Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 102 - 102 101 Space Extra for Alliance Hierarch Philanthropist888_1

102: Chapter 101: Space (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Philanthropist888)_1 102: Chapter 101: Space (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Philanthropist888)_1 “Let’s go!” Yinchan called out.

“Where to?”

“After dealing with the trouble from Qingyuan Gate, we’re going to experience a hundred lifetimes!” She ran forward, barefoot, her voice clear and bell-like, “I want to be an actress for one life, a prostitute for another.”

Chi Yang’s face paled, and he chased after her like a madman.

The mountain thief who came to deliver roasted meat was met head-on and knocked over the platter, staring in astonishment as two figures dashed away: “Boss, where are you going?”

“I’m going to flatten the theaters and brothels of the Mystery Huang World.

I won’t allow this place to poison the people!” Chi Yang gritted his teeth in anger.

The mountain thief’s face turned ashen.

Flatten the theaters and brothels—why would the boss betray all men and commit such a crazed act?

“Boss, don’t do it!” A hoarse and desperate shout rose in the desert.

In the Prison Ghost Space of Qingyuan Gate, Su He slowly opened her eyes, unable to draw breath.

The stone statue seemed to suddenly resist, and she couldn’t absorb anything from it.

By now, the shadow of External Phase Mountain had completely solidified.

Su He no longer needed to actively manifest it, or passively protect her master.

The shape was still that of Turtle Mountain, only now there was an additional stele.

The stele had been compressed quite a bit and no longer looked like a gravestone.

It resembled the Boundary Stones and Name Steles of External Phase Turtle Mountain.

A close look revealed the words “Bright Mirror” engraved on it.

The bird’s nest atop Turtle Mountain was still there, much to Feng Yaya’s delight.

She was currently kicking her feet, sitting inside the nest filled with Spirit Fruit.

Looking towards the entrance of the space, Su He saw that people had been entering one after another since about five or six hours ago.

Feng Yi Ju, Elder Ge, and Qiao Changlun were among them, as well as five or six other Elders.

Su He didn’t recognize them.

On the day of her initiation, the No-Phase Sword Sect attacked before she had been introduced to the sect’s elders and fellow disciples.

Su He wanted to approach, but Feng Yaya was very resistant.

From tens of miles away, Elder Ge waved a chicken leg at her, while Feng Yi Ju looked at the Turtle Mountain re-forming on her back with a strange expression.

At the moment, the group was split into two, with two spherical objects floating above them—Mu Tung and Fire Velvet’s Cave Worlds.

One was desolate as if dead, the other was bursting with flames like a world of fire.

The Elders, with the Little Golden Pagoda above their heads, were sizing up the Prison Ghost Space.

Being senior elders of the sect, they naturally knew of this place.

However, previously without the Little Golden Pagoda, they only cautiously came to inspect it before hastily departing.

“Has the Sect Leader confirmed that the Xuan Tian Gate can control this space?” Elder An asked with furrowed brows.

The Sect Leader had somehow captured two Greater Powers from the Xuan Tian Gate who were of the Stepping Sky Realm, and now, he wanted to use their Cave Worlds to refine this Prison Ghost Space.

For now, they had only begun refining the two Cave Worlds.

If they were willing to cede territory and pay reparations, the Sect Leader could personally go to the Xuan Tian Gate to beg for forgiveness, resolving the feud—at least superficially.

If they really merged the two worlds into the solidified Prison Ghost Space, it would be a deadly feud to the death.

Feng Yi Ju glanced at her coolly, “Three hundred years ago, the destruction of the Taibai Temple was related to this Prison Ghost Space.

Xuan Tian Gate’s means of monitoring the Prison Ghost Space lie under the collapsed city ahead, trapped by me with a Formation and a magical illusion.

Elder An, if you’re inclined, you can check for yourself.”

In truth, without Feng Yi Ju’s emphasis, the weather-beaten ruins of the collapsed city were clearly of Taibai Temple’s style.

Presumably, the Taibai Temple used every means possible to deal with this space, didn’t they?

Elder An was merely seeking confirmation out of unease.

After all, she was a new mother, with all the worries that come with it.

“Wasn’t the destruction of Taibai Temple related to the Divine God Beast?” Qiao Changlun asked.

They did not know the specifics.

At the time of Taibai Temple’s demise, Qingyuan Gate was in a precarious state, and they were serving as head of the sect, guarding the gate, while Feng Yi Ju, then the first senior brother of the sect, was the one exploring the Taibai Temple.

Feng Yi Ju nodded, “If only for the Prison Ghost, it wouldn’t have been the end of Taibai Temple.

