Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 222 - 222 056 Young Lady Pleading for Subscription_1

222: Chapter 056 Young Lady (Pleading for Subscription)_1 222: Chapter 056 Young Lady (Pleading for Subscription)_1 The Flying Boat descended, and Su Huanian retracted it.

Su He felt that he also needed a means of personal transportation.

The Dragon Turtle flew too slowly, taking Su Huanian one day to travel from East Cloud Mountain to the Seven Absolute Secret Realm, while it took him almost ten whole days.

Before the Dragon Turtle could tear through space for long-distance travel, its speed was a weakness.

He would have to look carefully later to see if there were similar Divine Skills available.

Su He stealthily concealed his form with Snow Concealment as he walked alongside Su Huanian.

Heavy rain had just fallen in this place, the mountain flood had only recently receded, and stream water converged into rivers that flowed down to the larger river below.

Outside the capital, displaced people had gathered; Su He had become accustomed to such sights over the past few days.

The explosion in the Seven Absolute Secret Realm had torn a hole in the heavens, causing torrential rains to pour down.

Mortals could not see the clear skies, only feeling the relentless rain.

Fields were submerged, houses collapsed, and hordes of refugees formed.

When Immortal Divine Gods fought, mortals suffered; none of the cultivators were any good.

Everyone was primarily concerned with themselves.

The Dragon Turtle wanted to protect its offspring, never considering whether its actions would crack open the bound of Xuan Tian’s land.

Xuan Tian Gate simply wanted to suppress Qingyuan, never caring about how Qingyuan fared, and as for Qingyuan Gate itself, who cared where the scattered and expelled Sects of East Cloud would go next?

The Sects of East Cloud had been in chaos for ten thousand years, each only concerned with their own prosperity, but who paid attention to the ordinary people living in East Cloud Mountain?

The ordinary people just wanted to hunt wild beasts for food, unmindful of the hungry young in their nests.

All living creatures, as long as they are alive, stand upon the bones of others; how much good and evil can there really be?

Morality and rules only apply among equals.

If there are rules between different levels, no matter how nice they seem, their nature is inevitably bloody and naked.

Each exploits their own, each struggles in their own way.

Su He was just a young turtle, unable to manage too much.

He had the power to sweep away the mountain floods with a wave of his claw, but that would certainly leave traces, and the Soaring Snake could well follow those traces to catch up.

Xuan Tian Gate had already sent disciples to deliver disaster relief, to dispel the floodwaters and save the common people.

Some may have had kindness in their hearts, or perhaps it was simply because mortals were the foundation of the Sects.

The world seemed like a furnace, forging countless situations into one; who could discern it all clearly?

Why even bother to discern!

The city gate was very large, with soldiers setting up a checkpoint.

Su He lightly floated up and leapt over the checkpoint.

Behind him, he heard a soldier call out, “The young lady in white clothes, remove your hat and veil.

You think you can still hide your face while passing by here?

Are you a criminal on the run trying to slip by…”

“Smack!” A slap landed on the back of his head from what appeared to be a veteran soldier who hastily apologized to Su Hua, “This kid’s got a brain sickness.

Heroine, please don’t take offense, you may enter the city.”

Su Hua went straight into the city.

He heard shouting from behind, “If you want to die, don’t drag me into it, who the hell recommended you for this job?”

“A woman dares to wander the jianghu, do you think her sword is just for show?”

The dissatisfied soldier muttered, “Her sword is so pretty, isn’t it obviously just for decoration?!”

The elder soldier who had slapped him became even angrier, kicking him in the buttocks, “You’re really asking for it.

A decoration you say, yet you dare to act so brashly.

Whoever carries such a beautiful sword as decoration is either a young miss from a wealthy family out for a stroll or a high-ranking disciple of a Sect.

Are you truly clueless about how to write the word ‘death’?”

The young soldier still didn’t feel resigned and continued to grumble, but suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, his head striking the green stone pavement, blood spreading out around him as he instantly lost consciousness.

The crowd went wild, especially seeing the smooth layer of ice under that youngster, although it was already autumn, we were still two or three months away from freezing!

It seemed he had recklessly bumped into trouble.

Legends speak of martial arts masters who soar to great heights and have the skill to condense ice with their qi.

The onlookers scattered in a flash, staying a few steps away from the city gate guards on the ground as if avoiding the plague.

Su Huanian glanced amusingly to his side.

