Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 227 - 227 60 Just This Once_2

227: Chapter 60 Just This Once_2 227: Chapter 60 Just This Once_2 No wonder no other Dragon Turtles are allowed to come close, their Dragon Turtle Tao Rhythms are different, she fears that the nature and Tao Rhythms of other Dragon Turtles might affect the Resurrection Array.

The Little Turtle is different, he…

is too weak!

Su He’s head shook like a rattle-drum.

Aside from White Spirit, who seems to be neurologically abnormal, who would play dead for fun?

Wasteland Ancestor fell silent for a long time.

His true body not present, he could only observe through the Little Turtle’s eyes, unable to make out even one or two percent.

“What about our clan sister?” Black Turtle was the Resurrection means left to him.

What about White Turtle?

Wasteland Ancestor shook his head, “She is too powerful.

Resurrecting her is an impossibility.

For her, this place is a great tomb…”

After a moment of silence, Wasteland Ancestor said, “Don’t force yourself.

Even old guys like us can’t understand the things done by White Spirit.

Since she had the means, she must have left a backup plan.

Cultivate well, and in time, you will discover it yourself.”

Su He nodded and then said, “Uncle, that palace can speak.”

“It’s a newly born Spirit, similar to an Artifact Spirit.

It can imitate Little White Spirit’s demeanor before death.

If you like, once it’s fully condensed, you could come here and train it in the future.”

Su He was startled, and somewhat disappointed.

It turned out not to be White Spirit, just an artificial AI.

Within the Profound Realm, the curtains flashed, restoring Su He’s consciousness avatar.

Encouraged by Wasteland Ancestor for a few words, he was to be sent back to the small island.

Su He hastily chanted, “Uncle, help me refine the entrance to my small world!

I want to carry it with me.”

Wasteland Ancestor smiled and shook his head.

“Can’t do it.

My true body is in the Dustless Sea, I cannot step away for even a moment.

Even Soaring Snake was hunted and sent here by them.

Wait a little longer; once your Uncle Luo and the others awaken, they can help you at that time.

If you are worried, there are Boundary Stones in the clan treasury.

Take one and place it in your small world to add a defense to the spatial entrance.”

Su He nodded.

In a flash, he was already back on his own small island.

But at the bottom of the sea, Wasteland Ancestor stopped selecting treasures and stood in a daze, apparently in deep thought.

Island Among The Clouds.

Su He looked at the two Dragon Turtles in the great hall, lost in thought.

Hearing the implications from Wasteland Ancestor, this was a Resurrection means left by White Spirit, but the resurrection was not successful.

The resurrection return card bugged, and it remained in the state of running for its life, hence the need for help?

Why not directly seek help from the elders?

Surely he wasn’t supposed to be a backup resurrection option here, needing to commit suicide himself once, and then revive with her together, right?

It was quite scary to think like that.

Su He’s gaze fell on White Spirit’s corpse: “Miss?”

For some reason, it felt abnormal that White Jade Dragon Turtle was quietly lying still.

It would be normal to pretend to be dead and then jump up laughing with hands on hips, asking if he was surprised or not.

But White Jade Dragon Turtle didn’t do so.

Su He called out softly again.

After a while, a clear and distant sigh came from outside the hall.

Su He turned and left the hall, chasing the sound and landing on Big Swamp below Island Among The Clouds.

The water of the swamp was calm, only rippling slightly.

A full moon hung directly above, its light piercing through the clouds, reflecting off the water’s surface with gentle ripples.

Under the moonlight, on the surface of the water, stood a stunningly beautiful woman, barefoot.

Her feet crossed, her fingers touching the water’s surface, her light dress dancing with the wind while she looked at Su He with a smile in her eyes.

Behind her was a phantom of Xuan Wu, the Spirit Snake elegant and graceful, the Mystery Turtle imposing and majestic, against the moonlight becoming even more mysterious.

The woman’s red lips parted, speaking softly, “Little clan brother, just this once, watch and remember, do not forget!”

Su He didn’t recognize the woman, but after one glance, he knew she was White Spirit!

The Turtle was White Spirit, the Snake was White Spirit, and this woman was also White Spirit!

Before Su He could speak, a serene song began to drift, resembling a Mermaid’s chant, blending with the full moon and merging with the swamp water.

The water surface sparkled with countless lights, glimmering with the moonlight, stunning beyond words.

The Fairy danced barefoot and with plain hands, moving along with the melody of the song, as if a celestial fairy descending from the moon palace, her dance ethereal and graceful.

Su He was momentarily mesmerized.

He didn’t know what White Spirit was doing, just that it was incredibly beautiful.

The full moon, the blue mist, the watery dance.

This dance, the song, the moonlight…

they seeped into Su He’s heart like flowing water.

When the clouds covered the moon, the performance came to an end.

It was beautiful, but Su He did not understand.

But Su He knew that something was off with this White Spirit; she was not being outrageous!

She was actually graceful.

The whole style was off.

He looked towards the woman, the Fairy shook her head slightly, “Do not ask.

I am but a fragment of consciousness, leaving you a dance…

perhaps it is a Cultivation Technique?”

She was just a strand, a fragment cut by the original body, leaving behind a dance during the escape, ignorant of past events.

With these words, her figure dispersed like a dream, gently fading away.

