Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 239 - 239 065 Golden Dragon Xiao Qi_2

239: Chapter 065 Golden Dragon Xiao Qi_2 239: Chapter 065 Golden Dragon Xiao Qi_2 The toad was riding a toad and chased after them, “Your Majesty, don’t worry!

Rest easy and heal, the old minister will take care of the big issues in court!”

Running, Feng Yaya flashed it a ghost mask.

Su Huanian smiled and looked at Su He, “Shall we head off to Yunmeng Ze in advance?

Have you prepared the gifts?”

The Dragon Divine God Sacrifice is on the second day of the second lunar month, but one can’t just show up on the day.

It’s already mid-December, preparation is due.

Su He was also troubled.

This time, he was representing the Dragon Turtle Tribe at the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice; the rituals couldn’t be neglected.

He had full access to the Dragon Turtle’s storeroom, but he had no idea what kind of gift would be appropriate.

The toad leapt far away and waved its claws in their direction, “All ready!

The Dragon Turtle elders have prepared the gifts long ago, and your servant…pah!

Frog Lord has already got them in hand!”

Though it was fond of playing and couldn’t extricate itself from the addiction to compete for supremacy in the world, it never neglected its duty as a Soul Beast.

It managed to squeeze some time each day into the Profound Realm, sorting through information on the Crystal Jade Bi, planning various items.

There were messages and gifts prepared by the Dragon Turtle elders.

Had it not been for its daily concerns, with Su He being busy getting beaten for three months and worrying about what treasures to add to his little world’s advancement, would Su He himself know?

To think they accused it of being negligent, not having been seen for three months…

Who’s the one who’s been busy all day, ignoring the toil?

A pair of turtle eyes almost grew onto the Fairy’s body.

I, an ugly toad, who cares about me?

The toad shouted at Su Huanian, “We should have set off two months in advance, but this turtle spawn wants to spend the New Year with you!

Fairy, drive him away!

He, a toad, dreams of eating swan meat!”

After cursing, the toad suddenly fell silent.

It hurt the enemy surely, but hurt itself as much, sunk into dejection.

The New Year, huh?

Su Huanian was actually a bit stunned for a moment.

For Cultivators, the concept of New Year was long gone.

A Stepping Sky Cultivator in seclusion could easily spend several years, even decades.

A common practice session, and over a month would pass.

A year goes by too fast!

The most recent New Year’s celebration was in the Xuanqing Temple Illusion Domain, with Su He entering hibernation.

She was being hunted, wandering the world, experiencing the Mortal Realm’s New Year.

It was indeed quite interesting.

Su Huanian gently shook his head, “Cultivators don’t make such a fuss, it’s better to use this time to prepare for the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice.”

Such a grand ceremony would inevitably involve activities like “arena” and “competition”.

It might not be a direct arena fight, but the essence remains the same, with similar activities to showcase one’s skills.

If he were to embarrass the Dragon Turtle Tribe, that would be a real loss.

A sudden sense of crisis rose, and Su He changed her expression, Lady, you want to hit me again!

With a roar of Divine God Might, Su He charged at Su Huanian, striking first to gain the upper hand.

Su Huanian’s figure vanished instantaneously.

During the three months of fighting, Su He had used Snow Concealment frequently and even lent it to Su Huanian a few times.

This woman actually managed to grasp some of its essence on her own and created a Magic skill similar to Snow Concealment that allowed her to instantly hide her form.

Su He’s Domain unfolded, covering a two-mile radius.

She could sense that Su Huanian was within her Domain, but she seemed to blend into the water, elusive and hard to pinpoint.

“Roar!” Su He roared.

The heavy rain in the sky suddenly turned into thousands of flying swords, shooting chaotically downwards.

Divine God Power: Chaotic Blade, slaying all living creatures!

Su He tucked into her Turtle Shell, letting the Chaotic Blades strike it, ringing out tinkling sounds.

In the sea and by the island, snakes, insects, fish, and prawns were struck by disaster, not a single one could escape.

Dozens of transparent Flying Swords slashed toward the emptiness on the west side.

A graceful figure materialized.

Su Huanian danced with the Immortal Sword, dispelling the flying swords shot her way, revealing her hidden figure.

Upon revealing herself, she was met head-on with a huge dice gleaming with gold.

Boom!

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Six hours later.

In the little world, Su He held her head high and chanted long.

She was quite happy.

Although Su Huanian had hit her, she also struck Su Huanian.

By her calculation, that counted as a victory!

The combat style of the Dragon Turtle was just like this, you might hit me ten times, but don’t get hit once by me.

Regular opponents fighting a Dragon Turtle of the same realm might hit it ten, a hundred times without breaking its External Appearance.

But once the Dragon Turtle lands a hit, it’s world-shattering!

You won’t have the chance to fight back!

There’s progress—tremendous progress!

The current Su He, if fighting herself from three months ago, could practically fight three at the same time!

But she still needed to master a few movement-related Divine Skills.

Utilizing Divine God Machine to shift space isn’t enough.

Su Huanian excels in sword techniques, often shattering space with her strikes, causing deviations in Su He’s Divine God Machine movements.

This wasn’t too much of a concern; space rifts didn’t significantly impact Su He.

However, if someone directly sealed and fortified the space, making it impossible to use Divine God Machine, that would put her in a position to be passively beaten.

Speed and agility are the weaknesses of the Dragon Turtle Tribe; those need to be strengthened.

Wondering when the Spirit Snake would grow enough to be suitable.

Lost in her scattered thoughts, Su He heard knocking from outside the channel leading to East Cloud Mountain.

Someone rhythmically struck the barrier with True Yuan.

Su He glanced over, and through the Boundary Stone-guarded barrier, a Golden Dragon was spiraling outside, eagerly eyeing her little world.

Divine God Beasts, of the Dragon clan, one of our own.

The relation between the Dragon clan and the Dragon Turtle Tribe was even better than with the other Four Spirits.

With a wave of her claw, Su He opened the entrance, and the Golden Dragon wove into the stream, chanting a long tune in the air to greet her with a Dragon’s Chant.

“Dragon clan, Meng Xuan, greets you, little brother.”

Su He chanted in response, “Dragon Turtle, He, greets you, sister.”

This dragon wasn’t very large, only about twelve meters long, with a Dragon head roughly the same size as Su He’s.

Still a young dragon.

She spiraled and hovered in front of Su He, speaking human language, “They call me Dragon Xu, Little He, you can call me Seventh Sister!”

Through the currents, the voice of the Mermaid Ritual Long Min conveyed to Su He, “Divine God, this is the Seventh Princess from the Yunmeng Ze Dragon Palace, but she’s not a drake or a demon, but a Divine God Beast Golden Dragon!

Her father is the Current Yunmeng Dragon King, a great demon of the drake clan.

Her mother is a Dragon.”