Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 226 - 226 60 Just This Once_1

226: Chapter 60 Just This Once_1 226: Chapter 60 Just This Once_1 I don’t trust you, ghost!

This demon is terribly cunning, having tricked me once already, and now it’s trying to fool me again.

Su He discerned the subtleties of this great hall.

Any living creature, whether through gaze, voice, or body language, will inevitably engage their Divine Sense to convey a message, no matter the extent!

Yet, the voice that emanated from the hall was devoid of any Intention or emotion, even though the tone was clearly one of joy or teasing.

It was like a puppet devoid of emotion.

Su He looked up at the great hall.

Not missing a single detail, he scrutinized it inch by inch for two or three hours until the sky outside had completely darkened, and the stars were in the sky.

Su He couldn’t see anything amiss!

To his eyes, it was just an ordinary great hall.

Its only merit seemed to be its sturdiness, to the extent that Su He couldn’t damage it in the slightest.

Within the Mountain and Sea Mystery Realm, an Avatar of consciousness rose from the waves, humming gently into the void.

Are all my family members asleep?

Moments later, he was pulled to the bottom of the sea, where a giant Crystal Dragon Turtle, as clear as crystal, appeared before him.

“Second Master!” Su He hummed softly.

This was the Wasteland Ancestor that suppressed the Dustless Sea, usually not residing in the Mountain and Sea.

The Crystal Dragon Turtle looked at him with a smile in its eyes.

Good!

Calling me Second Master is much more endearing than Wasteland Ancestor, isn’t it?

That’s the kind of nickname a family should use.

“Haven’t you gone to bed yet, Second Master?” Su He murmured low.

The Wasteland Ancestor laughed heartily.

It replied with a hum, “That’s not sleep, I’m making adjustments for the fusion with the Soaring Snake.

I need to prepare in advance to ensure that nothing goes wrong in the Dustless Sea during the fusion.”

His true body was suppressing the Dustless Sea, and the initial preparations were numerous.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to manage the Dustless Sea during the fusion.

This time, he had returned to the Mountain and Sea Mystery Realm to pick some materials from the clan’s treasury and set up a Big Array.

It just so happened that he heard the little one’s call.

“What’s the matter?” the Wasteland Ancestor asked, looking down at Su He.

Su He sighed, responding softly, “My physical body is in the tomb of the clan sister, but…

I don’t understand it!”

Lacking in knowledge and Tao Cultivation, Su He couldn’t make sense of anything that was laid before him.

“Let me see,” hummed the Wasteland Ancestor.

Without any visible action, Su He’s Consciousness Body suddenly dispersed, turning into a curtain that projected what his physical body could see.

Palace, columns, pools, small island, two corpses, and a dazed-looking little critter.

“Eh?” Seeing the two Dragon Turtle corpses on the small island, the Wasteland Ancestor’s voice appeared directly in Su He’s consciousness.

“You survey this place from the sky.” This was its first real glimpse of the White Spirit Graveyard; previously, it had only seen it through Su He’s memory, limited to Su He’s perspective—and memories, as a matter of fact, are often unreliable!

No Greater Power was needed, just stepping into the Demonic Realm allowed one to easily alter the memories of the weaker ones.

Su He followed suit.

He rose up into the air, leaving behind the waves beneath him, and looked down at the small island.

Then, little by little, he turned his head, surveying the entire hall round and round.

“Go out for a while, take a look outside.”

Su He leaped forth, soaring high into the air, looking down at the great hall and the small island.

The island was shaped like a gourd, with the tomb chambers on the big gourd and the Divine God’s Gifted Land on the small gourd.

“This aura…” After a moment of silence, the Wasteland Ancestor’s voice rose in Su He’s consciousness, “This is the Saving the World Tower’s Mother Divine Goddess Gourd and the Ten Thousand Heavens Palace’s Life-preserving Hall!”

Without needing Su He to ask, the Wasteland Ancestor explained.

“The Saving the World Tower was created by the Mirror-watching Clan, a rather peculiar clan.

They move through the All Heavens and Myriad Realms like Ghost Charms, responding only to the summoning of the masses.

If someone encounters an overpowering dilemma and prays earnestly, a member of the Mirror-watching Clan will appear and take their place to manage the situation.

The Mirror-watching Clan can gain unique Qi from this and advance in their cultivation.”

Su He’s eyes lit up; the myriad worlds had all manners of existence.

This was the legendary master of substitution that countless yearned for!

The Wasteland Ancestor chuckled in Su He’s consciousness, “Where in the world would such wondrous things exist?

The Mirror-watching Clan’s handling of affairs often brings more trouble.

Nevertheless, their Mother Divine Goddess Gourd is indeed a treasure.

The Mirror-watching Clan survives everywhere precisely because of it.

By leaving a mark on the Mother Divine Goddess Gourd, even if they die unexpectedly, they can be reborn from within the gourd!”

“The Ten Thousand Heavens Palace’s Life-preserving Hall cannot bring the dead back to life, but no matter how grave the injury, placing oneself within can preserve the state of being at death’s door indefinitely.”

The Wasteland Ancestor’s voice carried a hint of puzzlement.

Both the Mother Divine Goddess Gourd and the Life-preserving Hall had major limitations.

The Mother Divine Goddess Gourd was only effective for the Mirror-watching Clan, and not all members could be resurrected.

Those above the Demonic Realm couldn’t accomplish it.

The Life-preserving Hall was similar; it became ineffective above the Stepping Sky Two-fold.

Otherwise, how could such treasures be guarded by minor clans?

Su He circled the Island Among The Clouds, bit by bit relaying everything to the Wasteland Ancestor.

After a long silence, the Wasteland Ancestor spoke, “That corpse of yours must be a means of attempted resurrection.

If you unexpectedly meet a fatal accident outside, perhaps you would be revived here.

But do not attempt matters of life and death here.”

Each peck and drink is preordained.

Divine God Beasts are born special, enjoying long life and formidable combat power.

However, they cannot, like ordinary cultivators in the Stepping Sky Two-fold or Star Life Realm, entrust their lives to the void.

As long as one doesn’t possess the means to Reverse Cut Root Source and shatter the Life Bound Star, they can be resurrected after death.

Divine God Beasts have but one life; death is death!

White Spirit intended to defy fate and live again after death?

She had foreseen her demise—or perhaps she was prepared to die—but something went wrong, and she didn’t come back to life!

The body in the Life-preserving Hall is a real corpse.

She thought too much of herself, probably lacking a clear understanding of her own strength!

If she had a method to resurrect herself, then there would probably be no being in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms that couldn’t be resurrected.