124: Real or Fake Young Master, I'm Not a Sniper 3

On the day of the banquet, Tianjian Square was packed with people and extraordinarily lively.

Qin Wuya and Luo Qingxue sat in the main seats, accepting congratulations from all sides with smiles on their faces.

Qin Lovable was also carried to the scene, lying on a specially made jade bed. Although his face was still pale, his eyes were full of pride.

The five brothers and five sisters shuttled among the guests, talking and laughing.

"Sect Master Qin is truly righteous. To save his foster son, he is even willing to sacrifice his own biological son."

A Sect Master flattered him.

Qin Wuya waved his hand:

"They are all my children, I don't distinguish between them."

Another family patriarch said to Luo Qingxue:

"The Saintess is highly virtuous and admirable. That Qin Jiuge being able to sacrifice himself to save his younger brother can be considered a worthy death."

Luo Qingxue smiled faintly:

"This is his fate."

The guests discussed in low voices:

"I heard that Qin Jiuge was a merchant in the Mortal world, reeking of copper. It's not a pity if he dies."

"Yes, although Qin Lovable is a foster son, he has been very popular in the Cultivation World over the years, and his cultivation has reached the Golden Core Stage. He's much better than the one who grew up in the Mortal world."

"Exactly, giving the Five Elements Heavenly Spiritual Root to that kind of person is truly a waste. It's better to use it to save Qin Lovable."

"But then again, using a biological son to save a foster son, this Sect Master Qin is truly ruthless enough."

"Shh, keep it down, do you want to die?"

In a corner of the crowd, the five sisters gathered together. Looking at this grand scene, their eyes were filled with jealousy.

The eldest sister Qin Mingyue whispered:

"Father and Mother are truly something, holding such a grand banquet for a dying person."

"When it was our birthdays, we never had such a display."

The second sister Qin Qingshuang sneered:

"He's about to die, so they're letting him satisfy his vanity before he goes."

"But a country bumpkin who grew up in the Mortal world, does he even deserve this kind of treatment?"

The third sister Qin Mengyao curled her lip:

"Just watch, once the banquet is over, he'll be headed for the Pill Furnace."

The fourth sister Qin Yuyan and the fifth sister Qin Yurou glanced at each other and didn't speak, but their eyes were also full of displeasure.

On the other side, the five brothers were also discussing.

The eldest, Qin Wushuang, frowned:

"The resources spent on this banquet are enough to cultivate ten Nascent Soul Cultivators. Father is too indulgent with that kid."

The second, Qin Wuhen, sneered:

"Anyway, he's about to die. Letting him enjoy himself one last time is fine, just consider it giving a dog a good meal before slaughtering it."

The third, Qin Wuque, said indifferently:

"I only hope the banquet ends quickly. Little Brother Lovable's injuries cannot be delayed any longer."

The fourth, Qin Wugou, and the fifth, Qin Wuchen, nodded in agreement.

Qin Lovable lay on the jade bed, looking at the grand scene, and he also felt uncomfortable in his heart.

This glory, attention, and resources should have belonged to him alone.

Now they had to be shared with a dying person, even if only temporarily, it made him feel unhappy.

"Lovable, what's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Luo Qingxue noticed Qin Lovable's expression and asked with concern.

Qin Lovable immediately put on a weak smile:

"No, Mother, I just feel that making Brother Jiuge sacrifice himself for me and even holding such a grand banquet is too wasteful..."

"Silly child, how is this a waste?"

Luo Qingxue said softly,

"Your life is the most precious thing."

Qin Lovable was proud in his heart, but on the surface, he still looked guilty.

Time passed minute by minute, but the protagonist of the banquet had yet to appear.

"Why hasn't Qin Jiuge arrived yet?"

Some guests began to grow impatient.

"He probably knows he's going to die and is hiding somewhere to cry."

Someone mocked.

Qin Wuya frowned and instructed the Disciple beside him:

"Go find Jiuge."

The Disciple left to follow the order but soon returned to report:

"Sect Master, the Young Lord is not at his residence. He can't be found anywhere."

