Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 319 - 319 45 Who doesn't have a past life_2

319: Chapter 45 Who doesn’t have a past life?_2 319: Chapter 45 Who doesn’t have a past life?_2 Green Thunder was puzzled at the bottom of his heart, “What’s so different about Su He compared to an ordinary Dragon Turtle?”

Is it because he’s black?

Su He licked his lips and parted the rain to arrive at the entrance of Tao Palace.

With a nudge from his dragon head, the grand doors of the Tao Palace opened with a creak, effortlessly.

He looked back and saw a look of ‘I knew it’ on Green Thunder’s face.

He waved his claw, signaling that he could enter at will.

Watching Su He’s careful turtle body and the Spirit Snake tensely coiled in a stance ready to strike as they crawled into the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace, Green Thunder’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The turtle-snake appearance of Su He was indeed different from their own.

Xuan Wu?

Was it a name given by Su He?

Or had it already existed, and he was unaware?

Su He crawled through the entrance into a tunnel, and the grand door behind him closed with a boom.

In an instant, the tunnel became pitch dark, the only light coming from the shining murals overhead.

The murals twinkled with spots of a star map.

Upon closer inspection, there were more than seven hundred stars, constituting the Western Seven Lodgings.

It was a strange world where the tales of the Four Sacred Beasts somehow got lost, yet the study of the stars remained, divided into the four directions.

They just didn’t mention the Four Sacred Beasts, only referring to the likes of the Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper and the Seven Stars of the Southern Dipper.

The names of the Seven Lodgings also differed from those in Su He’s memory.

Since embarking on the path of the Dragon Turtle, his memories from the previous life were recalled without a single detail missed, even scholarly papers and knowledge that had merely been glanced at.

Although Su He had never formally studied the Four Directions Starlords, he had come across them in novels, and he remembered them clearly now.

The Western Seven Lodgings, with fifty-four star officers and more than seven hundred stars, represented the White Tiger!

Was this Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace the work of the White Tiger?

Su He carefully crawled on, the narrow tunnel made it difficult to progress, and the more he crawled, the more the place felt like a tomb passage.

Murals emerged on either side, but they only depicted clouds and mist, indistinct and enigmatic.

The tunnel wasn’t long, merely three to four miles, and soon enough he was out.

Bursting from the tunnel, the sight brightened; indeed, it was a tomb chamber!

A crystal coffin was placed right in the center.

Four passages, one each in the east, south, west, and north, connected to the tomb chamber, and Su He had entered from the west passage.

The starry sky on the ceiling shone brightly, with the Twenty-eight Constellations each taking their positions, corresponding remotely to the stars in the four passages.

As Su He entered the chamber, the whole place trembled with a hum.

A cautious Azure Dragon then swam into view from the eastern passage, looking up at the stars overhead, its face filled with confusion.

Su He did not recognize this Azure Dragon, having never seen it before at the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice.

“My name is Su He, may I ask how my Daoist friend is addressed?” Su He inquired, but the Azure Dragon seemed not to have heard and simply continued to gaze up at the starry sky, unresponsive to Su He.

Su He asked again, but the Azure Dragon still did not respond.

Su He conjured a water ball and flung it over, only to see it pass through the Azure Dragon’s body without making contact.

The Azure Dragon was not a real entity but a Phantom of past events that had transpired here.

The Azure Dragon circled, observing the stars overhead for a long time, then slowly lowered its head, with stars flickering in its eyes as if pondering.

After a while, its eyes gently closed and then reopened.

This time, however, it looked towards the central crystal coffin, fell into deep thought, and approached the crystal coffin.

But as it walked to the center of the tomb chamber, it was blocked by an Array, unable to penetrate no matter what it did.

After several attempts and failing, it finally gave up and reluctantly returned the way it had come, constantly looking back with great reluctance.

As it left, it stared wide-eyed at the murals on both sides of the tomb passage, seemingly seeing much more than clouds and fog.

Su He took a deep breath and also walked toward the crystal coffin, but just then, a blaze of fire shone from the southern passage, and a Fire Phoenix emerged, its expression one of relief.

It looked around, its gaze settling on the White Tiger Passage that Su He had come through, its eyes flashing with a sharp light, “It indeed is the White Tiger!”

She muttered to herself, “Azure Dragon White Tiger, Vermilion Bird Xuan Wu…

Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace…

Four Directions Star Map, what exactly is being suppressed?”

“Yuan Sovereign Clan?” she asked, and another voice from her mouth immediately replied.

Then she resumed her original tone, “Yuan Sovereign, worthy?!”

A single phoenix with dual tones, a schizophrenic Fire Phoenix!

