Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'-Chapter 275 - 265 Life-Taking Rabbit Hero

Chapter 275: Chapter 265: Life-Taking Rabbit Hero

Chapter 275 -265: Life-Taking Rabbit Hero

Old Eighth didn’t say another word and just pulled out a suona. Seeing this, Yi Zheng immediately had a bad feeling.

Looking again at Old Ninth, the guy was clearing his throat and appeared to be thinking of some grievance, his eyes red.

Then Old Eighth took a deep breath and blew the suona.

In that moment, Yi Zheng almost jumped out of the sedan chair. He felt a chilling yin energy, a cold air coursing up from the ground, boring straight into his bones.

He even felt like something was blowing on the back of his neck…

Yi Zheng was familiar with the tune too, only he had never heard it with drums accompanying, only the suona playing it.

It was indeed the earth-shaking—Funeral March!

Thinking again about the sedan chair he was sitting in, being rectangular, red, with carved flowers and patterns on it…

Yi Zheng cursed in his heart, “Mom, isn’t this just a coffin standing upright!”

Then he heard the big boss shout, “Old Ninth, play something too! Why are you spacing out?”

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When Yi Zheng heard that and was about to stop him, he then heard Old Ninth, tearing up, bursting into a loud cry: “Dad… your departure was so tragic! The young send off the old…”

Yi Zheng touched his own white fur, his face darkening. He patted a carrot directly on Old Ninth’s face: “Shut up!”

Old Ninth looked utterly wronged. He tried to argue that he didn’t want to sing, but everyone insisted on his joining, and sure enough, there was trouble.

Yi Zheng looked at Old Eighth and the others and waved his hand, “I suddenly feel like I’m still young. Let’s switch to a happier tune.”

Old Eighth said, “Mr. Rabbit Hero, didn’t you want to keep it down-to-earth?”

“I said down-to-earth, not Hell-Hearth! Grandma’s, you almost blew me away! You still have the cheek to speak? Change the tune!”

Yi Zheng felt utterly weary…

The tune was changed, and although it was still a bit off, overall, it was much better than before.

Thus, the group went up the mountain, playing various instruments and singing.

When Luotian resurrected again, he was in a critically injured state, his attributes deflated, feeling his miserable condition, he cursed, “Damn…”

Then a voice next to him asked, “Damn what?”

“Damn…” Luotian was about to answer when he suddenly woke up in shock, his forehead breaking out in cold sweat, slowly turning to look and saw a chubby rabbit munching on a carrot and smiling at him.

Luotian immediately changed his tune, “Damn me, how could I make a move against you? ”

After saying that, Luotian knelt down, kowtowed, and shouted, “Hero, I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong.”

As for the leader of a group of bandits and robbers, Yi Zheng had no illusions about his spine.

He didn’t expect any loyalty from him; such people, given a chance, would stab him in the back, just as they did just now. But, if there was no chance, they surely could be useful as a good dog.

Yi Zheng sat in the Big House Master’s chair, legs crossed, eating a carrot and said, “Alright, stop kowtowing now, come here, I want to ask you something.”

Luotian asked respectfully, “What is it, sir? I will withhold nothing and tell you everything I know.”

Yi Zheng nodded, “Very good, tell me, what exactly is this third-tier region.”

Luotian earnestly explained to Yi Zheng that this place was not just a simple third-tier region, but a very complicated one. Here, there were third-tier, fourth-tier, and even fifth-tier powerhouses.

Even if they were all bandits and robbers here, their strength differed.

There was no fixed regional division; everything was random. Those you thought were weak could be strong, and those you thought were strong could be weak.

This place was closer to reality.

Also, the strength of the major sects was unfathomable, far beyond what bandits and robbers could compare to.

The more famous the sect, the stronger its power, with third-tier, fourth-tier, and fifth-tier masters all present, with terrifying strength.

Yet even more terrifying were the hidden sects and some unorthodox hidden mission NPCs who might be legendary beings. Completing their tasks could lead to an inheritance, whereby even pigs could fly.

What troubled Yi Zheng the most was that this area truly lacked substantive wild monsters.

If Yi Zheng wanted to hunt wild monsters or NPCs to gain skills, he either had to attack other sects or target bandit leaders like Luotian. And such bandit leaders usually didn’t have very good cultivation techniques.

Attacking a sect was simply too unrealistic.

Although Yi Zheng considered his strength to be not too bad, going against a sect with fifth-tier, or even possibly sixth-tier presence, was simply asking for trouble.

However, the thing that intrigued Yi Zheng the most was the sect setting; he actually saw reflections of every martial arts novel he read as a child, only their energy levels were clearly elevated from low martial to high martial status.

This piqued Yi Zheng’s curiosity about this world even more, so he took the nine brothers and left Xiaoluo Mountain in their sedan chair.

He planned to visit those legendary sects one by one, to fulfill his martial arts dream.

Meanwhile, he would also annihilate those weaker bandit nests and evil villages along the way, collecting some cultivation techniques to use as material for fusion cultivation techniques.

Thus, a legend gradually spread throughout the land.

According to the legend, there was a mysterious master dressed in a black robe, wearing rabbit ears, and sporting a silver mask, sitting in a red coffin-like sedan chair.

Lions led the way in front, with a funeral march following behind.

