Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 261 - 261 13 Opening The Heaven_1

261: Chapter 13 Opening The Heaven_1 261: Chapter 13 Opening The Heaven_1 At the brink of crisis, the Wild Goose flapped its wings and soared to a height of two zhang, barely dodging a wolf attack, only to struggle for another ten zhang before falling to the ground again.

A glint flashed in the wolf’s eyes—this damned turtle is injured!

A rare opportunity, kill!

It was merely the Consciousness into Beast transformation, not an injury to his real body.

Every Dragon Divine God Sacrifice sees Divine God Beast Transmutations fighting to the death; smashing a Consciousness Body just once doesn’t harm the true body.

It won’t lead to a conflict between the two tribes.

Just because we are both Transformed Beasts, if you can’t beat me, that’s because you’re dumb!

As Bifang suddenly pounced, the Wild Goose flapped its wings in a flustered attempt to dodge, but the fall from before seemed to have caused an injury, as each ascent could only reach a height of two zhang before it fell back to the ground after slightly more than ten zhang.

This flight speed was barely enough to dodge its attack.

The Wild Goose was getting weaker with each attempt and several times it almost got bitten.

The wolf currently had a couple of Wild Goose feathers in its mouth.

Su He struggled increasingly, finding it more difficult to fly with each attempt, while Bifang pursued with growing excitement, getting faster and faster!

Over a distance of more than ten li, the bird had reached its limit, it couldn’t dodge anymore!

As the distance closed in, a cold light flashed in the wolf’s eyes, and it rushed forward suddenly.

Die!

This Dragon Divine God Sacrifice, the improvement to your talent ends here!

Bifang exerted force with all four paws, making a fierce dive towards the Wild Goose ahead, and just as it was about to succeed, the Wild Goose flapped its wings against the wind and took to the sky, spiraling upward and flying away…

Bifang’s reaction was delayed; by the time it came to its senses, a sudden sense of crisis washed over it.

It looked down and saw, a dozen zhang away, three wolves gazing at it ominously.

A cold wind carried the smell of wolves from the left and the right as well.

Casting a quick glance around, it realized that six wolves had surrounded it.

The Wild Goose had feigned injury to lure it into the territory of another pack!

Among these six wolves, it recognized three from a scuffle over territory that morning.

Outnumbered, it had lost and fled, licking its wounds during the day, thinking of hiding and traveling west under the cover of night before coming across Su He.

And then Su He had led it right into the midst of this pack of wolves.

Bifang, filled with indignation, roared: “Dragon Turtle!

You only know despicable tricks!

Have the guts to fight me one on one!” It howled furiously, and the six wolves pounced at the same time.

The Growls and Snarls of ordinary beasts were simple, but they understood the challenge issued by this lone wolf.

“Have the guts to fight me one on one!”

In the distant village, over a dozen stray dogs, stirred by the howling and fighting carried on the wind, gathered once again, barking into the night.

Su He circled in the sky, observing the battle below.

It must be said, Bifang’s instincts for battle were impressive; having changed from bird to wolf, it took less than half a month to completely master the essence of wolf combat.

Alone against six wolves, it only managed to run around in a panic, yet it could still counterattack once or twice.

But a common wolf is still a common wolf, and no matter how keen its combat consciousness, its body couldn’t keep up.

It was simply outnumbered.

Blood sprayed violently.

Bifang, losing chunks of flesh, fled howling in pain.

The six wolves chased until the edge of their territory, then stood at the boundary and howled at the full moon—a release for the frustrations of being driven out of the village by dogs.

Su He sighed from high above, knowing that not everything happens as one wishes; Bifang hadn’t died… it was time to give it another push!

Su He flapped his wings and dived, landing on the ground to snatch up a large chunk of flesh that Bifang had dropped, and headed toward the wolf pack’s belly.

Circling the sky, he could see clearly: there was a mother wolf who had recently given birth.

For some reason, perhaps malnutrition, only one pup had survived.

At this moment, the mother wolf was not in her territory, not in her cave—it was the perfect time to act.

The wolf cub had just opened its eyes.

Su He crawled into the wolf den, rubbing the smell of Bifang’s wolf skin and flesh all around, then picked up the wolf cub and flew out of the cave.

Gliding at an extremely low altitude, he headed in the direction where Bifang had fled.

The wolf cub was quite heavy and struggling; the wild goose’s talons were not adept at grasping, making flight exceedingly difficult.

About twelve or thirteen miles away, inside a cave, Bifang was shivering, with two patches of flesh the size of bowls torn raw from its back.