Luo Qingxue's face darkened slightly:

"This child, where did he run off to at such a critical moment?"

Just then, on a mist-shrouded cliff in the distance, Qin Jiuge was sitting leisurely by the edge, fiddling with a strange, pitch-black weapon in his hand.

This weapon was about five feet long, with a peculiar shape, a long barrel, and a precise mechanical structure.

It was the Barrett—"Nameless."

Infinite ammo, infinite range, 100% Penetration, 100% Headshot Lock, Zero Recoil.

Qin Jiuge stroked the cold barrel, a pleasant smile appearing on his face.

He turned off the 100% Headshot Lock and Zero Recoil functions; he wanted to take this opportunity to practice his marksmanship.

Overlooking from the cliff, Tianjian Square was fully visible.

Although the distance was extremely far, a full hundred miles away, in the eyes of the Devil King Qin Jiuge, it was as clear as if it were right in front of him.

He could see the expressions on everyone's faces, hear their whispers, and feel the malice in their hearts.

"It's about time."

Qin Jiuge whispered, propping "Nameless" in front of him and pressing his eye to the scope.

At the same time, with a thought, an invisible Demon King Power quietly enveloped the entire Tianjian Square.

Space was completely locked down. No one could enter or leave, any means of communication would fail, and no escape techniques could be used.

This was a perfect death arena, and the hundred thousand guests in the square were all lambs to be slaughtered.

Qin Jiuge adjusted his breathing and locked his first target onto the family patriarch who had mocked him for "reeking of copper."

"I am not a sniper god..."

He said softly,

And then he pulled the trigger... On Tianjian Square, that family patriarch was holding a cup of spiritual wine, chatting and laughing with others:

"If you ask me, that Qin Jiuge is quite sensible, knowing he doesn't deserve this Spiritual Root and offering it up voluntarily..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

"Bang!"

A dull roar came from far away. Immediately after, the family patriarch's head exploded like a watermelon, splashing red and white matter all over the people around him.

A deathly silence.

Then, screams erupted.

"Enemy attack!"

"There's an assassin!"

"Protect the Sect Master!"

The scene instantly became chaotic. Cultivators one after another summoned their Magic Treasures and deployed protective spiritual lights, looking around vigilantly.

Qin Wuya stood up abruptly, the pressure of the Soul Transformation Stage exploding out:

"Which scoundrel dares to behave wildly in my Divine Sword Sect!"

However, no one responded.

Only a second gunshot.

"Bang!"

A large hole exploded in the chest of another Sect Elder who had mocked Qin Jiuge earlier. The huge impact sent him flying, knocking over a banquet table.

"Over there!"

An Elder from the Holy Radiance Holy Land pointed toward the distant cliff,

"The attack is coming from a hundred miles away!"

Everyone looked toward the cliff, but they could only see a blurry black dot.

Launching an attack from a hundred miles away and still being able to kill precisely? What kind of method was this?

Before they could figure it out, a third gunshot rang out.

"Bang!"

This time it was a Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect who had just whispered, "It's not a pity if Qin Jiuge dies."

The bullet pierced through his protective spiritual light and directly shattered his Dantian. He fell to the ground screaming, his cultivation completely destroyed.

Panic began to spread.

Qin Wuya roared:

"Activate the Sect Protection Formation!"

However, the Elder responsible for controlling the Formation turned pale:

"Sect Master... the Formation... the Formation has failed! The entire square has been locked down by some kind of power, we can't get out!"

"What?!"

Luo Qingxue's face also changed.

At this time, the fourth, fifth, and sixth gunshots came one after another.

Every shot precisely hit its target, and every shot took a life.

Without exception, the deceased were all people who had spoken rudely to or harbored malice toward Qin Jiuge.

"It's Qin Jiuge!"

Qin Lovable suddenly started screaming,

"It's Brother Jiuge! He's on the cliff! I see him clearly!"

Everyone looked toward the cliff. This time, they strained their eyesight and finally caught a glimpse of a figure by the cliff's edge, along with that strange black weapon.

"Impossible!"

