Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 110 - 110 109 Why Didn't You Take Me With You When You Surrendered_1

110: Chapter 109 Why Didn’t You Take Me With You When You Surrendered_1 110: Chapter 109 Why Didn’t You Take Me With You When You Surrendered_1 Looking at the Golden Palace Space.

Ge Hong pointed with his halberd and shouted, “Sword, come!”

But no sword appeared, for he had no mana, thus it was impossible for him to summon a flying sword.

Instead, he reached into the Golden Palace Space, pulled out a Stone Sword, and slashed at the one-armed Stepping Sky.

The introductory swordsmanship of Qingyuan Gate, Qingyuan’s Stepping Song, was known to Su He.

Initially, at the Elder Ge’s small courtyard, he practiced and secretly learned it from a black-clothed person.

Although it was just an ordinary introductory sword skill of Qingyuan Gate, when Ge Hong used it, it was no longer just a mere sword move.

This sword was meant to open the heavens and earth, to cut off everything.

Mountains, rivers, water, sky…

Even the sun and the moon paled in an instant.

As the sword slashed out, the blade vanished in an instant, then reappeared as if piercing from the void, the middle-aged man with one arm screamed in agony.

A sword thrust out from where his empty arm was, and blood splattered everywhere.

An arm was severed out of thin air.

Today, as Qingyuan was being destroyed, he was forcibly conscripted while practicing alchemy, leaving only one arm in his cave dwelling to control the Pill Medicine.

As the Pill Medicine was at a critical juncture in its refinement, Ge Hong noticed his distraction and instantly slashed out a Reverse Cut Root, truly reducing him to a one-armed man.

In the midst of his stunned confusion, Su He saw a hand flying towards him, with a Pill Medicine pinched between its two fingers, the fragrance of which wafted all around.

Instinctively, he condensed a water hand and grabbed the Pill Medicine.

It was only after he had grabbed it that he realized the hand was sticking to the Pill Medicine and refused to let go.

Ge Hong laughed heartily from below, “Good!

Worthy of a Divine God Beast, indeed quite courageous.

You want his hand?

A drop of blood from the Stepping Sky Realm is a priceless treasure!

But his will resides in that hand; you won’t be able to subdue it.”

Ge Hong guffawed as his two Stone Hands suddenly slapped towards the severed hand.

A panicked and furious shout came from the one-armed middle-aged man: “Thief, how dare you!”

Ge Hong’s hand slapped down, shattering the man’s intention: “I’m busy fighting your real body, what’s there for me not to dare?”

“Hahahaha!” Ge Hong laughed loudly, grabbing Su He and tossing him down to the Mountain Soul Battlefield, “Turtle Kid, go back to your own battlefield; this place isn’t suitable for you anymore!”

Having severed a Stepping Sky hand, they had no means to seal it; if they weren’t careful, the man could retrieve it.

Better to throw it into the Mountain Soul Battlefield.

It’s like a seal there; the man had no means to enter the Metamorphosis Realm Warzone where the Dragon Turtle resided.

Severing his hand did much more damage than if Turtle Kid refined his hair.

This move was a sure gain.

Su He was dumbfounded.

“I can’t fly!” He screamed as he smashed against the barrier of the Mountain Soul Battlefield and then uncontrollably fell into the second layer of the warzone.

The second layer started halfway up the mountain at twenty zhang and extended up to forty or fifty zhang.

Thrown by the Boundary Strength, the fall wasn’t fast, but when Su He’s massive figure hit the ground, it still caused a thunderous noise and dust billowed all around.

In the midst of chaos, he saw four unfamiliar Cultivators dressed in non-Qingyuan attire up ahead.

Enemies!

The four exchanged glances and simultaneously lunged with their knives at Su He’s neck, only for their moves to suddenly change mid-air.

One to the left, one to the right, one above, and one below, they simultaneously directed their strikes at a huge redwood tree beside them.

With a muffled sound, a fiery red figure leaped down from the tree, carrying a cannon barrel and with Beast Tooth Bullets slung over the shoulder.

As she landed and rolled away, she turned back and fired a shot.

Boom!

The redwood tree where she had concealed herself exploded into pieces, but the four men leapt out of the way in time.

Si Ze!

A legendary woman known throughout Qingyuan Gate.

She emerged with a look of resentment, glancing at Su He.

She had been well concealed and could have awaited a close approach for a surprise attack, but with Su He’s sudden descent from the sky, the wind disturbed the leaves and gave her position away.

Su He blinked, utterly confused.

Cultivators hiding and relying on disguises?

Do you think Divine Sense is for decoration?

These four were clearly trapping you!

“Be careful, those are the four brothers of the Tianqiong Door Li Family, East, South, West, North, masters of combined attack strategies,” Si Ze whispered.

Four Offering Bone Realm, Metamorphosis Realm Fifth Step, equivalent to a Five-star Exotic Beast.

Shouldn’t they be easy to kill?

Su He questioned.

It wasn’t difficult to fight them even before his Intention Orifice was opened.

