Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 210 - 210 052 Xuan

210: Chapter 052: Xuan…

Martial?

(8000-word chapter)_4 210: Chapter 052: Xuan…

Martial?

(8000-word chapter)_4 But at this moment, a Soaring Snake twists and coils atop Lei’s Turtle Shell.

Calling it a Soaring Snake, however, it’s not the typical dark-bodied serpent; it’s more like a streak of Thunder, elusive in its solidity.

The Soaring Snake hisses and with a roar, it shoots out, entwining itself around the Jubilant Death Tree, and with a tug and a snap, pulls the entire tree back to Lei’s side.

The Jubilant Death Tree planted to one side, the giant snake once again wraps around Lei—the giant snake, the Dragon Turtle, their auras interconnected as if they were one.

In fact, they were one!

Inside the Seven Absolute Secret Realm, Su He’s consciousness stood in astonishment.

“Xuan…

Xuan Wu?!!”

This is freaking Xuan Wu, right?!

A Turtle and a Snake, although the Turtle has a Dragon Head and Dragon Scales and is no conventional Turtle kind.

But that Snake isn’t a regular creature either!

It even has wings.

Neither can despise the other!

This is Xuan Wu!

Su He remembers from the legends and Taoist lore of his past life that Xuan Wu’s snake was related to the Soaring Snake, but he couldn’t recall the exact composition.

He had only vaguely read such records.

Does this world have the concept of Xuan Wu?

This place has the Taoist School and Buddhist faith, but Su He hadn’t heard about an Ancestor of the Taoist Sect, let alone know the origin of the path of cultivation—perhaps someone knows, but a young, small sect like Qingyuan Gate doesn’t have such records?

Too much time had passed, and they couldn’t access it.

How much could a sect, with scant records of Divine God Beasts, understand about origins?

Su He hadn’t even begun to examine the records of the Dragon Turtle Tribe.

“Impressive, isn’t it?” A voice suddenly resonated beside him—Su He found that he was no longer watching from a high perspective; his consciousness here had coalesced into a small Dragon Turtle.

Like a Consciousness Body in the Heritage Illusion.

This place must be the top layer of the Seven Absolute Secret Realm, within the heart of the Pill Furnace.

Su He turned his head and saw a Dragon Turtle as white as jade standing behind him, its mane flowing in the breeze, a sight of incomparable beauty.

“Is sister pretty?” White Spirit’s voice was clear as a spring, tinkling and pleasant to the ear.

Su He opened his mouth but didn’t know how to respond.

White Spirit was beautiful, so much so that even Su He, whose aesthetics leaned towards humans, found himself enchanted by her.

Her beauty transcended species!

This feeling was akin to how one would marvel at a mermaid’s beauty as a human—the fish tail wouldn’t deduct points, but rather, add to the allure.

Similarly, the Dragon-Turtle body didn’t detract from White Spirit’s beauty.

Instead, it added a hint of majesty to her playful grace.

If she didn’t speak, she resembled an Empress.

But…

once she speaks, kneel!

This Turtle’s words always carried an unserious undertone!

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, White Spirit snorted, “With such a wooden response, how are you going to win back ten or eight wives?

How will you expand the Dragon Turtle Tribe tree branches and leaves?”

“Not just an image?” Su He’s Consciousness Body prodded her, and White Spirit’s scales chimed with a metallic sound.

“Pah!” White Spirit glanced at him disdainfully, her entire Turtle body becoming a shade paler: “Hands off!”

She scolded him.

“Alive?!” Su He almost jumped up.

I knew you weren’t dead!

How could you be dead?

He began to breathe heavily—even though it was just a Consciousness Body, he subconsciously still mimicked breathing.

“So what if I’m alive?” White Spirit cocked her head and looked at him.

Su He opened his mouth and blurted out, “If you’re alive, you can continue the lineage.”

That was probably retaliation for White Spirit slandering him in front of Gu Luo and Locust.

White Spirit laughed heartily, her voice ringing clear and joyous.

After her laughter subsided, she seriously said, “Too late!

I’m already dead!

Absolutely dead!”

Yeah, right!

“Truly, yo!” White Spirit looked at him, her eyes unexpectedly filled with a hint of reluctance: “Lying in front of you is just a Consciousness Body that lasted for ten thousand years, and it will scatter completely after today!”

Her voice retained its playfulness.

Yeah, right!

But White Spirit didn’t dwell on this issue, instead turning towards the Battle place, watching Lei’s transformation into Xuan Wu, her face brimming with pride, “How about that?

Am I not impressive?

I calculated for ten thousand years, luring the Soaring Snake here for Refining.”

As she spoke, she sat up with a plop, her hind legs crossed and her front limbs struggling to clasp her waist, but they were too short, so she ended up hugging herself instead.

Pride overflowed from her expression, “Let me tell you, Little Turtle Kid, according to my Divination, the Dragon Turtle transforming into this Status will boost its Combat power by at least thirty percent!”

Who said Dragon Turtles lacked agility?

Take that, a snake’s tail—now criticize and try again!

“Impressive!” Su He was genuinely awed.

Regardless of whether the White Spirit before him was genuine, this scheme was set ten thousand years ago.

Such Divination abilities were unimaginable!

White Spirit laughed with pride, her cheerful yet melodious voice filling the air, pleasing to both the heart and eyes.

So beautiful!

Su He’s gaze moved downward along her plastron.

In the midst of laughter, White Spirit suddenly felt something was off, immediately flopping back down, clenching her teeth as she looked at Su He.

She raised her paw to smack his forehead.

“Back half Dragon Turtle!

Not even a dead Turtle is safe from you, I’ll bite you!”

In truth, there was nothing to see—Divine God Beasts don’t wear clothes, so how could they parade around exposed every day?

During transcendence, their private parts would be concealed.

They only appeared when needed.

Otherwise, one could only see a bare tail.

“Did you bring me here just to become Xuan Wu?”

Liar!

What does this have to do with Opening The Heaven?

“Xuan Wu?” White Spirit paused, “Is that the name you’ve given to Uncle Lei’s new form?” She tilted her head thoughtfully, “Xuan implies depth and mystery, while Wu signifies might and courage.

It fits well.”

She considered for a moment, then with a sweeping gesture of her paw, she generously approved, “Okay!

I’ll accept this name!”

Su He blinked, is that the explanation for Xuan Wu?

Isn’t Xuan Wu supposed to mean Black Tortoise?

This world doesn’t have the concept of Xuan Wu?