Qin Wushuang couldn't believe it,

"Precision killing from a hundred miles away, what kind of Magic Treasure is that?!"

"And he's clearly just a Mortal, where did he get this kind of power?"

Qin Mingyue also exclaimed.

Qin Wuya's face was ashen. He flew into the air, trying to rush out of the square.

But when he reached the edge, he was bounced back by an invisible barrier.

His full-strength strike was enough to split mountains and crack rocks, yet it didn't even cause a ripple on that barrier.

"This... this is a Spatial Lockdown!"

A well-traveled Holy Land Elder said in horror,

"And it's a complete Spatial Lockdown that only a powerhouse at least in the Tribulation Crossing Stage can perform!"

Tribulation Crossing Stage? Qin Jiuge?

Everyone felt it was absurd, but the facts before them were indisputable.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot. This time the target was a female Disciple of the Holy Radiance Holy Land who had mocked Qin Jiuge as a "country bumpkin."

The bullet didn't take her life; it only shot through her shoulder, causing her to fall to the ground screaming.

"He's playing with us!"

Qin Qingshuang screamed,

"He's torturing us!"

Yes, everyone could see it now.

Qin Jiuge was in no hurry to kill everyone. Instead, like a cat playing with a mouse, he took them out one by one, sometimes fatally, sometimes just crippling them.

He was enjoying this hunt.

"Jiuge! Stop!"

Qin Wuya roared toward the cliff,

"I am your father!"

On the cliff, Qin Jiuge watched Qin Wuya's exasperated face through the scope, a cold sneer curling his lips.

Father? You're not worthy.

He turned the barrel and aimed at... Luo Qingxue beside Qin Wuya.

"Bang!"

The bullet whistled through the air, but just as it was about to hit Luo Qingxue, Qin Wuya reacted in time and slashed out with his sword.

"Clang!"

Amidst the sound of clashing metal, the bullet was deflected, but Qin Wuya was also forced back several steps, his palm splitting open and blood flowing.

This was intentional by Qin Jiuge; he had specifically reduced the bullet's power.

Qin Wuya looked at the sword in his hand in horror. A shallow dent had actually appeared on the blade.

This was a top-grade Spiritual Artifact!

"This attack... is enough to threaten a Soul Transformation Cultivator!"

Qin Wuya's voice trembled.

The square became even more chaotic as Cultivators used various means to try to defend themselves or hide.

Some propped up shields, some used escape techniques, and some hid behind buildings.

But it was all in vain.

Qin Jiuge's bullets had a 100% Penetration attribute; any defense was like paper before them.

Space was locked down, and escape techniques were useless.

And his marksmanship was incredibly precise; even with the headshot lock function turned off, he could still hit any target he wanted.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out continuously, and with every shot, someone fell.

Sometimes a head exploded, sometimes limbs were severed, and sometimes a Dantian was shattered.

Death and screams became the main theme of the banquet.

Qin Lovable lay on the jade bed, shivering.

He suddenly understood what Qin Jiuge meant by "the scenery there must be very beautiful"—overlooking from there, the entire Tianjian Square was the best hunting ground.

"Brother Jiuge! I was wrong! Spare me!"

Qin Lovable suddenly started crying out,

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

His cries caught Qin Jiuge's attention.

In the scope, Qin Lovable's face, distorted with fear, was clearly visible.

Qin Jiuge thought for a moment and didn't kill him directly, but instead aimed at the roots between his legs.

"Bang!"

The bullet shattered Qin Lovable's manhood and also broke the jade bed. Qin Lovable fell heavily to the ground, breaking several ribs and screaming in agony.

"Lovable!"

Luo Qingxue exclaimed, wanting to rush over, but as soon as she took a step, a bullet hit the ground in front of her feet, blasting a deep hole.

The warning was clear.

"Jiuge! What on earth do you want?!"

Qin Wuya roared.

On the cliff, Qin Jiuge finally spoke.

His voice, amplified by magic power, spread clearly throughout the square:

"What do I want? I'm celebrating my birthday."

"Didn't you hold a grand birthday banquet for me?"

"I have to have some entertainment, don't I?"