The Dragon Turtle beside him acted as if it were a juvenile, too far to hear the chaos at the city gate.

He was busy looking around, scrutinizing the city as if he had never seen such a bustling market before.

Su Huanian chuckled lightly.

Young in age, but not in temper.

Even mere mortals were worth his concern.

Snow Concealment allowed him to hide his form, and it was a choice for him, as long as Su He wished it, he could let whomever he wanted see him, like Su Huanian.

After several days of heavy rain washing away dust and noise, the skies began to clear, and joy was everywhere.

The ancient city, sealed by the rain for days, suddenly became lively.

Everyone was stocking up on supplies, fearing another downpour.

The rain over these past few months had come a bit too eagerly.

Street vendors’ cries were incessant.

“Sugar figures~ Blow sugar figures!”

“Hot buns!”

“Selling daughters…”

…

The bustling joy within the city starkly contrasted with the silent refugees outside.

There were Cultivators resting within the city, mostly Xuan Tian Gate disciples passing through on their way to control the waters.

Walking aimlessly, Su Huanian looked for a suitable inn and turned his head to see the Dragon Turtle had somehow scored a lump of sugar paste, which hadn’t been blown into shape yet, and was figuring out how to blow it into a sugar figure.

But with a Dragon head, the Dragon Turtle really wasn’t cut out for this job.

Its small hands, condensed from water, hardened the sugar paste as soon as they touched it, making it impossible to blow into shape.

The Dragon Turtle, in frustration, let out a chomp and swallowed the sugar paste whole.

The Fairy chuckled lightly.

Some things can’t be done just by having high Tao Cultivation.

Then they saw the Dragon Turtle spit out a stream of water that froze into a hollow ice sculpture, resembling a sugar figure – it was a Toad.

The Toad, as ugly as it was, seemed rather cute as a little ornament.

He casually handed it to Su Huanian.

It was just a thin layer that began to melt in his hand.

Su Huanian was momentarily stunned; he recognized this Toad, which had fought them before.

With a light touch, he solidified the melting Toad and stored it away in his Magical Treasure.

“Don’t casually carve or destroy statues of Greater Powers; they can sense it,” Su Huanian whispered.

Su He pouted.

That Toad was nothing close to a Greater Power.

To a Divine God Beast, he was just a newborn cub, while that Toad was at best a ten-year-old brat.

And a repeat student at that!

From pursuing White Spirit to chasing after Su He.

Twenty thousand years and still only daring to go after cubs.

What was the difference between someone stuck on the ranking list of young dragons for twenty thousand years, unable to make it into the top five hundred, and a fallen Divine God Beast who found a spot to sleep until adulthood?

Anyway, the Soaring Snake had a lifespan of fifty thousand years to reach maturity, and it was almost enduring until then.

After finding a dentist, they rented a small courtyard.

Su Huanian returned to his room to meditate, while Su He lay in the courtyard, once again delving into the Intention Orifice Dao Palace, ceaselessly absorbing the Dragon Turtle inheritance knowledge.

Neither of them cultivated, only focusing on conditioning themselves.

One at Stepping Sky Two-fold, the other a Divine God Beast cub—if they were to cultivate, the phenomenon it would create was far too conspicuous.

In the dead of night, the Toad flickered back from the outer room, made a ‘mission accomplished’ gesture to Su He, and then burrowed back into the Profound Realm.

Regarding the explosion in the Seven Absolute Secret Realm, Su He felt that even if he couldn’t have the whole blame pegged on him, he could not escape being tarnished by the fallout; his involvement was inevitable.

The refugees in the outside world were stirred up because of him, the Toad was merely handling the wrap-up.

How it was done, Su He did not know.

Anyway, before the next day dawned, countless porridge stalls had been erected outside the capital, and the government’s enthusiasm for disaster relief was unprecedentedly high.

Furthermore, policies such as ‘work relief, sending citizens back home, land distribution with tax exemption,’ and others were promulgated.

The capital became even more lively.

It was only on the fourth day that Su Huanian came out of the room, his aura steady, having initially suppressed the negative effects brought by the Thunder Pool.

The capital was becoming more lively.

People on the street were beating gongs and running: “Miss Wei Mansion is seeking a husband for the sixth time!

This time with headless arrows—whomever Miss Wei hits will be taken as her husband, no regret!

Not to marry into the husband’s family!”

Dong dong dong!

“Not to marry into the husband’s family!”

