Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 289 - 289 30 Peacock_1

289: Chapter 30 Peacock_1 289: Chapter 30 Peacock_1 It turned out that the real opportunity did not lie with the Soaring Snake, but within the words “Moon Elder.” The two Soaring Snakes were merely vessels for carrying and nurturing the “Moon Elder.”

Just like the Spirit Clan member embedded within the Locust Tree in the White Spirit Tomb, who simply helped Su He carry the weight of thousands of years of the Eternal Trigram.

On the Flying Boat, Green Snake lay limp on the ground, twisting as if it had drunk liquor laced with realgar.

As Moon Elder entered its body, bringing along a cluster of Soaring Snake’s essence blood, its entire body felt as though it were being pricked with needles, its flesh carved by tiny knives piece by piece, and its bones hammered while marrow was sucked out.

Green Snake twisted as the snake blood seeped from its scales onto the deck of the Flying Boat.

Su Huanian’s brows furrowed slightly, “Opportunity?”

Su He nodded.

The Fairy chuckled lightly, it was satisfying enough to slay one’s enemies, but it was even more perfect if one could strengthen one’s own side while doing so.

Both human and Turtle expressed joy, and even the Camel on the Flying Boat began to clatter excitedly; beasts were especially sensitive to aura and could instantly sense what Green Snake was going through—it had been quite fond of Green Snake during this time.

The Toad sucked on his cigarette, feeling good about the situation, yet while happy, he was also calculating how to compete with the snake for power in the future.

The snake was evolving, but the frog was not.

The difficulty had suddenly increased.

The air all around was filled with joy, except for the Soaring Snake lying on the ground.

When Moon Elder departed, Soaring Snake’s eyes were suddenly empty, and it took a while to come back to its senses.

Upon awakening, it heard the Camel congratulating Green Snake with grunting noises.

It was extremely grating.

Soaring Snake was slightly stunned, and with the loss of the words “Moon Elder,” memories flashed through its mind like a revolving lantern—being imprisoned by White Spirit thousands of years ago, repeatedly being used as a test subject…

White Spirit Annihilation, it tried to destroy the Seven Absolute Secret Realm repeatedly but the memories mysteriously vanished.

It had even seen with its own eyes a snake emerging from the back of a Soaring Snake being refined by White Spirit, but it had never recalled this event even once.

Soaring Snake Yue Lao…

Their very existence was a joke!

They were originally just for leaving opportunities for the Dragon Turtle before them!

It looked at the Spirit Snake hissing on Su He’s back, which after swallowing its flesh twice, had already condensed quite a lot.

The look of one snake and one turtle was all too familiar.

This was the state of the White Spirit!

Soaring Snake panted heavily, with air not entering through its nostrils but directly through the holes in its neck, stirring the blood and creating an eerie noise.

It looked at Su He with eyes full of hatred, wishing it could devour her flesh, but its Divine Sense transmitted another layer of meaning, “Swallow my heart to neutralize the snake poison.

Feng Yi Ju conspires against you in my place, spare the Soaring Snake Clan a path to survival.

All existing Soaring Snakes can be killed or tamed; the newly transcended Soaring Snakes, having cast aside grudges, should be granted a way to live.

I’ll lay bare all of Feng Yi Ju’s calculations to you!”

Its Divine Sense was filled with a grinding bitterness, yet each word was sincere.

Was the dying snake considering the long-term welfare of its clan?

In the hearts of Divine God Beasts, indeed, the clan comes first!

Such is their nature.

Just like Su He first learned not combat skills in his spare time, but the heritage of the Dragon Turtle, concentrating on the techniques of forming Turtle Beads and bloodline.

He had even thought about hatching the Turtle Eggs left by White Spirit, but feared failure.

Moreover, Su He had an inkling that if he actually hatched them, something unpredictable might leap out of the eggs.

Could it be a lively and jumping White Spirit?

Given the whimsical nature of that mother turtle, it wasn’t impossible.

Su He looked at the Soaring Snake, pondering how a Divine God Beast protecting its clan could have turned into a traitor like that of the Phoenix Clan.

Su He shook his head slightly, “I disdain to deceive.

The future of the Soaring Snake Clan should be determined by the clan’s elders.

Even if I were to agree, I may not be able to fulfill it.

However, there aren’t many Dragon Turtles, and they won’t need too many Soaring Snakes.

So long as new Soaring Snakes don’t court death, the Dragon Turtles will probably ignore them.”

Of course, these words were sugar-coated; although the Dragon Turtles had barely concerned themselves with the Soaring Snakes for 300,000 years, this time the Soaring Snakes had indeed been exterminated by Dragon Turtles.

The only one free was the one before him, the rest having been captured and imprisoned.

It was to ensure a supply of food for future Dragon Turtles.

The genocide of a clan was not a matter taken lightly.

In the future, there would be guards against new Soaring Snakes.

It’s conceivable that for every one released, another would be imprisoned, ensuring the Soaring Snakes remained in very limited numbers.

The cruel, unreasoning survival of the beast is just this merciless.

Divine God Beasts are also beasts.

And Su He had no idea how the Soaring Snake had formed a grudge with the Dragon Turtle.

How could he make such a promise lightly?

The Soaring Snake remained silent, its eyes growing even more scattered.

It closed its eyes for a long time before slowly opening them again.

A weak Divine Sense came through, this time devoid of emotion, as if it was accumulating one last merit for the Soaring Snake Clan before death, “Feng Yi Ju has a Dust Free Cover that can imprison Dragon Turtles—they don’t dare to provoke Dragon Turtles and plan to imprison you instead, then go after that girl.”

“Hmm?” Su He’s eyes narrowed.

The weakening Divine Sense from Soaring Snake continued, “The Dust Free Cover was fashioned particularly for Dragon Turtles, beyond the capability of mere Qingyuan.

It must be a creation of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

Do you really think the experts from the Sealed Emperor’s Palace are that easy to convert?

Sealed Emperor’s Palace is merely using him to test the efficacy of the Dust Free Cover.”

“Six thousand years ago, Dragon Turtles trampled the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, an entity regarded as the foremost power of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

How could it permit such an incident to happen again?

It must have analyzed the Dragon Turtles, even the Four Spirits Divine God Beast must have been studied.

The Dust Free Cover is targeted at Dragon Turtles.

I have an Echo Insect, and I see you calling for the insect, the Dust Free Cover will come to you.”

Su He’s Divine Sense surged out, enveloping the Soaring Snake, while he looked up to scrutinize carefully, but he detected no imminent danger.

“You didn’t use the Echo Insect immediately?” Su He asked, referring to the Dust Free Cover targeting Dragon Turtles—if what the Soaring Snake said was true, the Sealed Emperor Palace was courting death, and Feng Yi Ju even more so!

In terms of overall combat power, the Dragon Turtle Tribe indeed could not compare with the Sealed Emperor’s Palace; there were just too many people in the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, and a wealth of Greater Powers resided there, including the top thirty of the Bai Ze List.