Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 147 - 147 019 Dragon Tortoise Tomb Parts One and Two Combined_2

147: Chapter 019: Dragon Tortoise Tomb (Parts One and Two Combined)_2 147: Chapter 019: Dragon Tortoise Tomb (Parts One and Two Combined)_2 Feng Yaya pouted, not liking this place.

The toad pulled out a smoking pipe from his pocket and took two puffs, “Given that the Dragon Turtle’s divine charm is to be dispersed in this realm, what should we do with this egg?”

The aura of the Dragon Turtle on this egg was mixed, although very faint, it indeed existed.

Su He tapped the stone egg with a claw, “Is that how the Giant Turtle you raised came about?”

The toad nodded, “Sometimes, new eggs are abandoned, not completely dead yet, and I collect them.”

Su He keenly grasped the key words, abandoned, alive!

Just as he was about to ask, a space rift appeared with a crack of a whip, and a tree behind the rift waved, pushing seven or eight stone eggs through the rift.

The branches then retracted, and the rift healed.

“Nah!” The toad pointed with his smoking pipe to where the rift had appeared, “Just like that.”

“What place is that?” Su He asked.

The presence behind that rift felt repulsive.

Leave this place!

For some reason, seeing that space rift and the branches stirred a sense of unease, “Let’s go!”

Leave this place first, then talk.

“Alright!” Feng Yaya’s eyes brightened, always feeling that staying here could lead to trouble.

Su He turned and walked away.

The toad only felt that he was making a fuss over nothing, but he followed closely, not slow in his steps.

“No need to worry, I’ve been here for thousands of years.

I’ve seen that branch no less than three thousand times, if not two thousand nine hundred.

We can’t get in, and the branches can’t come out either.”

If he could have gone in, he would have explored long ago.

Trapped for thousands of years, there was obviously something unusual, yet he frustratingly couldn’t get in.

He was a Soul Beast, not afraid of dying.

But at that moment, another crisp sound rang out, a space rift opened directly in front of Su He, and the branches behind the rift were still in the motion of whipping.

Before the branches could react,

With a roar from Su He, Divine God Might already slammed up.

Waves surged beneath him as he pounced directly into the sea.

Even the toad, accustomed to seeing rifts, sensed something wrong, leapt up, pressing a hand on Su He’s Shell, ready to teleport away with him.

Just as the light flared, a mass of branches surged out from the rift, instantly entwining Su He, yanking backward—without pulling him.

Augmenting the weight of a thousand weigh, Su He suppressed himself onto the ground with water beads on his back.

Divine Skills are lifeless, but the turtle is alive, and a thousand weigh isn’t just for attacking.

The branches couldn’t pull him, but instead dragged the space rift closer, and like an open maw, swallowed all three of them.

The rift closed in an instant.

The scenery before them transformed, all around was dim, the air moist and decayed.

Towering locust trees swayed without wind, their leaves clashing with a rustling sound, as if they were grinding teeth, or perhaps ghostly laughing.

“Eh~ha ha~”

“Eh~ha ha~”

Sounds like these echoed from all directions.

“There!” Feng Yaya suddenly pointed at a large locust tree ahead.

On the trunk of that locust tree was a human face, laughing in a sinister manner.

“Caught!

Caught!” the face shrieked with excitement.

A flash of light passed, and the toad’s skill finally activated, teleporting Su He and Feng Yaya away in an instant, reappearing mid-air and then falling, crashing right onto the face tree.

Crack-crack!

Su He’s armor crushed its way down from the treetops, breaking the entire large tree inch by inch.

The face on the tree was instantly filled with terror.

“Ya—mhm—”

The scream hadn’t fully come out before it was crushed.

The whole tree exploded with a bang into a sky full of wood chips, some silver filaments flashing amongst them.

Wood chips enveloped everything like fog, emitting a teeth-grinding sound from the External Phase Turtle Mountain.

“Yaa!” Feng Yaya shouted as blisters appeared on her skin, and within them, tree buds poked out.

The wood chips fell onto her arms, attempting to root and sprout.

But as soon as they broke through the skin and touched Feng Yaya’s blood, they turned into black smoke and dissipated in an instant.

The rest of the wood chips quickly distanced themselves from Feng Yaya—this little girl was poisonous!

A jade pendant around Feng Yaya’s waist exploded, forming a thin membrane that enveloped her, protecting her layers within.

This was a method left by Su Huanian, automatically protecting her upon sensing danger—when struck by a Thunder monkey’s blow, it didn’t even activate!

It was unclear if the Thunder monkey was too weak to harm Feng Yaya, or if these wood chips were too peculiar.

The toad immediately went into a semi-illusory state.

As the wood chips flew by, they left him unscathed.

Beneath Su He, waves of water condensed, rushing out of the fog formed by the wood chips.

The wood chips that encountered his water let out a scream and were instantly turned to black fog and ashes.

Afraid of water?

With a swipe of Su He’s claw, rain fell from the sky above the wood chips.

All the wood chips screamed as they turned to ashes.