East, South, West, North exchanged glances, instantly understanding each other’s thoughts.

Although the Dragon Turtle was at a lower realm than us, it looked like trouble.

The three of us tied it up in combat.

Si Ze from Qingyuan Gate wasn’t good at close combat, so Big Brother rushed her first, took her down immediately, and then came back so four of us could fight the Dragon Turtle together.

Today’s the day we strike it rich!

Divine God Beast bones and blood are worth a fortune!

“Divide!” Big Brother shouted explosively and charged at Si Ze in an instant.

The other three burst out simultaneously, each wielding a nine-ring saber and slashing towards Su He.

Born of the same mother, the four brothers coordinated seamlessly.

Si Ze’s expression turned stern as she carried a cannon barrel and charged at Su He.

How could she possibly let herself be separated, hiding behind the Dragon Turtle and firing her cannon complacently?

“Hold up, hold up!” the eldest brother intervened with his sword.

“Where do you think you’re going, Fairy Si?

Come play with us!” His tone was frivolous, but there was a serious expression on his face.

Si Ze was renowned; even within Qingyuan Gate’s Offering Bone Realm, she was unique, especially for her invention of the Beast Tooth Bullet, inscribed with Talisman Runes—a true genius.

Luckily, she wasn’t skilled in close combat.

Big Brother swung his sword, forcing Si Ze to retreat continuously.

In a moment, they had crossed a hill and vanished into the woods.

The other three looked at Su He, their faces wearing cruel smiles: “Qingyuan Gate falls today.

Why don’t you just be a good girl and become our brother’s mount…”

“Roar!”

With a mighty roar, the three of them suddenly fell to the ground, eyes rolling back in their heads.

Three water hands converged, grabbed the ankles of the three men, and swung them round and round, slamming them against the ground wildly.

The intense pain jolted the three back to consciousness.

In an instant, they realized the gap between them.

“Grandpa, spare our lives!”

While still being dangled in the air, the three begged for mercy and fell to the ground once more, sincerely kneeling.

Boom!

A loud bang followed, and Si Ze emerged from the forest, cursing and carrying the blood-soaked Big Brother in her hands.

Still struggling, the eldest brother said, “I, I made a mistake, but once my three brothers kill the Dragon Turtle, they will come to kill you.

I advise you to just let me go…”

It was then that he saw his three brothers, covered in fresh blood, kneeling before Su He.

His face filled with shock: “You surrender without calling me?”

Si Ze laughed heartily as she returned near the redwood tree, retrieved her Little Golden Pagoda, flipped it over to capture him inside, and then turned her gaze towards Su He’s spoils of war, her eyes brimming with light.

Su He’s water hand casually tossed the three men over.

A dead enemy is not a good enemy—if they can’t provide True Yuan to the Golden Pagoda, they’re useless.

In fact, before reaching the seventh step of Gathering Origin in Transcendence, cultivators don’t possess True Yuan, but the Little Golden Pagoda isn’t picky; it accepts True Blood, Qi Blood, and even the essence of life.

At this moment, the Mountain Soul Boundary was a scene of fierce fighting everywhere.

Those left outside the Mountain Soul Battlefield were only Feng Yi Ju and Luo Ruging with the butler, who hadn’t entered the East Cloud Boundary yet.

Luo Ruging looked pale, especially after Su He took the one-armed middle-aged man into the boundary with her.

He looked at Feng Yi Ju: “The Big Ming King Demon Statue is just an external object.

Qingyuan Gate merely shows temporary bravery.

Today, if we break the statue, what will Master Feng do?

Will he sacrifice another eight Demonic Peak cultivators to control it?

What if it’s broken again?

Does Qingyuan Gate still have eight Demonic Peak cultivators to spare?”

This was the sadness of small sects.

If it were Xuan Tian Gate, any one of its twenty-three branches could bring out hundreds of Demonic Peak cultivators to control the demon statues—of course, Xuan Tian Gate wouldn’t waste disciples like that; there are reasons they don’t have Stepping Sky cultivators.

Why sacrifice the lives of disciples for something so absurd?

Above the Nine Heavens, nine Stepping Sky Realm cultivators were entangled by the Big Ming King Demon Statue, and the situation inside the boundary didn’t look optimistic.

Qingyuan Gate had hidden its strength too deeply.

No-Phase Sword Sect, the deceased Demonic cultivators, along with each branch’s heads, and former Elders—the number already surpassed those Luo Ruging had brought from the Demon Realm.

As for the Demonic cultivators from the various sects of East Cloud Mountain…

better left unsaid!

The butler looked at Feng Yi Ju, bearing an order from the Hall Master: “Qingyuan Gate can be spared, but Feng Yi Ju must be killed.”

The Hall Master was indeed wise.

He had long seen that this young man was extraordinary.

“Master Feng, why resist stubbornly?

If you come with me to Xuan Tian and admit your guilt, Qingyuan Gate can be spared!” His voice was slow as if he was genuinely trying to persuade.

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