The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1291 - 1286: The Terrifying Witch

When Qin Hao returned to the valley, the Monkey King was waiting inside the Shuilian Cave.

Additionally, many monkeys and their offspring were waiting below.

Sitting at the primary seat were the Monkey King and Ah Sang, with Xinmu gnawing on an Immortal Peach beside them.

Everything was familiar, except for the fact that there was one more person on the Monkey King’s throne.

This person was sitting at the main seat, and yet the ever-proud Monkey King had no objection.

Because the person sitting there was the true ruler of the forest, and the Immortal who granted intelligence to the Monkey King.

The Monkey King called him the Saint Master, whereas humans referred to him as "Witch."

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

As soon as Qin Hao appeared, the Monkey King excitedly came over, took his hand, brought him to the main seat, and began gesticulating "chirp chirp chirp."

Qin Hao smiled wryly: "Brother Monkey, do you want to introduce this gentleman to me?"

"Chirp chirp!"

The Monkey King nodded excitedly.

Qin Hao laughed and said, "No need for an introduction, this Lord Witch is my senior uncle, and he taught me many alchemy techniques. He’s practically a mentor to me."

At these words, the Monkey King was stunned.

And under the mask of the Witch in the main seat, his eyes hardly showed a trace of a smile: "You’ve done quite well."

Such rare praise meant that nothing on this road could escape his eyes.

"Just doing my duty, I hope Brother Wu won’t mind."

Qin Hao said earnestly.

"A bit."

The Witch’s voice was very calm, with no detectable emotion: "They are all traitors, each having a reason to die; you should not have been so merciful."

It seemed the Witch had some opinions about Qin Hao sparing most of them.

Qin Hao smiled bitterly: "Killing a few heartless enemies is one thing, but asking me to slaughter everyone on the island? I truly can’t do it. Sorry."

He waved his hand: "So, I could only gather them all so that the power of life and death would be in your hands, Witch."

The Witch’s eyes grew cold: "You think I won’t kill them?"

"No, I think you will. So it’s only fitting for you, Uncle, to do so. After all, I’m just a coward, aren’t I?"

Qin Hao slightly mocked himself.

The Witch fell silent for a moment and then shifted the topic: "Your idea to use the Elephant King came unexpectedly to me."

"Everything has a weak point, including that elephant brat of yours."

Qin Hao humbly smiled: "However, I prefer to win people over, rather than using forceful methods, so I let the elephant brat go."

As they continued chatting, someone approached from outside the Shuilian Cave; it was Vini Jones.

Upon reaching the main seat and seeing the Witch, she was full of doubt, then quickly whispered something into Qin Hao’s ear.

Qin Hao nodded after listening, and addressed the Witch: "Uncle, everyone on the island has gathered outside the valley."

Standing up from the main seat, the Witch casually tossed something to Qin Hao and walked toward the cave’s entrance with such a firm stride.

Qin Hao received the item, opened his palm, and saw it was a white Elixir, entirely transparent and free of impurities. Without the fragrance it exuded, one might have mistaken it for a piece of white jade.

"Immortal Pill!"

In an instant, Qin Hao recognized what the Elixir was, and he was both delighted and astonished.

This tiny thing was the dream of many.

If not for this item, many experts wouldn’t have risked coming to the island.

Yet, such a miraculous object was casually tossed out by the Witch.

Indeed, one cannot compare to the wealthy and powerful!

Qin Hao wanted to consume the Elixir but just happened to see the Witch’s silhouette disappear at the cave entrance, leaving him no choice but to suppress his desire and said to everyone: "Let’s go out and see how Uncle deals with the others!"

Thus, everyone exited the Shuilian Cave and came to the outside of the valley.

Qiao Silang’s efficiency was indeed impressive.

Now, there truly stood many people outside the valley, representing the core strength of the island.

The Witch stood at the forefront of the crowd, and due to his odd attire, many cast their gaze upon him.

Qiao Silang stood at the forefront of the crowd, and upon seeing Qin Hao and others appear, he was overjoyed and said to those beside him: "You see! I really wasn’t lying to you! That demon elephant is really gone! Qin Hao doesn’t intend to kill us!"

Hearing this, the others felt relieved, their expressions eased considerably.

Previously, Qiao Silang had confidently claimed that Qin Hao had spared him and hurriedly gathered everyone to discuss leaving the island.

Everyone thought Qiao Silang was crazy.

However, after Qiao Silang’s persistent effort, people were eventually convinced.

Qin Hao intentionally cleared his throat and said: "Whether you live or die is not up to me, but rather to my Uncle!"

Uncle?

This was Qin Hao’s Uncle?

Everyone looked at the Witch, their eyes full of doubt.

At this moment, the Witch finally spoke, his voice icy: "Originally, I intended to kill every single one of you."

With these words, everyone felt a chill, experiencing what was truly called overwhelming murderous intent.

They understood that the black-robed man before them was not one to make empty threats.

He was absolutely someone who would follow through!

The Witch continued: "However, seeing how useless you all are, I’ve changed my mind. Killing you would just be a waste of my time. Instead, it’s better to let you live on this island, doing menial work like beasts..."

With these words, the calm was shattered, and everyone began to discuss loudly.

"Useless? I like that label! I’m a useless person now! Just as long as I don’t have to die!"

"Calling me useless is fine! But making me a dog on this island? That’s too much!"

"Yeah! We obviously bear no grudges against you, yet you’re so harsh! Wearing a black robe doesn’t make you great!"

Arrogant people indeed existed; before the Witch appeared, many were not afraid of him.

"Noisy."

The Witch became slightly annoyed by the discussions, raised a hand, and lightly pointed.

A tiny green light shot from his finger, embedding itself into the forehead of a loose cultivator.

Chh!

The loose cultivator fell backward, and as his body hit the ground, it burst into flames, incinerating into black ash in less than half a second.

"What!"

Those nearby were utterly dumbfounded, momentarily thinking they were hallucinating, but the sensation of ash hitting their faces was all too real.

Immediately, everyone’s hearts trembled violently, their expressions filled with dread.

A single green light had vaporized someone into black ash.

What kind of terrifying method was this?

Was this black-robed person even human?

At this moment, no one dared to utter any disrespectful words.

Everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, fearing to provoke the black-robed man’s displeasure.

They finally understood that this black-robed man’s methods were beyond imagination, something humans couldn’t resist!

"Now, I’ve told you to stay on the island as dogs. Does anyone still object?"

The Witch’s voice rang out again, with no response, no one dared to protest.

It was a joke; those present weren’t fools.

In the face of life and freedom, the latter is obviously insignificant.