Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 163 - 163 027 Ya Ya Do you want to be my daddy

163: Chapter 027 Ya Ya: Do you want to be my daddy?

_2 163: Chapter 027 Ya Ya: Do you want to be my daddy?

_2 However, the time for the Heavenly Tribulation should be approaching.

Even without the help of the White Jade Turtle Shell, if I continue to grow wildly, my blood, flesh, and bones will reach their limit within a few months at most, and I’ll be forced to face the Tribulation.

The Mermaid Ritual Chief let out a sigh of relief, her face visibly relaxing.

The Dragon Turtle’s pride prevents it from lying; if it says it won’t rush into the tribulation, then it definitely won’t.

She pondered for a moment and then said, “As for information, before the Sovereign Divine God faces the tribulation, it might be worth joining the various Profound Realms.

In those realms, there are cultivators from all over the world, even from other major worlds.

Perhaps one of them might know a way to repair the Origin.”

The Sovereign Divine God has a soul beast that’s a stubborn toad which should be able to enter various Profound Realms.

Qing knew she had misunderstood and chuckled, shaking his head, “The toad is not my soul beast.”

Moreover, the toad probably hadn’t joined any Profound Realm; otherwise, it could enter a Profound Realm at any time and wouldn’t need to be trapped in the Dragon Turtle Mini-world.

I see.

The Mermaid Ritual Chief nodded, summoning a bamboo raft to fly everyone back to the Big Swamp.

Their business on the Island Among The Clouds had concluded, and they naturally wouldn’t want to disturb the Divine God’s rest.

Even the sacrifice was extremely simple – two red carps and two bottles of vintage wine were offered in a straightforward tribute on the Divine God’s Gifted Land.

Mermaid rituals are more about intention than formality.

Qing called out his thanks towards the direction of the palace.

Turning back, he asked the Mermaid Ritual Chief, “Did your Divine God always wish to be an elder sister in their previous life?”

The Ritual Chief’s face instantly became a kaleidoscope of expressions, her lips twitched as though she had much to say but didn’t know how to start.

Ultimately, she sighed helplessly.

According to the records left by our ancestors, the Divine God… might indeed have had this quirk.

But how did this Dragon Turtle come to know of it?

The bamboo raft gently landed, and there was the toad, eagerly waiting on the small island, the tobacco in its pipe long extinguished, yet completely oblivious.

The Island Among The Clouds is the resting place of the Dragon Turtle, where outsiders naturally can’t just come and go as they please.

Apart from the Ritual Chief, Qing and Ya Ya had legitimate business there, and Jade was the future Ritual Chief.

As for the toad, it was naturally categorized among the idlers.

It was just that soul beasts were not adept at fighting.

In the entire Locust Forest, it had only tagged along, without even felling a single Locust.

“Tsk tsk!” The toad circled around Qing a few times, remarking that in just one day, he’d already surpassed a purity of seventy percent in his flesh and bones.

That was higher than the Dragon Turtle from three thousand years ago.

The bloodline purity of a Divine God Beast becomes increasingly difficult to improve as one progresses; how was it that this Little Dragon Turtle was consolidating it faster and faster?

You must have done something shameful behind everyone’s back while carrying the White Jade Turtle Shell!

The toad looked at Qing queerly, patting his shell as if trying to be sagely, “Youngster, cultivation requires a solid foundation.

Advancement relying on external objects is illusory, and it’s difficult for a Dragon Turtle to achieve greatness that way.”

Just like the Dragon Turtle from three thousand years ago, it never properly faced its own hardships and always thought of relying on medicinal aids, seeking the Dragon Turtle relics, hoping for a quick ascension to power.

But in the end, it died with only sixty percent blood purity.

The Mermaid Ritual Chief, standing aside, bowed slightly towards Qing, “May the Sovereign Divine God please wait a moment.

Our Divine God left behind some records that include accounts related to the Dragon Turtle Heavenly Tribulation.

Since the Sovereign Divine God’s Tribulation is imminent, I will have the records transcribed in the hope that they may assist in the tribulation.”

She bowed with Jade and then excused herself.

The toad was stunned, then astonished, “Heavenly Tribulation?

You’re about to face the Heavenly Tribulation?”

Qing nodded!

The toad was dumbfounded for a long while, its old face blushing.

Was that little Ritual Chief doing it on purpose?

I just said reliance on external things doesn’t make one advance, and now you’re about to face the Heavenly Tribulation?

The slap to its face was loud and clear.

The Ritual Chief who was walking away quietly revealed a smug smile.

Even if it wasn’t their own Divine God, they couldn’t stand seeing a toad preaching to a Dragon Turtle.

Who could understand Dragon Turtles better than the Mermaid people?

Unlike cultivators who cultivate their Boundary Status, what’s the use of claiming that bloodline purity is illusory?

You have as much bloodline as you have; if it solidifies, then it solidifies – if you don’t have it, you don’t have it!

