing over the prisoners.

This was his first time seeing the Black Heaven clan.

If the turning point that led to the human race's decline was the all-out war against the Yanyue Xuantian clan, then the Black Heaven clan were the assassins who, just as the human race had finally regained some vitality, seized the opportunity to viciously carve away half of the human race's territory.

The Sheng Lan clan also chose to become a vassal clan of the Black Heaven clan at that time.

Even from a historical perspective, the defection of the Great Duke of Sheng Lan back then seemed more like a chillingly calculated plot, though as time has passed, few people know the specific truth.

Xu Qing knew even less about this; all the history was introduced and told by the County Chancellor during the Sword-Holder secret training.

But Xu Qing knew that the Black Heaven clan disliked sunlight, so they had extinguished the sun that originally existed above them, causing it to fall.

Since then, the entire territory of the Black Heaven clan has only had a moon.