In this season of food shortage and increasing dampness, it was uncertain if it could survive.

However, the longer a consciousness-turned-beast lives, the greater its potential for growth increases.

Even if it meant enduring, it had to keep going.

A degenerate of the Dragon Turtle Tribe who didn’t dare a real duel!

It bared its teeth and grimaced in pain or anger, its blood staining the wolf fur red as it fell in the cave.

As the moon set behind the Western mountains, Bifang’s wolf head lay motionless on the ground, trembling intermittently.

The sun rose, bringing a hint of warmth, allowing it to relax somewhat, but at that moment, a shadow pounced.

It was the Wolf King of that pack, rushing in to bite Bifang on the neck, heedless of the prick of the mane as it dragged Bifang out of the cave; the other two wolves that came with it immediately pounced on Bifang.

One bit into its belly and tore at the flesh!

Earlier still holding its fighting spirit, now having two chunks of flesh ripped off and having lost too much blood on the way back, it was already feeling dizzy.

And now, the wolves came angrily, every attack intending to kill.

In less than half a moment, it lay paralyzed on the ground, twitching, unable to control its body.

Despair filled its wolf eyes.

It didn’t understand why the pack had chased it here or how they had found it.

In its hesitation, it was flung by a mother wolf biting its armpit, its head swirling, catching a glimpse of a wild goose perched on a treetop, holding a little cub under its wing, only its small wolf head visible, trembling violently.

Scoundrel!

A trap!

Bifang immediately realized the truth.

With a pitiful howl, it was rushed by the Wolf King who bit into its neck.

Crack!

Bifang’s wolf eyes gradually lost focus, but in death, it didn’t look once at the wild wolf that bit it to death—it only scornfully watched Su He.

Turtle is a turtle; it doesn’t understand anything of birds.

What kind of wild goose lands on a tree?

All these wild assumptions—so presumptuous!

Without even a smidgen of basic animal knowledge, I reckon you won’t last a few days.

I’ll be waiting for you in Yunmeng Ze!

The wolf eyes fell into complete stillness.

Bifang was dead, and for it, the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice was over.

Su He quietly landed under the tree, put down the wolf cub, and then, using the sunlight, flapped his wings and took off to the west.

In February, the warmth of the sun made for an agreeable flight high in the sky.

East Cloud was far away, Yunmeng Ze even farther.

But with wings, one could always reach.

Flying and pondering along the way, he had been a human, he had been a turtle, and now for the first time, a bird, experiencing life from different perspectives—there was a special charm to it.

Su He hadn’t studied birds much, the most contact he’d ever had with them was when he was a child, following the older kids at the orphanage…

Su He was startled in mid-flight.

He couldn’t remember what he had done with the eldest child!

This wasn’t right!

The moment he transcended into a Dragon Turtle, all his memories had returned; he remembered everything from his past life with crystal clarity, from his birth to his first full moon, to wetting the bed!

Everything he had experienced, gone through, or recited, he remembered it all clearly, regardless of its importance.

When one’s Divine God Soul was powerful enough, being able to remember everything effortlessly was just the basics!

With the Dragon Turtle’s Divine God Soul and flesh body united, and having surpassed the Heavenly Tribulation, the quality of his flesh body had doubled, just like his Divine God Soul.

How could there be a lapse in his memories of the past?

Struggling to recall, Su He realized that he couldn’t remember anything that happened before the age of fifteen in his previous life!

Memory is such an enigma, unnoticeable as it silently slips away.

It’s only when you desperately need it that you realize how much you’ve forgotten.

Half a month as a Consciousness into Beast, fifteen years of memories lost.

One day per year!

Su He’s memories from his past life and current life added up to only a little over twenty years.

Wouldn’t he forget who he was in just another ten days?

Su He didn’t know whether this was a normal process of Divine God Beast Transmutation or some kind of accident.

Either way, he wanted to stop transforming into a beast.

Other Divine God Beasts, even the youngest Meng Xuan who was over six thousand years old, would still know who they were and what they were doing even after transforming for ten years.

Su He couldn’t play such a high-end game; if all memories were lost, he would truly become just an average wild goose.

That wouldn’t be transforming into a beast; that would be truly becoming a brute!

Who knows, by the end of the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice, the consciousness returns only to find that this side has already used the wild goose body to bear thousands of grandchildren, creating a large clan.

Su He flapped his wings and ascended sharply, flying higher and higher into the clouds, then closed his eyes, retracted his wings, and plummeted straight down!

Thwack!