Does it really matter whether it’s from external means or not?

Some Dragon Turtles are born with pure blood and never work a day in their lives.

According to that logic, wouldn’t they be fraudulently reaching the heavens?

You’re not even the Sovereign Divine God’s soul beast!

Qing smiled and looked at the toad, “Siwei, after being confined in the mini-world for so many years, didn’t you ever consider visiting other Profound Realms?

If you were willing to travel the Profound Realms, you could probably escape from the mini-world, right?”

The startled toad instantly went on guard, leaping three feet backward with a swoosh, and watched Su He warily.

“Little Turtle, what are you planning to do?

Just so you know, don’t get any funny ideas about me.

I, the toad, have been a frog for several thousand years, and the reason my grade is so low is that I refuse to find an owner for myself!”

“I’ve been free as a frog for so long; I’ll never shackle myself.

If you want a Soul Beast, once we get out, I can introduce you to a few beautiful Soul Beasts; but as for me, no way am I acknowledging an owner!

Not even if lightning strikes!”

The moment you move your lips, I know what you’re up to!

No beating around the bush, you’re hankering for frog flesh, you want me to be your Soul Beast!

Indeed, none of those who cultivate are good; their first thought upon seeing a Soul Beast is how to tame it!

All these days, and now the fox’s tail shows, doesn’t it?

You also lure the frog with talks of visiting the Profound Realm.

You probably haven’t even seen the Profound Realm yourself.

Who’s ever escaped from the Profound Realm, where did they enter, and where were they after they got out, how did they escape?

Keeping his distance from Su He, he took one step back with each word, retreating farther and farther until he disappeared with a flash, leaving only his voice behind.

“I’m off to find the Mermaid Clan Chief, to see how to get out of this grand tomb space!

I need to get back, or else Ya Ya’s army will start rebelling.”

Feng Yaya sat on Su He’s shell, chuckling with glee.

She wasn’t afraid of any Exotic Beasts rebelling—she’d beat up anyone who dared, and if they rebelled again, she’d kill them and eat their meat!

Not every Exotic Beast has as many ways to beg for mercy as a wild boar.

Feng Yaya chuckled for a while but then stopped, sitting quietly on the turtle’s back, her little feet slipping out of the nest, kicking about.

It was a long while before she asked softly, “Big Turtle, am I going to die?”

She knew the characters on the Bright Mirror, it’s not that she couldn’t recognize them.

Ya Ya was childlike, her Spirit Wisdom not growing with age but rather fitting her body and only about three years old at most.

But having listened and seen so much for so long, naturally, she couldn’t be treated just like a three-year-old child.

Su He choked, blew a bubble in the water and burst out laughing.

“I am a Divine God Turtle, didn’t you hear the sacrifice say?

I’m about to ascend.

After the ascent, I’ll see my clan, what can’t be resolved then?

Your mom’s coming back soon too!”

Su Huanian surely knew of Feng Yaya’s condition, and no matter how important the matters in the other worlds, she’d rush back at the first opportunity.

In the time to come, he’d double his cultivation efforts, pushing his bloodline to the limit so he could ascend as a Dragon Turtle.

In such a vast world full of wonders, Su He refused to believe there wasn’t a way to cure her.

Feng Yaya, not speaking, didn’t appear downcast, simply gazing almost transfixed at the star-filled sky.

Suddenly, she blurted out, “Big Turtle, Big Turtle, are you being so nice to me because you want to be my daddy?”

Pfft!

Su He coughed violently, spitting out two little silver fish that had swum into his mouth.

How was he supposed to respond to that topic?

Su He was no novice in cultivation; he had already figured out why there was a scenario involving Su Hua in the Xuanqing Temple trial…

And there were many reasons for that.

Firstly, the matter of bloodline, almost all creatures with an awakened Divine God Beast Bloodline share a common vulnerability!

Reproduction!

At least that was true for Dragon Turtles.

The trial of Xuanqing Temple hit right where it hurt, not just for Su He; even a Pure Blood Dragon Turtle would likely face a trial of “lustful” illusions.

And Su He, incidentally, was a transmigrator whose aesthetic judgments—six or seven parts—still aligned with the Human Race.

Not every Turtle was a White Jade Dragon Turtle that one would instantly find beautiful upon laying eyes on.

In his past and current life combined, Su He had never seen a woman who could compare to Su Hua.

Such a Fairy.

It wasn’t just Su He; any man would feel admiration and perhaps even a sense of inferiority upon seeing her.

It was natural for Su Hua to appear in the Illusion Realm.

A mix of admiration and desire, perhaps!

As for why Su Hua later appeared in person in the Illusion Realm…

that was purely accidental!

Su He didn’t know how to reply.

Feng Yaya, however, already started to burst into laughter.

“Big Turtle, Big Turtle, you better be careful!

If mom finds out, she’ll slay you with one strike.”

Su He: “…”

Too late!