According to the legend, he would visit various major entrances during the day but never enter, just standing in front of them, silently observing from afar, exuding an aloof and cold demeanor.

In legend, whenever the funeral song echoed outside the homes of bandits, evil villages, and tyrannical landlords, it signified that he had come to claim lives.

For three months, his footsteps had traversed the vast expanse from the south to the north of the great river, killing countless villains and slaughtering numerous bandit strongholds along the way.

In legend, he had once broken through eighteen mountain heads in a single night and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of bandits, turning the rivers red with blood…

In legend, no one had ever seen his true face.

In legend, he claimed to be a Confucian Disciple, but someone traveled thousands of miles to the foot of Mount Tai to ask the Confucians; they stated that they had no such disciple.

Thus, people believed that this identity must be fake.

Therefore, in Jianghu, people unanimously bestowed upon him a recognized title: Life-Taking Rabbit Hero.

While people in Jianghu were terrified, Yi Zheng was laughing ecstatically, having drawn a total of twenty Cultivation Techniques in three months!

Although the levels of these techniques were not high, they involved Qinggong, Inner Strength, Outer Skills, and techniques from Confucian, Tao, and Demon Sects!

It could be said that he had dabbled extensively.

Along the way, he also robbed and collected quite a few pieces of third-tier Equipment, enough to arm his Sect to the teeth, greatly remedying the deficiencies in his Sect’s foundation.

However, Yi Zheng only targeted minor bandits and robbers; those Sects containing powerful figures from the Demon Sect, Yi Zheng did not even dare to take a second look at them. Thus, the items he robbed were not of high quality…

But for players at present, these items were definitely treasures!

“I’ve robbed about enough, although there are still many more places to loot, I fucking miss home!” said Yi Zheng, gazing at the distant mountains and sighing.

Then, turning around, he waved his hand, and the nine-member funeral procession began singing and carrying the palanquin towards the direction of Newbie Village Number 1.

The distance was not a short one. Without a couple of months, he simply could not reach it.

Yi Zheng was not in a rush, just in time to fuse the Resentment Value collected during this period with the Skills he gathered.

…

Meanwhile, in the Vermilion Bird Region, Southern Vermilion Bird District, Underground City, inside a meeting room.

Twelve Beast Players sat together, led by a man with a snake’s head.

The snake-headed man said, “Qiu He, haven’t you opened the passage to the surface yet? You’re really dragging this out! Other regions have already made it through; only we are still lagging behind.”

An old woman with an owl’s head said ominously, “Qiu He, you used to brag every day about being the first to open the passage to the surface. Look, it’s been overdue for two months now! If you can’t do it, then stop bragging!”

Upon hearing this, Qiu He raised his eyebrows and glared, “I’m not capable? Our digging speed has been seen by all! The location was chosen by everyone, and I managed to dig through within the agreed time. But who knew someone would place a lid over it, now it’s not opened, and you blame me?

Night Cat, if you think I’m incapable, why don’t you try digging?”

Night Cat scoffed, just about to reply.

The snake-headed man slammed his hand on the table, “Enough with the noise! Listen up, in three months, we’ll launch a full-scale attack on the human players! Qiu He, I don’t care by what means, but somehow, you must open the passage to the human world within these three months!”

Qiu He exclaimed in surprise, “In three months? Wasn’t it supposed to be a year from now? No, now it’s ten months.”

The snake-headed man said, “A year later? That was just a smokescreen for the humans. If they believe that, we can catch them completely off guard.”

Qiu He sneered, “To deal with those trash, do we need to think so much? Let me open the passage, and we can just swarm up and kill them in seconds.”

A man with a fox’s head said, “Exactly, according to intelligence, the average level of human players is only around twenty, with the highest being only twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Meanwhile, just in the Vermilion Bird Region, we have ten thousand people who have stepped into the third tier and reached level 31!

There are countless more above level twenty!

Whether in terms of quantity, quality, or equipment, we crush them by several streets.

If possible, we can strike now and force the humans back to their Newbie Village, never to dare come out again!”

“Exactly! Qiu He, you’re too slow! Can’t you be faster? I can hardly wait to go up and kill!”

“Me too, damn, our ancestors were hunted by humans back in the day, now we finally have a chance to fight back, yet we’re stuck here because of the passage, it’s frustrating.”

“Kill, kill, kill!”

At that moment, the crowd was fervently excited, all eyes turned towards Qiu He.

Qiu He slapped the table and shouted, “Stop yelling! Digging every day, my fingernails are all split. We are already digging with all our might. If you want to speed it up, then come and help!”

Immediately everyone shut up, looking at each other.

“Fox brother, did you eat this morning?”

“I did, you?”

“I did too…”

“Toad, how about you? What have you been busy with? Haven’t seen you for a while.”

“I’ve been cultivating in seclusion, haha… How about you?”

“Me too…”

Watching this untrustworthy bunch, Qiu He was speechless.

Old Snake then spoke up, “Qiu He, can you sort it in three months?”

Qiu He said, “Originally we had already reached the surface, but who knew a lid would fall down. That lid is quite thick; we’ve dug over a thousand meters deep and still not broken through it. But based on my experience, the lid won’t be too thick… after all, no matter how powerful human players are, they can’t possibly move a mountain to crush us, right?”