With a crisp sound and a tearing pain, Su He felt his consciousness being yanked, just like when the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice started and his consciousness was pulled, and his mind buzzed.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw a wild goose lying on the ground nearby, its flesh and blood indistinct.

As for himself—he had transformed into another wild goose, standing beside the dead one.

Su He: “…”

This was becoming rather ridiculous; suicide didn’t work?

Then Bifang died somewhat in vain; why didn’t it just break its own neck when it was about to be killed by wild wolves?

A few breaths later and it would be a fine wolf again.

Upon meticulous inspection, there was no difference at all.

A spick-and-span new wild goose.

The only issue was:

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He’d completely forgotten everything before the age of sixteen; now, the earliest thing he could recall was his first visit to a small movie theater at sixteen.

Su He took several breaths, flapped his wings, and flew back to the side of the wild wolf, landing and cawing on the ground.

The she-wolf carried her cubs, and a male wolf instantly pounced, biting down on his neck and shaking vigorously.

Crack!

The wild goose’s neck broke.

The wild wolves rejoiced – this was the bird that ruined their night!

How refreshing!

Su He’s vision went dark, and the sensation of being dragged re-emerged, and upon opening his eyes, he saw a wild wolf carrying a wild goose and following the wolf pack, slinking away.

He had transformed into another wild goose, standing bewildered in the barren land.

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Not only was suicide futile, even being killed by other wild beasts did not allow him to revert; his consciousness was trapped in the wild goose body!

Was there a problem with the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice?

Su He began to run and took flight, heading urgently toward Yunmeng Ze.

The flapping of his wings startled the wolf pack, and the wild wolves looked back to see another wild goose flapping its wings and flying off.

They had stirred up a hornet’s nest.

What a pity they hadn’t seen this bird just now, or else they could have had an extra meal, and once again they stood baffled.

…

In Yunmeng Ze, a flame flashed and extinguished on Bifang’s body.

It slowly opened its eyes and immediately looked in the direction of the Dragon Turtle.

Having incurred the wrath of the Dragon Turtle, it would probably have to keep its distance in the future.

Especially since its clan uncle was grounding it for ten thousand years; after ten thousand years, this Dragon Turtle might catch up to its own realm.

At the same realm, the Four Spirits are insurmountable for ordinary Divine God Beasts.

Bystanders saw the Dragon Turtle surrounded by several people, with Ji Feixue and the Yunmeng Dragon King clearly amongst them, and even the Azure Dragon from Xuan Tian Gate was lowering its dragon head to watch.

Whispers circulated among the crowd.

“That aura, could this Dragon Turtle be possibly Opening The Heaven?”

“It looks like it, but it doesn’t make sense!

It’s only been half a year since he transcended the tribulation!” someone said in disbelief.

Another voice chimed in, “It’s not necessarily impossible.

On the day of his tribulation, Gu Luo once said that this Dragon Turtle had an extraordinary aptitude, and that transcending in one year would make him a Dragon Turtle – look, he’s been able to suppress Bifang and Zhu Yan in combat after just half a year, which means his six months might be equivalent to their twenty thousand years.”

“That’s true!” The previous person paused, then nodded in agreement, “Such a monstrous talent is beyond our imagination.

If this were a conversion, taking twenty thousand years to Open The Heaven is already beyond the deadline!”

A chorus of sycophantic responses followed.

Bifang: “…”

Those were merely the Human Monks’ boys who came to watch the ceremony, who knew nothing and were spouting nonsense.

To Open The Heaven during the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice was merely to fish for fame and show off…

It cursed Su He inwardly, then slowly froze in place.

The Human Monks didn’t understand and were just there for the spectacle.

Having gone through Opening The Heaven twice itself, it knew that the Dragon Turtle was indeed in the process of Opening The Heaven right now.

This aura, this Tao Rhythm, was the essence of Opening The Heaven.

But that wasn’t the main point.

There were always monstrous talents around; the Dragon Turtle was merely lucky with the right time and place.

Anyone could Open The Heaven in half a year if they transcended in a Two-Realms Battlefield with a protector from the Dragon Turtle Tribe.

It’s just that the others didn’t have their own Two-Realms Battlefield!

What astonished Bifang was that the Dragon Turtle was undergoing Consciousness into Beast transformation right now, just after it had been fighting with it.

And judging by the aura of Opening The Heaven, it must have been brewing for a while.

That Dragon Turtle was multitasking, Opening The Heaven while playing with it as if it were nothing.

What then, did it consider Bifang to be?