Taibai Temple’s Divine God Beast is also related to the Xuan Tian Gate.

This was personally stated by Master Zhishang of the Taibai Temple.”

Taibai Temple was very powerful, more so than today’s Qingyuan Gate by one notch.

When Taibai Temple perished, there were three Stepping Sky Realm masters within.

Moreover, despite never expanding its influence outwardly, Taibai Temple always propagated Buddhist Law, and many sects in East Cloud Mountain sincerely submitted to them, already showing signs of unifying East Cloud.

How could Xuan Tian Gate sit idly by?

With the Divine God Beast related to Xuan Tian Gate, Elder Ge glanced at his mouth, “So when the Dragon Turtle appeared, the first thing you thought of was to set up restrictions?”

Feng Yi Ju nodded and then let out a bitter laugh.

From non-existence to its current state, No-Phase Sword Sect had consumed much of his attention, especially this last sixty years where his mind lingered there more often, inevitably leading to moments of oversight.

This was not about controlling an avatar, not an external incarnation, not simply splitting his focus.

The existence of Chi・Feng Yi Ju・Yang was even more mysterious.

Elder Ge snorted.

“Honorable elders, let’s begin!” Feng Yi Ju did not wish to continue the topic and said with a heavy voice.

Two groups of elders, four in each group, surrounded a Cave World and simultaneously unleashed Talisman Runes and Spell Decisions.

The two worlds suddenly expanded, filling the entire Prison Ghost Space in an instant.

Worlds of fire, desolation, and Prison Ghost Space overlaid each other, reflecting each other’s brilliance.

By Su He and Feng Yaya’s side, Elder Ge’s voice rang out, “Don’t blink, observe for yourself.

This is the Cave World of the Stepping Sky Realm.

Even if you don’t understand it, watch carefully.

Even if the aura and laws within are unbearable and blind you, keep watching!”

This dragon and this person, both were extraordinary beings.

Watching now would bring no gains, but in the future, when they step into the Stepping Sky to seek Opening The Heaven, recalling today’s events, they would surely benefit.

Not only the two of them, but all seven elders were at the limit of Demonic transformation, earnestly pursuing a breakthrough to forge their own Cave Heaven worlds.

This refinement ritual was sure to offer gains.

Afterward, with seclusion and absorption, it was conceivable they might break through to the Stepping Sky Realm.

Forty-nine Qingyuan Array Flags fluttered in the sky, with the Sect Leader Seal suppressing the center.

The three worlds shattered and congealed, then broke and reformed again.

The seven elders stared unblinkingly at the space.

Su He couldn’t understand and only felt dizzy, turning to look at Feng Yaya.

The little girl’s eyes turned red from watching, the pain unbearable.

She covered her eyes, wept for a moment, then returned to normal, and resumed watching.

With only three years of Spirit Wisdom, Feng Yaya couldn’t be simply treated as a three-year-old child.

Inside Xuan Tian Gate, a beam of Sword Light shot toward the residence of the Hall Master.

The Hall Master frowned slightly; his mountain forbade divine skills and magical techniques, and even other Hall Masters or chiefs would have to walk up the mountain if they arrived.

Only his own grandchildren would dare to storm in so openly—his sons wouldn’t.

Luo Ruging landed from the Sword Light, looking tense.

Without waiting for the Hall Master’s reprimand, he shouted, “Grandfather, Qingyuan Gate’s Prison Ghost Space has gone out of control!”

The eyes of the Hall Master focused slightly, “Tell me more.”

“The True Yuan Gold Tower of Qingyuan Gate, though shattered, was under the control of the Foreign Affairs Hall, but just now all towers lost connection.

Xuan Tian Gate’s traces left within were erased.

As soon as I found out, I immediately went to the Sect Leader Hall to check the Prison Ghost Space, and indeed, the space beneath Qingyuan had broken apart.

Our control orb also shattered.”

The Hall Master, rocking in his lounge chair, flicked his fingers on the armrest, “Try contacting Longkui.”

The butler appeared behind him, “Reporting to the master, we’ve already made contact.

Longkui has not entered the Profound Realm, but we’ve reached his Soul Beast.

Longkui reports an anomaly but states it’s still under control.”

Luo Ruging blinked, his grandfather sent Uncle Kui to East Cloud Mountain too?

He internally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he heard the Hall Master say, “It seems we’ve lost control, and even Longkui is in trouble.

Check if the restrictions in Prison Ghost Space are still intact.

If they are, release all the Prison Ghosts immediately.”

“Order Exorcism Hall to move into East Cloud and destroy Qingyuan!”