Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 260 - 260 12 Wolf_1

260: Chapter 12 Wolf_1 260: Chapter 12 Wolf_1 Dusk enveloped the surroundings as Su He cautiously landed in a farmhouse courtyard, tiptoeing into the cattle shed and managing not to wake the soundly sleeping old dog.

Her body had already frozen stiff.

This season was truly unsuitable for wild geese to be wandering about; a month too early, as the cold was unbearable for a common bird’s body.

Although there were no cattle in the shed, there was straw left over from when cattle had been kept.

Gathering it roughly to make a makeshift nest, Su He burrowed in and took well over half an hour for her body to gradually regain warmth.

She crept out of the cattle shed, lifted the winnowing basket, and ate her fill of the chicken feed, before employing her powers to refill the feed trough for the benefit of the farmer.

The old dog did not bark; she only realized it had been dead for some time when she turned to look, its corpse already rigid.

Su He returned to the cattle shed and crawled into the temporary nest, slowly closing her eyes.

She had flown from dawn to dusk, estimating a distance of about fifteen hundred li; East Cloud Mountain was still out of reach.

Given her current pace, perhaps it would take her five or six months to reach East Cloud.

And who knew how long it would take to traverse East Cloud itself.

All day, Su He had been puzzled; the wild geese here were nearly identical to those in her previous life, but the Mystery Huang World was too vast!

Flying from north to south, these migratory birds couldn’t exhaust the journey in a lifetime.

How did they manage migration?

This was an interesting topic, and Su He decided that once she returned to her true form, she could follow and study this phenomenon, perhaps making some discoveries?

After all, Dragon Turtles had endless lifespans; she could take it as a pastime.

Su He did not sleep soundly; she dreamt of being surrounded by wolves at Tinghai Lake, then of Dragon Turtles growing wings, and then of suddenly waking up in an orphanage, the entire Mystery Huang World having been nothing but a dream.

This dream was too terrifying, and Su He woke up in fright.

She preferred her current life to her previous one, especially after becoming a Dragon Turtle.

To live forever, to ascend the Nine Heavens Deep Abyss—who wouldn’t want that?

Upon waking, Su He heard sobbing sounds.

Peeking out stealthily, she saw a boy around eleven or twelve years old, hugging the old dog as he skinned it while crying bitterly.

Distressed by the old dog’s death and unable to bury it, these times spared no food, especially in this season when the chickens, ducks, and piglets were growing and not a single wild green could be found outside.

As he cried, the boy looked up and locked eyes with Su He.

“Granny!

There’s a goose!

We don’t have to eat Big Tiger; let’s eat the goose!” the boy shouted in excitement.

Su He: “…your grandpa!”

She dashed out of the cattle shed and flew off, only to hear a creaky door below and a frail voice coming from an old woman: “A goose?

What kind of goose?”

“I don’t know, black and white.”

The old woman’s voice suddenly became anxious: “That’s a Wild Goose!

The messenger, isn’t that your Pa sending news?”

The old woman’s voice turned piteous.

This godforsaken world, as if cursed by some evil spirit, had suddenly erupted into war two months ago, and the family’s sole able-bodied man had been taken to serve as forced labor.

Two months had passed with no word from him.

How could it be that the Wild Goose arrived just as the old dog conveniently died?

Perhaps the Wild Goose brought back news of her son’s death, and the old dog had gone below to protect its master.

The old woman was about to wail when noise erupted outside—a cart pulled by an ox appeared, bringing a man with an injured leg into the yard.

“Auntie, Chuanwa is back!” The old woman’s sorrow was jumbled, as she groped her way outside, her eyes tightly shut—she was blind.

“Auntie, what luck!” the carriage driver chuckled, “Last night on my way back I almost got chopped by bandits.

The little Chuanwa almost died, but it was too dark and slippery, and the bandit took a fatal fall instead.

Chuanwa only lost some skin and flesh, a month of rest and he’ll be back to farming!”

The old woman fumbled her way to her son’s side, feeling his face and body to make sure his injuries were light.

