Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 115 - 115 114 Opening Apertures_1

115: Chapter 114: Opening Apertures_1 115: Chapter 114: Opening Apertures_1 As Su He reached the True Blood Realm and began to condense True Blood, seldom did ordinary beasts appear around him.

Even mosquitoes kept their distance.

The aura of a Divine God Beast would unconsciously be emitted.

Has this White Monkey gone mad?

Su He raised his paw and pressed it down on the monkey — in comparison to the truck-sized Su He, this little monkey was far too small.

Underneath his paw there was no sign of vitality; the White Monkey wasn’t a real living creature, but a special existence formed by the Xuanqing Temple Training Field.

Su He applied a bit more force.

Pfft.

The White Monkey dissolved into a stream of spirit Qi.

With a gentle inhalation, the spirit Qi entered his belly, instantly increasing the speed of his Spiritual Power circulation by a third.

“Warm jade?”

With a puzzled tone, Su He felt that spirit Qi from the White Monkey gave him the sensation of warm jade.

No, that wasn’t it, it was quite different; it seemed someone tried to replicate and imitate warm jade but had not succeeded, at best it was a semi-finished product.

It might have taken the wrong path; the feeling was dissimilar to that of warm jade, on the contrary, there was a complementary sensation.

Su He’s eyes lit up; he took out a piece of warm jade and swallowed it.

Moments later, within his Turtle Shell, a bursting sound rang out as a Melting Point was forcibly opened.

Indeed, the speed of awakening the Melting Points had significantly increased!

One piece of warm jade and a cluster of White Monkey spirit Qi, perfectly opened up a Melting Point.

Looking around, Su He no longer saw any trace of the White Monkey but the mountain gate at the end of the trail to Xuanqing Temple had become a few shades more transparent.

Was the White Monkey a checkpoint on the path of the trial, and absorbing it had reduced the chances of entering the mountain gate?

Su He was indifferent; he had no intention of joining the Xuanqing Temple anyway.

Amid surging waves beneath him, he continued up the mountain, and moments later, a green-faced wild boar with fierce tusks leaped out — this was certainly demonic, no normal pig walked upright and carried a rake.

Its fierce appearance had quite the resemblance to the Second Brother, but its Tao Cultivation was limited and it couldn’t withstand a single Divine God Might shout from Su He.

The Pig Demon Spirit Qi combined with the warm jade, successfully opening up two Melting Points.

The mountain gate atop the mountain became a further three shades more illusory, now resembling stained glass.

Su He continued his ascent.

A wild Taoist, wielding an Immortal Sword, attacked Su He.

Melting Points x3

Su He traversed this mountain path for about an hour and successfully opened six Melting Points.

He gained substantially.

However, the mountain gate had now become completely transparent and was nearly invisible unless looked at closely.

At the foot of the mountain gate, an old Taoist was sitting on the ground.

He flicked his horsetail whisk and said, “Patron, please turn back.

Of the three parts of the Cultivation Technique, patron hasn’t comprehended a single one.

Xuanqing Temple is not suitable for patron.”

So those three checkpoints were the three parts of the Cultivation Technique?

Is this checkpoint testing one’s perception?

Walking around the old Taoist a few times, Su He found no breath or sign of life; this old Taoist wasn’t a real person either.

Su He’s eyes shone, unleashing a Divine God Might toward the old Taoist, who then exploded with a burst of spirit light in his eyes.

The whisk struck the Dragon Head, and the External Appearance of Turtle Mountain shimmered, as if the Dragon Head were coated with wax.

There was not a single scratch.

Su He looked up and bit the horsetail whisk, which turned into a rush of spirit Qi upon entering his mouth.

A die landed atop Su He’s head, spinning whimsically.

Two dots.

The spirit Qi in his mouth suddenly increased.

There were no dice for the previous White Monkey, Pig Demon, or the wild Taoist, which meant those were benefits granted by Xuanqing Temple to those undergoing the trial, whereas this old Taoist wasn’t, and Su He had forcefully snatched it from Xuanqing Temple.

That spirit Qi was infinitely purer than any of the previous ones.

It was also multiple times harder to absorb.

Su He retreated and returned to the mountain path of the trial, and the old Taoist no longer pursued him.

Two more hours passed, and another acupoint was opened.

When considering only the efficiency of opening acupoints, the qi from the horsetail whisk was not as good as that of the wild hermit, but aside from blasting open the acupoints, it also nourished the ones that had already been opened.

