Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 125 - 125 124 Door of Three Lives_1

125: Chapter 124 Door of Three Lives_1 125: Chapter 124 Door of Three Lives_1 “Even a turtle cultivates the sword, and I shall wield a sword qi.”

Su He could not utter a word.

Looking at him, Su Huanian said, “The illusion has shattered, could you go out and look after Ya Ya?

Do not part from her, follow the elders…

and be wary of Feng Yi Ju.”

It would be best to leave Qingyuan quietly, but being of the Dragon Turtle Realm, his level was too low to deceive Feng Yi Ju.

Going out would be more dangerous.

It would be better to stay within the sect, where there are people everywhere, and even they would have to be somewhat concerned about him.

Su He suddenly felt awkward.

This was the real Su Huanian; the illusion of Su Huanian knew nothing about Ya Ya or Feng Yi Ju.

“Be careful of the Scholar; he controls the Mountain Soul and will definitely be able to sense my presence,” Su Huanian’s voice came again, followed by the collapsing illusion rushing toward Su He like an explosion.

His vision went white, and when it restored, he found himself within the Xuanqing Temple.

Ahead was the Xuanqing Temple Memorial Hall, having passed two trials one would become a disciple of Xuanqing, the first step being to pay respects to the founding master.

Su He nodded and gave his respects, “Please forgive my boldness, elders.

The first trial, I faced was to kill and advance, the second was purely accidental.

I already have a master, please excuse my departure.”

He turned and left the Xuanqing Temple.

On the top level combat zone, Qingcheng Taoist was hopping mad, “What the heck!

They look down on our Xuanqing Temple?”

Everyone rolled their eyes at him simultaneously.

This was a turtle with a mentor; if it really wanted to join Xuanqing Temple, would you take it?

Pfft!

He actually would, as he had even asked Elder Ge earlier if the turtle was for sale.

Elder Ge and Qinghe Taoist exchanged glances, both seeing the odd look in each other’s eyes.

They entered the illusion intending to help Su He cut off his emotional entanglement.

Little did they know the actual person came over, and instead of cutting off his feelings, they were there to help Su He meld his feelings…

Nothing went according to their plan.

What could they do?

The leopards were helpless too.

Having left the Taoist temple, Su He saw that the trial field had disappeared at some point, and the Xuanqing Temple’s Mountain Protection Array had been activated, likely by a predecessor controlling it.

Ahead, Qingyuan disciples were pursuing disciples of the East Cloud Sects.

Feng Yaya was at the forefront, wailing as her little fists raised a gale wind.

A few Qingyuan Gate disciples followed behind; whenever Feng Yaya toppled someone, someone would rush forward to knock the person into the Golden Pagoda.

Remembering Su Huanian’s instructions, Su He hurried towards Feng Yaya but at that moment, he felt a spike in danger.

It was like the feeling from two years ago when as a grass turtle he was targeted by a crocodile; his divine sense and animal instincts issued a warning simultaneously.

Su He suddenly turned around, looking in the direction the sense of crisis was emanating from.

It was the Mountain Soul Battlezone barriers; the person watching him was on the first level.

The sense of danger disappeared in an instant.

The Scholar!

The East Cloud Mountain Soul Altar was on the very bottom level, and if Su Huanian said the Scholar controlled the Mountain Soul, then it could only be him!

The Scholar was the disciple of Elder Qiao Changlun, a close friend of his master.

‘Scholar’ was not merely a descriptive name, his actual name was Shu Sheng (Book Birth).

On the first level of the battlezone, the Scholar slowly shifted his gaze away from Su He.

Worthy of being of the Dragon Turtle Realm, such sharp spiritual awareness.

Just for a moment, Su Huanian’s intention had exploded over the Dragon-Turtle body – most likely, the previous time it had also originated from it.

When the first incarnation of Su Huanian’s intention appeared, the Scholar did not notice it immediately, and afterwards stopped cultivating, putting all his effort into searching.

Indeed, not long after, another intention dissipated over the Dragon Turtle’s body.

Su Huanian’s relationship with the Sect Leader senior brother was already lukewarm, and now, because of Feng Yaya, it had completely broken.

Once their marriage bond went up in smoke, they were no longer husband and wife.

If she returns, she might even fight with the Sect Leader senior brother.

Unfortunately, contact with the Hechuan Clan was suddenly lost, she couldn’t possibly have broken the formation and escaped, could she?

The Sect Leader senior brother was hoping that the Hechuan Clan’s formation could trap her for three months.