She cried and laughed, then turned and shouted to her grandson, “Egg child!

Call back the wild goose!

Keep good food for it!

And no killing the old dog, bury it!

Bury it!”

The wild goose brought the message, and the old dog had died in place of their Chuanwa!

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that three things happened on the same night?

Joy, burying the dog, having food for just the chicken…

Su He fluttered down again today; the sky was overcast with a strong wind and falling snow, indeed not good for flying far.

Flying in this kind of weather would cause problems for the body.

Su He compromised with comfort and settled into the cowshed of a farm.

Today, he had tried to practice and advance to an exotic beast but couldn’t manage it.

The Transforming Beast from the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice wasn’t the real thing, not a second body, hence couldn’t practice.

In such weather, indeed one cannot fly and must wait until spring in March.

Su He carefully sensed his flesh body.

Without perception, that meant nothing special had happened, or his consciousness surely would have reacted.

No one can sever the link between a Divine God Beast’s consciousness and its flesh body, not even the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice.

The flesh body was unharmed, and the longer he lived on this side, the higher the potential should be.

Su He could vaguely feel his connection to this world growing stronger with each day.

Upon returning to his flesh body, the rate of Yuan Qi absorption would surely accelerate.

…

Above Yunmeng Ze, the toad had already emerged from the Qianjiang Mystery Realm, and had made a mark on a small island of the Profound Realm, establishing it as a second permanent residence in the Profound Realm.

With each rank increase, a soul beast could reside in one more Profound Realm.

The toad didn’t know its rank but felt that residing in three or four more Profound Realms shouldn’t be a problem.

It hopped out of Qianjiang to be met by a huge snake head.

The toad croaked out in shock, nearly terrified out of its wits!

This was a natural predator, especially one that seemed partially tangible and intangible as if specifically targeting soul beasts.

The toad patted its chest to calm its startled spirits, and upon closer inspection, it realized that it was the Spirit Snake materialized from Su He’s Xuanwu True Body.

It hadn’t fully solidified yet, but it already had a shape.

Its eyes were closed, devoid of consciousness—the Spirit Snake didn’t have an independent consciousness; it was still Su He himself.

The toad fell silent for a moment.

In the future, could Su He manifest the Spirit Snake without opening his domain?

Could the Spirit Snake move independently from the Dragon-Turtle body?

If so—could it ride the snake?

Riding a natural enemy would feel way better than riding a turtle!

The toad looked to the side, where Princess Snow laid her hand on the Dragon Turtle Shell, her consciousness entering the Dragon-Turtle body, meticulously checking something.

No wonder Qian Qianzi hadn’t seen her—she had hidden herself here.

The toad sat on the side, cautiously keeping company, tempted to jump into Su He’s body to check what Princess Snow was doing but afraid to suddenly appear and disturb her rhythm, potentially harming Su He.

It could only sit quietly on the side.

Time passed this way, day turned to night.

Only when midnight came did Princess Snow slowly open her eyes.

“It’s started.”

The toad, nearly falling asleep in a daze, suddenly sprung awake, “What has started?”

“Medicine!”

Ji Feixue had been monitoring various signs inside Su He’s body, and now, a month after the Pill Medicine was consumed, its true effects were being released.

Within Su He’s body, aboard the True Blood Big Ship, items like stars suddenly appeared, being evenly distributed to every part of the body with the circulation of the true blood.

The stars were enveloped in laws.

Concealment, hiding, sealing, slowing…

As expected!

This was a pill made of laws!

White Spirit had cultivated a law on each ingredient, and after refining them for six thousand years into a single batch, they were now decomposing within Su He’s body.

At this moment, Su He’s entire body was permeated with laws.

“This effect…

memory loss?”

Ji Feixue analyzed the effects of the laws.

Shrouded in uncertainty, she just wished for a natural Opening The Heaven, as long as Su He’s consciousness wasn’t present.

With her around, Su He’s consciousness couldn’t possibly return; not even suicide would bring it back!

Why bother doing this?

Why the need to block memories?

…

The full moon hung high in the sky.