The effect was countless times better.

Su He closed his eyes and looked inward, where the “Bright Mirror” floated above the Sea of Consciousness.

Status: Perfect

Boundary Status: Intention Orifice

Dragon Turtle True Blood: 89.8%

Melting Point: 376

Offering Bones: 3%

Inner House: 5%

Su He knew of a total of four hundred and twenty-nine turtle-related acupoints, and he was about to blast all of them open.

Before he began cultivating, he too thought that the so-called boundary status was about completing one level and then moving on to the next.

It was only after he started cultivating that he realized, unless it was a special boundary status, where was there such a clear division of labor?

Just as when a person exercises, training for speed, one’s constitution and endurance naturally improve simultaneously.

Having condensed True Blood, the bones throughout his body would naturally be affected by the True Blood and make progress.

When bones, blood, and flesh all over the body transformed into 100%, he should be able to advance to a Divine God Beast Dragon Turtle.

Open up all of the body’s acupoints first!

Melting Point meant to permeate through flesh and bone, and upon completing Melting Point, the advancement speed of bones and Inner House would increase exponentially.

In just two or three years, one could transform into a Divine God Beast Dragon Turtle.

Su He once again looked at the old Daoist in front of the mountain gate.

Rising upon the waves, the old Daoist condensed another horsetail whisk, and with a flick said, “Benefactor, please turn back.

You haven’t grasped even one of the three cultivation techniques; Xuanqing Temple isn’t suitable for you.”

This old Daoist had no memory and could only react mechanically.

Su He circled around him twice before taking a bite.

The old Daoist turned around again, and a whisk struck Su He’s Dragon Head, always using the same combat technique.

This time, Su He didn’t bite the horsetail whisk but bit off the old Daoist’s arm instead, grabbed the arm with the whisk, and turned to run away.

The old Daoist chased him to the mountain path’s entrance and then stopped.

Standing in place with vacant eyes, qi wriggled at his shoulder, and another arm grew out, condensing a horsetail whisk.

The dice fell.

Three portions of qi were absorbed, and two acupoints were blasted open.

Su He opened his eyes to find that the sky had turned completely dark.

Looking up, he could not see the stars, only the Sword Light flying at the upper levels and the flash of magic skills.

The battles in the Spirit Awakening and Gathering Origin Boundary Statuses above were still not over, and he could no longer see the battles involving Demonic transformations further up.

The barriers of the Mountain Soul Battlezone had become even thicker, and Su He could no longer see through them.

However, there now appeared a film-like water curtain on both sides of the training field’s mountain path, the qi consumed by the old Daoist at the gate seemingly split into separate trials barriers that were now visible.

Through the thin film, he could faintly see a Qingyuan Gate female disciple next door being beaten helpless by a Fairy Crane.

Su He’s Dragon Head pressed against the film, and pushed forward as if he were pressing against a layer of cling film.

Two small protruding horns forcefully pushed against it, and the film tore open instantly, allowing Su He to collide into the female disciple’s trial mountain path.

With a beat of its wings, the Fairy Crane unleashed a wild wind.

The female disciple immediately lost her balance and crashed into Su He’s Shell.

Shocked, she looked back and found herself eye to eye with Su He.

Her eyes brightened, “Uncle Dragon Turtle!”

Then, somewhat frustrated, she said, “This trial is too difficult.

I had a hard enough time defeating a milu deer, and then a Fairy Crane appeared.

There’s no way to beat it.”

Uncle Dragon Turtle should be able to pass the trial quite easily, right?

After all, Dragon Turtle’s combat power had become deeply ingrained in people’s hearts throughout the day.

Let alone those of the same boundary status, even those cultivators who had begun Offering Bones had no power to resist in front of Dragon Turtle.

Su He pinned the Fairy Crane to the ground with one claw and said to the female disciple, “The trial isn’t about defeating the mountain-guardian beasts; each beast represents a cultivation technique, learn from it!”

The female disciple was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she saw Dragon Turtle riding the waves, slapping away a Green Snake with one slap, already rushing under the mountain gate.

It was the same old Daoist who spoke the same words.

Su He did not waste time talking, bit off one of the old Daoist’s legs, and then retreated in an instant.

Sure enough, as the old Daoist’s leg regenerated, the thin films on both sides became visible again.

But it seemed the female disciple in the trial could not see them.

Not all eyes are the same.