The Fire Phoenix’s eyes narrowed slightly and, passed through by Su He’s water ball, became another Phantom of the past without any hindrance.

She looked around, paused when she saw the eastern passage—likely observing the Phantom left by the Azure Dragon.

Moments later, the Fire Phoenix’s feathers quivered, “It wasn’t Ji Feixue of the Dragon clan that came to the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace?

Who is this Azure Dragon?” The other voice provided no answer.

The Fire Phoenix then looked towards the Northern Passage, where no Phantom remained.

With excitement in her voice, she opened her mouth and emitted a flame, “White Spirit hasn’t been here!

That Mother Turtle actually never came!”

The voice was full of surprise, pride, and then a touch of melancholy.

Phoenix Chao Fei?

Su He almost subconsciously confirmed it.

He saw the Fire Phoenix flap its wings, also attempting to fly to the center of the tomb chamber, but it was still blocked by the array.

“Not a Vermilion Bird, cannot enter?” Phoenix Chao Fei muttered to herself, “Then it’s too early, we are far from becoming Vermilion Birds.”

As she mumbled, she also flapped her wings to return to her own passage.

Azure Dragon, Phoenix Chao Fei, they seemed to rush in hurriedly, and then leave in the same manner.

What terrifying thing in the other passages of the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace was urging them on?

Beneath Su He, the waves churned, also moving toward the center of the tomb chamber.

A barrier blocked his way, preventing entry.

Looking through the barrier at the crystal coffin, Su He suddenly held his breath, forgetting to breathe.

He gazed blankly at the coffin.

The crystal coffin wasn’t covered, and within it lay a still body.

A likeness in his early twenties, with dark eyes and black hair.

The body…

was Su He himself!

His past life!

There would be no mistaking it; that was definitely his past life.

His heart suddenly trembled, as if tightly grasped by someone.

This feeling of blood connection—no, not a blood connection, the relationship was even closer, like a part of one’s own body, like a hand reaching out or a leg stretching forward.

Even though he couldn’t feel its existence, it was his own!

Su He’s chest felt stifled, and the star map above his head seemed to spin chaotically.

The world spun around!

Past life, dead body…

The Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace, was it suppressing my past life’s body?!

Su He’s mind rapidly recalled everything about his transmigration.

He had no memory of the transmigration process, he had fallen asleep, and when he woke up, he was within a Turtle Egg.

He had then been nurtured step by step, struggled to hatch from the shell, and grew.

He had always thought he was reincarnated, just without the prenatal confusion.

Why was his past life’s body here?

And being suppressed at that.

What infuriating, heaven-defying deed had I done without my knowledge?

Su He exhaled a large breath, breathing heavily.

His heart was in turmoil, his entire Turtle Body looking around in confusion, unsure where to rest his gaze.

His four limbs crawled uncontrollably back and forth, his mind a complete mess.

Just as he was at his wits’ end, the array in front of him suddenly dissipated, and the body in the coffin visibly decayed and turned to dust…

Su He was taken aback, hurriedly approaching, but only saw the body turn completely to ash, and a beam of green light shot from the ashes into Su He’s forehead.

A mature, refined female voice resounded in his mind: “I borrow your dead body to suppress the demon evil.

I solidify your True Spirit to help your transmigration.

Now that you have returned, the body shall be released.”

The voice was gentle yet carried a mature, cold clarity.

It wasn’t a voice Su He had ever heard before; the intonation was different from the present, even the pronunciation was different, filled with a desolate, ancient charm, and as it echoed in his mind, Su He understood its meaning.

Su He was astonished.

After hesitating for a while, he was still at a loss.

To borrow his dead body to suppress demon evil…

So he wasn’t the one being suppressed?

His body had that effect?

Looking around, he pondered the unknown number of years this tomb chamber had existed, the unknown number of years his past life’s body had lain here.

So, his transmigration was not to four to five years ago but even earlier?

Or perhaps only a dead body had arrived, borrowed by someone to suppress the demon evil, and then that person solidified the True Spirit to assist his reincarnation.

But this process of reincarnation took a very long time, taking until four or five years ago for him to be born from the egg?

Su He found it difficult to make sense of things at the moment.

Moreover, if this place was suppressing a demon evil, where was the demon evil?

Recalling Azure Dragon and the others’ hurried comings and goings, they clearly knew something he did not, Su He returned to the tomb passage, looking again at the murals on both sides.

Still a cloud of smoke, nothing to be seen.

Su He stepped out, then turned and entered the Northern Xuanwu Passage.

Above his head, the Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper twinkled, a desolate roar echoed…