Qing was taken aback, feeling a touch of wistfulness.

“Does sister’s human form look pretty?” The pleasant voice reached Su He’s ear for the last time, regaining its playful tone.

Teasing me again!

Su He felt a helpless rage.

He rose on the waves and returned to the Island Among The Clouds.

The hall, the corpse, the quiet island, nothing had changed; if he spoke again, the hall would revert to giving random answers.

Riding the waves back to Big Swamp, the Mermaid Ritual was still preparing the letters.

Su He stood beside a giant egg with a peculiar expression on his face.

This egg was carefully enshrined by the Mermaid Clan in the underwater palace.

It was the legacy left by White Spirit to continue the lineage.

It was not laid as an egg but formed from all sorts of Heavenly Material Earthly Treasures, condensing her own bloodline for inheritance.

Su He’s consciousness avatar had consulted with Wasteland Ancestor.

There could be no mistake.

Grown Dragon Turtles all had this ability.

Perhaps White Spirit was not certain she could be resurrected, which is why she left this Dragon Turtle Egg.

But within the egg, there was only the breath of a female Turtle, no male Turtle.

It required a male Turtle to soak it with his Origin and nurture it.

Indeed, upon awakening their Dragon Turtle bloodline, both male and female Turtles set the continuation of their lineage as the primary goal of their Turtle Life!

At the moment, Su He could offer no assistance.

He was…

too small.

A Dragon Turtle needs at least to reach Opening Heaven Five-fold and nourish the flesh body to have the capacity to produce offspring.

Of course, this task unavoidably fell upon Su He to take on.

With a single glance, he quashed the King of the Mermaids’ idea of asking other Dragon Turtles for help.

Wasteland Ancestor laughed heartily as he once again sent his consciousness avatar away.

This method of inheritance was merely an alternative in a situation where there was no other choice.

The probability of a true Dragon Turtle being born was infinitesimally small.

It was less likely than leaving Turtle Beads behind for other Tortoise species to inherit.

But obviously, the corpse of White Spirit had another purpose and couldn’t be condensed into Turtle Beads.

As dawn approached, the Ritual had prepared booklet after booklet of letters, totaling tens of thousands.

Jade Pearl followed close behind the Ritual.

The Ritual prostrated, “Sovereign Divine God, all the divine oracles of our god are here.

But the oracles are written in the script created by our Divine God, may Jade Pearl stay by the side of the Sovereign Divine God to read them for you?”

“Sure!” Su He knew what the Mermaid Ritual was thinking.

They just didn’t want the descendant awakening the Mermaid Empress Bloodline to be trapped in this graveyard.

White Spirit was unreliable.

Who knew if she could come back?

How long it would take?

Not to mention a million years, even if it takes three to five thousand years to return, the Mermaids would have gone through several generations.

If they don’t serve beside the Dragon Turtle, the Mermaids’ advancement would be slow.

They often couldn’t even reach the Demonic status and would end their lives after two or three thousand years.

Rejecting the Ritual’s offer of hospitality, Su He collected the books, took Jade Bead with him, and rushed out of the grave.

He had already seen the Spirit Clan in the Old Locust Tree.

The Seal, Su He, couldn’t break open the seal; it was tough to kill that member of the Spirit Clan.

He suspected that the first time he managed to probe in, the seal had intentionally let him take the Eternal Trigram.

Outside the grave, it was also morning, with the dawn breaking through the sky and the sun just beginning to rise.

Standing on a stone egg, Su Huanian was watching the space of this area.

This world’s space was special; it was friendly to Dragon Turtles and tough on outsiders.

The space Su He could break open with his head, the higher Boundary Status Su Huanian, could not achieve.

Feng Yaya recounted his experiences in the space of the great tomb.

Knowing there was a member of the Spirit Clan Stepping Heaven, Su Huanian came to guard this place.

Until Su He emerged from the great tomb with a Mermaid, breaking the air.

They looked at each other and smiled, then flew together towards the island where Feng Yaya was.

“What are you going to do next?” Su Huanian asked softly.

Doesn’t the Dragon Turtle Tribe have a fixed clan territory?

Doesn’t a newly transcended Little Dragon Turtle need to return home?

Su He was startled.

There were many things to do, including learning rows of Divine Skills, and he had to attend the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice at Yunmeng Ze.

Most importantly, after the Dragon Turtle Crosses the Catastrophe, he had not chosen a Cultivation Technique.

Previously, he relied on Elder Ge’s Turtle Longevity Secret to advance.

After crossing the catastrophe, this Cultivation Technique could no longer keep up with Su He’s progress.

Dragon Turtles have their own Breathing Technique.

But having just transcended, there was no choice to make.

First, he needed to set his path, knowing what kind of Tao Foundation and Tao Vessel to condense before choosing the corresponding Breathing Technique.

To achieve Divine Skills through it.

But Su He’s Tao Foundation was already settled by White Spirit, and the method of advancement was to condense sixty-four “trigrams.” The demand for a Breathing Technique was not high.

Then he should choose the one most suitable for himself, which is the strongest in enhancing the flesh body.

There were also battle techniques to be considered.

A Dragon Turtle couldn’t always rely only on Innate Divine Powers.

The Dragon Divine God Sacrifice was on the second day of the second month, and it was only October now, several months away.

Enough time for Su He to truly strengthen himself.