Only a few clumps on Feng Yaya’s arms were still jumping, trying to burrow in but unable to break through the membrane formed by the jade pendant.

Su He flicked a water bead, and the wood shavings dispersed.

Rain poured down from above.

Su He couldn’t call upon the wind and summon rain; he merely condensed a water ball, which exploded mid-air.

The neighboring locust trees, screaming, pulled out their roots and fled, flailing their branches along the way, black smoke billowing from them continuously.

They crossed streams and walked through ponds, not fearing those waters but specifically fearing the rainwater Su He had condensed.

This turtle is poisonous!

In a short time, not a single locust tree remained in the vicinity.

“Are they afraid of your water?” the Toad solidified again.

“No!” Su He shook his head.

At least the tree that dragged them in wasn’t afraid.

Back then, there were also waves beneath Su He, but the branches had directly pierced through the water and bound them.

“What is this place?” Su He looked around, puzzled.

He was asking the Toad.

Even if the Toad had never been here, having lived for thousands of years, it must have seen a lot and been knowledgeable.

The Toad shook its head.

Su He slowly backed away.

On the ground, a silver-white line quivered, leaping like a small snake trying to pounce on him.

It was as thin as a grain of rice and composed of gas.

This was the silver glow inside the locust tree that burst open, intermittently visible.

The locust tree was very strange, but this silver line gave Su He a very intimate feeling.

Dragon Turtle Qi emanated from the silver line.

Very familiar.

It was extremely similar to the essence exuded by the Giant Turtle’s Turtle Bead.

But at this time and place, even if it was a material dropped from killing a monster, Su He wouldn’t let it wrap around him.

Yet this line of Qi seemed to recognize him, following wherever Su He went, curling around him whenever he stopped.

The Thunderbird struck down; the Qi dissipated and then reconvened, even more condensed than before.

“Hit it!” Su He said.

Feng Yaya and the Toad looked doubtfully at Su He, who had been acting weirdly since a moment ago, ducking and dodging on the ground, even using electric attacks—was he hit by something?

They could not see it!

Su He immediately confirmed.

A thousand-weigh droplets fell, passing through the Qi and pitting the ground.

It was of no use.

Su He shouted with Divine God Might, his voice reaching far and wide.

However, the Qi followed the sound waves of Divine God Might, whooshing onto his body and entering through his mouth.

Upon entry, it instantly turned into a streak of coolness that moisturized everything in its path.

This feeling was so familiar!

He was sure now, this Qi definitely had something to do with the Giant Turtle and that already deceased Dragon Turtle!

Only she could grasp Divine God Might.

“Protector!” Su He called out urgently.

The Toad was taken aback, but Feng Yaya had already jumped onto Su He’s Shell, digging out two rings from her little pocket and slipping them on.

The rings emitted a fierce Sword Qi.

She hardly used the backups her mother prepared for her, but it wasn’t that she didn’t have any.

Even for someone in the Stepping Sky Realm, as long as they were brave enough to stand still and let her hit them, she could inflict severe injuries!

Su He immediately closed his eyes and looked inwardly, his consciousness diving straight into the Sea of Consciousness, mobilizing all his Spiritual Power to surge towards the Bright Mirror.

To check the instant change in his body.

The Sea of Consciousness inside the Intention Orifice churned.

Divine Sense depleted.

The Bright Mirror didn’t just consume Spiritual Power; it consumed more of Divine Sense.

About half a quarter hour passed, and the attributes appeared in the Bright Mirror.

Status: Weak (+3)

Attributes not shown meant there was no change.

Did one streak of Qi causing Weak +3 make him weaker or relieve him?

Su He carefully pondered this.

It was healing him.

This streak of Qi was helping him recover his body.

Deep within the Locust Tree Forest, an inconspicuous half-withered small locust tree pulled its roots out of the earth, dancing with excitement uncontrollably.

“Haha!

It absorbed it, it absorbed it!” He laughed joyously, ecstatically, but gradually it turned into heart-wrenching sobs as he lay on the ground and wept, his branches like arms beating the soil.

That damned Dragon Turtle, even in death, had sealed him here, right in this Locust Tree Forest.

Almost six thousand years had passed…

no matter what, he couldn’t escape.

This Little Dragon Turtle could absorb her Qi, it must be her descendant.

That was great, truly great.

He could finally leave…

He had seen Dragon Turtles before.

Three thousand years ago, this Toad even brought a Dragon Turtle with it, but that Dragon Turtle had a mixed Bloodline and couldn’t even sense the Qi of the Dragon Turtle in the stone eggs—simply a waste!

He, a member of the Spirit Clan Royal Family, was sealed by a Dragon Turtle long deceased, in a Locust Tree Forest, for six thousand years—if it had been a living Dragon Turtle’s Sealing, he would have accepted it.

He would kneel and beg for mercy, endure any killing, any scraping.

But that Dragon Turtle was dying, unable to make a sound in its final moments, and with just a look, it sealed him here.

This feeling of frustration…

Who the hell wasn’t a Stepping Sky?!