Su He had stayed with this family for half a month, and as the weather gradually warmed, it was almost manageable to travel west.

Su He was conserving energy and building strength.

He decided that as soon as the sun rose tomorrow, he would start flying towards Yunmeng Ze.

The night passed without incident, and Su He fell into a light sleep.

He could hear the cooing inside the chicken coop and the piglets snorting as they suckled their mother’s milk in the pigsty.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying a stench.

Wolves!

Again, wolves!

This scent was all too familiar to Su He.

And it wasn’t just one; he opened his eyes and swiftly flew out of the cowshed, standing on its roof.

The sow in the pigsty, smelling wolves, became restless and shoved her piglets roughly behind her.

There were six wolves in total, two outside and four that had leaped over the wall.

Two headed straight for the pigsty while the other two eyed the house keenly.

They still wanted to eat people!

This season was the hardest to endure, even tougher than winter!

The active beasts in winter were mostly hunted down, and those hibernating had not yet emerged from the ground.

No wonder the wolves were entering people’s yards.

Su He fluttered his wings and landed on the main house’s roof, cawing loudly while stomping on the straw beneath him.

The old woman inside was a light sleeper due to her advanced age, and she woke up immediately.

Hearing the sow’s loud cries and the noise outside, she knew wolves had infiltrated the yard.

She started banging on an iron basin and cursing loudly inside the house.

The noise from the iron basin woke the neighbors, but no one dared to leave their yards.

They simply let out their big dogs, and in a flash, more than a dozen big dogs rushed into Chuanwa’s home.

The wild wolves took flight in panic, unwilling to fight against so many large dogs, turning tail and leaping over the yard wall to escape.

They were different from dogs; dogs had something they must protect, while the wolves were just hunting.

In hunting, failure wasn’t feared, but injury was.

Dogs could be cared for by their owners if injured; for the wolves, injury was akin to a death sentence.

The pack of dogs chased the wolves out of the village and did not pursue further.

Only then did some brave villagers step out with torches, heading towards Chuanwa’s home to urgently check if the wild wolves had hurt anyone.

On a lonely slope outside the village, a wild wolf turned to look back, its deep, wolfish eyes staring straight at Su He.

This fellow was holding a grudge!

Su He took flight, cawing as he headed west.

A wild goose couldn’t provoke a pack of wolves; being marked by a wolf meant a stealth attack could come at any time.

If one can’t provoke, then one hides; Su He decided to leave immediately, setting off right away.

The cold wind blew, and the wild goose shivered with cold; the night was still too chilly after all.

He took off against the wind, flew out of the village, and after about a dozen miles, his wings froze stiff.

Finding an abandoned Magpie Nest, he slowly landed.

It was a bit small, but it could provide some shelter from the wind.

Su He nestled down in the nest, planning to set off again at dawn.

A faint glow from below penetrated through the branches.

Seeing it made Su He’s feathers stand on end.

Looking down, there was another wild wolf.

But it wasn’t from the same pack as before, it was a lone wolf with fresh wounds, looking up at Su He with a ghostly gaze.

That gaze seemed vaguely familiar.

Familiar person…

familiar bird!

Bifang!

That gaze was too recognizable.

Had Bifang’s consciousness transformed into a wild wolf?

That look, one eye brimming with hatred so dense it could turn into Earth Cloth, and the other signifying millennia of imprisonment.

This one was looking to cause trouble!

A bird that had lived for twenty thousand years can’t be so brainless, could it?

To show enmity to a Dragon Turtle?

Shouldn’t you be staying hidden, waiting for me to be alone, completely restricting space to prevent Soul Beasts from signaling, then deliver a fatal strike and obliterate all evidence?

A wolf and a goose looked at each other across the tree; a fierce wind blew and the long-neglected bird’s nest could not bear the weight of the hefty goose.

With a crack, the branch broke, the nest was untouched, but Su He was flung downward.

In an instant, there was no time to react.

Flapping his wings wildly, he fell.

Below, the wild wolf’s eyes narrowed abruptly, darting forward, attempting to bite the wild goose.