Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 253 - 253 7 Insane Critique of Princess Chang_1

253: Chapter 7 Insane Critique of Princess Chang_1 253: Chapter 7 Insane Critique of Princess Chang_1 It was the Qingyuan Gate’s maid who had gone on the day of becoming an apprentice!

She once helped Su He out of a tight spot and represented Princess Chang in sending a gift.

The congratulatory gift was a stone from the Mermaid Clan, still lying around at Feng Yaya’s place.

Little Golden Dragon’s head leaned close to Su He and whispered secretly, “This is Sister Liu Ru, someone you know, Auntie’s most intimate maid, but—don’t provoke her!

Don’t provoke her!

Don’t provoke her!

She doesn’t care who you are when she gets angry, she will hit you just the same, she’s been hitting me for six thousand years.”

This female bandit actually showed a trace of fear.

As Ji Feixue’s personal maid, Liu Ru’s status was roughly equivalent to the Mermaid Sacrifices that accompanied the Dragon Turtle Elders.

Mermaids accompanying the Dragon Turtles represent the Dragon Turtles themselves when they move about outside.

Even the Sect Leaders of the Ten Major Immortal Doors must treat them with respect.

Su He maintained his composure and nodded in greeting to the maid, “I’ve seen Sister Liu Ru before, thank you for helping me out that day.”

Liu Ru laughed lightly in return, “What help was that?

If the esteemed guest were to go to Xuan Tian Gate now, even an Elder wouldn’t have the qualification to meet you.”

After speaking, she shot Meng Xuan a peculiar glance from the corner of her eye.

Meng Xuan bowed her head, counting scales, not daring to make eye contact.

Liu Ru retracted her gaze, looked back at Su He with a light laugh, and said, “Princess Chang has been waiting for quite some time, shall we go now?”

“How dare I make Princess Chang wait, Seventh Sister should have woken me,” Su He nodded to Liu Ru and then said to Meng Xuan.

Then turning back to Liu Ru, “Sister Liu Ru, just calling me Su He is fine.”

Su He followed her deeper into Yunmeng Ze.

Meng Xuan let out a soft exclamation and said to Su He in surprise, “A self-bestowed honorific title?”

Honorific titles are given by others, and are no different from nicknames bandits use.

Little Dragon Turtle hasn’t made a name for himself yet, and he’s already given himself a title?

What is Su?

Is it from Su Huanian?

As they walked, Su He shook his head and said, “My name came first, before I became a Dragon Turtle.

Su He has always been my original name, He being the name of the Dragon Turtle.”

Little Golden Dragon pouted, “Not domineering at all.”

Looking at other Dragon Turtles’ names—Candle, Lei, Tai…

they all have a feel to them.

Even the previous Dragon Turtle sister, Spirit.

That’s also great, isn’t it?

He, it just sounds weak.

Fire Dragon Fruit squatted on Liu Ru’s shoulder, tilting its head and looking at Su He.

The three controlled water and traveled, and within half an hour they had dived deep into Yunmeng Ze, revealing an underwater garden, not very big, with Meng Xuan swimming up and down ahead of them.

Liu Ru led Su He into the garden and into an underwater garden, apologizing to Su He, “I ask the esteemed guest to wait a moment, Princess Chang will arrive shortly.”

She bowed slightly, retreated a few steps and turned around, moving away gracefully with light steps.

Su He couldn’t see through this maid’s Tao cultivation at all; he couldn’t even tell what race she was, unsure if she was human or demon.

This garden was very serene, with the water plants dancing with the water.

Looking up, with the stars reflected down, shimmering in the water, they seemed like fireflies.

Looking up, a crescent moon on the horizon wavered with the water currents, and as fish leaped, the reflected crescent moon shattered instantly.

This place was quite peculiar; being in the Nine Heavens, yet Yunmeng Ze did not have ice.

The water was a pleasant temperature, very comfortable on the body, as if being softly caressed by little hands.

Outside the garden, Meng Xuan swam about, surged upwards, shattering the newly formed crescent moon again, soaring up into the stars of the Nine Heavens, circling and chanting.

“Is it beautiful?” A crisp voice rang out, and as Su He turned, he saw a White Dragon swimming over.

This dragon was stunningly beautiful, pure white all over with only black in its eyes.

A faint bluish-white mane ran down its spine, with a hint of light blue behind its four claws.

She was the one speaking.

Is this truly Princess Chang’s real form?

This isn’t a Drake at all!

How could a Drake have four claws?

“He has met the former…

Sister!” Su He wanted to address her as his senior, but before the word could leave his mouth, an immense sense of crisis fell upon his Turtle Shell.

He felt that if he dared utter the word “senior,” Uncle Luo probably wouldn’t be able to protect him today.

Right, calling Auntie White Spirit’s best friend “sister” must be correct!

I have a sister who’s several hundred thousand years old, are you envious?

The White Dragon’s smile turned into a warm gaze, the smooth transition leaving Su He in awe.

“Is it beautiful?” She pointed again at Meng Xuan swimming under the moon.

Of course, it was extremely beautiful, but…

Su He paused, suddenly recalling the day he became an apprentice, Liu Ru’s message telling him to practice well, as Princess Chang had promised him…

a Dragon Palace Princess?

Come on!

They’re not even the same species!

The White Dragon gently swayed, stirring the water and rippling across the entire garden, then turned and looked at Su He, “Is Little Dragon Xuan beautiful, or am I beautiful?”

“???”

“!!!”

Sister, don’t joke!

Is that a question an elder should ask?

Su He, looking at the White Dragon opposite him, couldn’t help but swallow.

How beautiful this dragon was!

Among all the creatures he had ever seen, only the silent White Spirit could rival her in beauty.

But how do you answer that question?

As Su He hesitated, he saw the white dragon opposite him bow its head slightly, staring quietly at him.

Meng Xuan said, this one is a madwoman…

Su He licked his lips and said, “Seventh Sister is extremely beautiful, vigorous and vivacious, lively and adorable, and also very loyal.

But Sister’s mature elegance is completely different, like a delicate orchid or a tranquil winter plum, requiring careful appreciation.”

The White Dragon head drew back slowly, letting out a light laugh, “You do know how to speak.”

Su He sighed with relief.

Then, with a flash of light blue light, the White Dragon transformed into a woman, slowly descending.

She was clad in light gauze, the fabric rippling with the water, her exquisite and proud figure fully revealed beneath the waters, yet partially concealed by the sheer fabric, creating an illusion of vivid and unreal beauty.

Without thinking, Su He remembered a verse: “A skein of clouds, a spool of jade, light robes of slight silk made.

Brows lightly knitted, like double spiral shells.”