Presumably, with three months’ time, senior brother should be able to replenish Feng Yaya’s origin—at least to the extent that Su Huanian wouldn’t notice.

Like sneaking in the past without letting Su Huanian realize.

But now everything has been disrupted by that Turtle.

This Turtle has been close to Feng Yaya and Su Huanian since its initiation, and now it will probably stand on the opposing side of the Sect Leader senior brother.

When the time comes, how will the lives and origins of the Big Ming King Demon Statue senior brothers be replenished?

Without the sustenance of life and origin, they’ll likely be devoured by the demon statues before long.

A loud boom interrupted the scholar’s train of thought.

Looking up past the Mountain Soul Battlezone, he saw the battlefield of the Stepping Sky Realm, where Feng Yi Ju raised his hand to point, and three Xuan Tian Gate Stepping Skies exploded with a bang.

Three Cave World Realms were forcibly stripped away.

Butler Wu’s complexion turned pitch-black in an instant.

Since the battle began, he had been wary of Feng Yi Ju, who also seemed to sit suspended in the air, suppressing his injuries, appearing as though he couldn’t care less.

Butler Wu was convinced without a doubt, as he personally cast the curse mark on Feng Yi Ju and was all too aware of its formidable power.

At the same level, it was already a demon-like feat for Feng Yi Ju to survive without being killed and reborn, much less to hold on.

To think he had a hidden move left, still able to make a move!

Feng Yi Ju struck successfully and soared into the air.

The curse marks on his body wriggled towards his fingers like tadpoles and were directed by him into one of the freshly stripped Cave World Realms with a point of his finger.

The pressure on the seven Big Ming King Demon Statues sharply decreased.

“Retreat!” An intention flashed through Butler Wu’s mind, and the Xuan Tian Gate Stepping Sky retreated tens of miles in an instant.

“Master Feng’s sudden strike is indeed not something this old servant can withstand.

However, Master Feng seems to have forgotten that the three Stepping Skies you killed belong to Xuan Tian Gate,” said Butler Wu, gazing faintly at Feng Yi Ju.

A mere servant like me cannot harm you, but there will certainly be a master behind the scenes who will make a move.

From the moment Feng Yi Ju entered the Three-fold Stepping Sky Realm, he knew that control of the situation had been lost.

How could he not report to the higher-ups?

The true experts of Xuan Tian Gate should be arriving soon.

Feng Yi Ju’s face showed no trace of worry, and he replied with an elegant smile, “Thank you for the reminder, Butler Wu.”

Sects always value gains and losses.

As long as Xuan Tian Gate is convinced that the investment in East Cloud Mountain is not worth the loss, they naturally won’t come again.

In comparison, women are more difficult to deal with.

For instance, Su Huanian—she would never give up Feng Yaya over mere profits.

When she returns, she won’t let matters rest easily.

Feng Yi Ju took a step forward, his figure already appearing within Qingyuan Gate, right above Tinghai Lake Island of Longevity.

He stomped his foot, and the earth-shaking altar arose, carrying him straight up to the Nine Heavens.

Butler Wu, not understanding, thought—gathering merits through prayers to heaven and earth?

How many merits are needed to protect a Three-fold Stepping Sky?

Then he saw Feng Yi Ju produce an unknown token and place it upon the altar.

With a solemn expression, he loudly proclaimed, “The heavens above bear witness, today the Sealed Emperor Great World invades our Mystery Huang, demons wreak havoc in East Cloud, I now present the Mystery Yellow Order, requesting the battlefield to be opened.”

In an instant, the wind and clouds transformed, and massive heavenly might spread out from the altar, sweeping over East Cloud and detecting cluster after cluster of demons.

A memorial archway slowly took shape on East Cloud Mountain.

Butler Wu suddenly looked up, fear flashing in his eyes: “Feng Yi Ju, you dare!”

The Mystery Huang World and the Sealed Emperor Great World have been mortal enemies since ancient times—not only are the cultivators of both worlds at odds, but the origins of the two worlds are also incompatible like fire and water!

The battlefield mentioned by Feng Yi Ju is a special space, akin to a world on its own.

It cannot be reached from any place except by Mystery Huang World and Sealed Emperor Great World, both of which can open a passage on their own.

To make an analogy, it’s like there’s a yard between two houses, surrounded by walls that outsiders can’t enter, and only these two houses have direct access to the yard.

This yard is the battlefield for the inhabitants of both houses.

Feng Yi Ju is now chiseling open the house door!