…

The marriage selection venue was just across the street from the small courtyard, where an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl dressed as a male Xiake (knight-errant), with a bow and arrows on her back, stared down at the bustling crowd with a very sullen expression.

Next to her, an elder’s face was even more somber: “Today you must choose, whether you want to or not.

It’s out of your hands!”

Su He cocked his head, intrigued.

Was there really a scene where a bride throws an Embroidered Ball to select a husband?

How desperate to get married was she?

Was this not a frivolous act in reality?

Below the attic, there was a diverse crowd—lame, crippled, and even some exuding demon energy, evidently not even human.

Just one arrow shot down, and if it aimed at the right gentleman, well and good, but if not, there was no telling what sort of creature she might marry.

Was this really how a husband was chosen in the Mortal Realm?

Even martial arts competitions for marriage or seizing a groom by force were more reliable than this!

The young girl, impatient, glanced at the noisy crowd below.

Her gaze swept across the small courtyard, and upon spotting Su Huanian at the entrance, her eyes immediately lit up.

In the blink of an eye, she drew her bow and shot an arrow toward him.

With a whooshing sound, the arrow turned into a streak of light, heading straight for him.

Su He: “…”

Your family archery wedding, using a ten-stonen-strong force?

Unreservedly determined not to stop unless you kill the right groom, right?

The arrow did not have a point, its head wrapped in red cloth into a ball shape.

Despite that, its force was immense.

“Not good!” Just as the arrow left the bow, the girl immediately realized something.

Today’s plan was for her father to indicate who and to shoot him so he couldn’t take care of himself.

But she hadn’t expected to see a fairy that made her heart flutter.

She instantly regretted the shot, and with a leap, she landed lightly on the heads of the onlookers and chased after the arrow like a fleeting shadow.

Impressive skills!

In the Mortal Realm, she was indeed an expert.

Su Huanian frowned slightly, stepped aside to dodge, and as the red arrow carried the girl into the courtyard, he closed the door behind them, trapping the girl and her arrow inside.

He then said to Su He, “Let’s go, back to East Cloud.”

The Soaring Snake did not follow; none of the alarms she set along the way were triggered.

The Soaring Snake might have died in the explosion, or perhaps it was too badly injured to give chase.

“Sounds good!” With a thin layer of waves underneath his feet, Su He followed Su Huanain out of the city toward the mountains.

Cultivators seldom reveal their Divine Skills in the Mortal Realm.

Not only would this lead to countless people pestering them to become their disciples or to make vows, but even worse, some would directly build temples and erect statues, burning incense daily with devotion that frightened them to the core.

Such temples and Taoist Temples would be metaphysically connected to the cultivator, and cutting off such causality would be disorderly and complicated.

It was simply better not to appear at all.

Su Huanian stepped out of the city.

Looking back, Su He quietly asked, “Aren’t we going to mind her, the one behind us?”

The Miss Wei from the Wei Family was actually using Qinggong to follow along.

No matter how fast she was, Su Huanian and Su He were always a step ahead of her, and she never managed to catch up despite her full efforts.

Su Huanian shook his head gently.

On the road, everyone thought the woman with the wide hat was a high-level fighter from the jianghu, and they dared not to approach her casually.

Within moments, they arrived at the mountain forest, at the very same spot where the Flying Boat had landed before.

“Hey, Miss, do you want to get married or not?

My name is Wei Xiao, I come from a wealthy family!” The girl shouted from a distance.

Su Huanian, wondering what he was planning, did not leave the girl behind.

He quietly said, “I owe Nanny Lan from Heavenly Star Palace a favor, and I promised to find her a female disciple.

This girl is naturally born with a Star Body.”

Su He: “?”

A naturally born Star Body, another Special Taoist body, was undiscovered when born in the territory of Xuan Tian Gate?

He looked back but saw no abnormalities.

Even with his Dragon Turtle eyes, he could detect nothing special.

How did Su Huanian see it?

Wei Xiao landed beside Su Huanian, her breathing steady; her eyes sparkled as she looked at him.

The Miss was impressively skilled, yet she did not use her movement technique to leave…

perfect!

Could it be she also took a liking to me?

“Miss, would you marry me?” She asked earnestly.

Su He: “…”

This girl had top-tier taste but lacked good judgment!

He removed his Snow Concealment, appearing beside Su Huanian.

Wei Xiao’s serious expression changed abruptly to shock; her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Su He, and her pupils trembled slightly.

After a long pause, she finally said, “Is this…

your dowry?”