Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 322 - 322 47 Home_2

322: Chapter 47 Home_2 322: Chapter 47 Home_2 “About that,” Su He returned to his senses with a smile.

The Four Spirits all originated from Mystery Huang World and rarely involved themselves in the disputes of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, yet they inherently were not aligned with the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

Now, there was yet another causality involved.

“Then diligently cultivate, and when you meet an enemy, slay them!” Su Huanian’s tone remained unchanged.

The thinking of a sword cultivator is simple: face an enemy and cut them down.

If you can’t, the worst you can do is break your sword in two.

However, the simpler the thinking often leads to striking at the crux of the issue—face an enemy, slay the enemy!

Su He didn’t know how powerful the Yuan Sovereign Clan was, but he had a rough idea about the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

If it were the first great power of all Heavens, they would resort to underhanded assassinations, even wars.

The Dragon Turtles would probably not be able to withstand them.

There were too few Dragon Turtles—if the Dragon Turtle Tribe had thirty or forty adult Dragon Turtles, what would there be to fear in waging war across all Heavens?

But the Dragon Turtles had advanced!

If there weren’t enough Dragon Turtles, then Xuan Wu!

If the quantity wasn’t sufficient, improve the quality!

If Xuan Wu weren’t enough, then the Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Azure Dragon.

The second body, the third body, the fourth body!

No matter who the enemy is, or where they come from, as long as one is invincible, what is there to fear?

Suddenly, Su He was filled with a fighting spirit.

He had never truly cultivated before.

Su He had previously engaged in cultivation whenever he had time, but that was instinctive, or simply because he enjoyed it.

Without a clear purpose.

Now, for the first time, Su He felt a slight sense of urgency—quite thrilling!

Consolidate his Boundary Status, enhance his Inner World.

Ponder the Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper, and seek the path of Xuan Wu cultivation!

And not to fall behind with his Peacock True Body.

Having no blood relation with the Vermilion Bird, there was no reason why Phoenix Chao Fei could pursue the Vermilion Bird Path, and he couldn’t.

Of course, that was a matter for later.

Right now, he had only just begun on the Dragon Turtle Path.

You can’t get fat with one bite!

Take it slow!

Su He’s depressed mood of several days suddenly lifted.

He let out a long skyward howl, startling the little turtle on his back into trembling, with thunder crackling around its body.

Ya Ya cried out, and with a whoosh, jumped down from Su He’s Shell, indignantly spitting out a Thunder Orb, which exploded on Su He’s Dragon Head with a bang.

“Wah yah yah!

Impudent girl!

Watch out!” Su He shouted, swiping his paw and turning the lake water into a pillar that suddenly surged towards the little turtle.

The huge water dragon knocked her over, spinning her Turtle Shell upside down in the water and bouncing her far away.

Far away…

Far away…

Until she was just a small black dot on the horizon.

Moments later came a roar of thunder, as a tiny thunderous turtle skimmed over the lake, speeding in from the horizon, wailing with an atmosphere of fierce killing intent, and letting out a roar filled with Divine God Might from afar.

Another Thunder Orb shot out but was easily dodged by Su He.

The Thunder Orb smashed into the bamboo hut behind him, exploding on impact.

The whole bamboo hut was instantly reduced to pieces.

It was the hut that Su Huanian had personally built a few days ago to rest and cultivate in.

Su Huanian chuckled lightly, watching the playful clash between the two Dragon Turtles, waving his hand to have the debris fly towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

With a flick of his finger, a Sword Qi shot out.

The Fairy sat still as Sword Qi danced behind her, chopping down countless bamboo plants, drawing water, air-drying them, and in a moment, they turned into bamboo materials.

With a gentle wave, the bamboo materials fell in order, constructing a new bamboo hut on the spot.

It was much finer than the previous one, turning the former farmer’s cottage into a bamboo hut in the forest, with a touch of artistic sense.

Just then, another water ball shot towards her and exploded within the newly built bamboo hut, the waves gushing in all directions.

This time, Su Huanian didn’t need to deal with the debris, as the waves washed away the broken bamboo pieces.

Just built, the bamboo hut was gone.

Su Huanian sighed with a wry smile and looked towards the two Dragon Turtles—Su He was getting addicted to the play, flipping Ya Ya over with two claws.

The little turtle yelled out as she righted herself, and with a fierce head-butt against the Big Turtle, she ended up dazedly unable to move for a while.

When the two Turtles collided, it sounded like a bell, resonating long and far, its vibration rippling through the lake and the mountain forest.

Su Huanian smiled faintly, extending his slender jade fingers once more to set a point amidst the forest, and in a moment, a bamboo house appeared again.

It was not as exquisite as the last one but had a bit of a homey feel to it, complete with an outdoor stove and a chicken coop.

And then!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning, a sphere of water, and the bamboo house disappeared once more—this time even more thoroughly.

The intense heat of the lightning didn’t even allow the house to burn; it just turned to ash that was completely washed away by the water sphere without a trace.

Su Huanian’s smile stiffened as he suddenly drew his Immortal Sword, which became a flash of sword light accompanied by a sharp ringing, slashing towards two Dragon Turtles.

The Dragon Turtles stared dumbfounded, sprinting off to the left and right while pleading for mercy.

Within moments, their figures vanished completely.

Su Huanian stood still, watching the two fleeing turtles silently, and after a long while, he chuckled, a twinkle passing the corner of his eye.

With a wave of his hand, another bamboo house appeared, slightly larger this time.

Thinking for a bit, he used broken bamboo sticks from the previous house to encircle the new one with a fence.

He constructed a horse stable and a doghouse.

The fence enclosed a small pond within the courtyard, and he built a toad nest from bamboo next to a strong, undying jade bamboo, where a bird’s nest appeared.

A streak of blue light flashed between Su Huanian’s eyebrows, and the Green Bird flew out, cocking its head as it looked around the small yard and then at Su Huanian.

It had been wounded and unconscious in Su Huanian’s sea of consciousness since the fight with the Soaring Snake, only now awakening.

Yet it found that its master’s state of mind seemed to have undergone a transformation as profound as heaven and earth.

The setting sun dipped below the horizon, its light slanting across the lake waters, reflecting the bamboo house in a dazzling sheen.

Soon after, night fell.

In the distance over the lake, a large and a small Dragon Turtle stealthily made their way back, the Little Dragon Turtle lying atop the Big Dragon Turtle’s shell, with remnants of shrimp shells still clinging to the corners of its mouth.

Gazing at the distant bamboo house, their eyelids slowly drooped, and their breathing became long and even.

Even the electricity that flickered on their bodies subsided, as the Little Dragon Turtle drifted into deep sleep.

Su Huanian approached, gently lifting the Little Dragon Turtle from Su He’s body.

Ya Ya nestled into her embrace, finding a comfortable position.

It could still be held now, but in some time, when the Little Dragon Turtle grew larger, it would no longer be possible.

Su Huanian set Ya Ya on her lap, gently stroking the Turtle Shell.

Su He lay beside her, gazing up at the starry sky.

At this time of year, not all of the Xuanwu Seven Constellations had appeared.

But whether visible or not, they are part of the Star Fate cycle, an intrinsic part of the path to enlightenment.

Observing the natural world, The Great Tao originates from all things.

Studying the various phenomena is fundamental to cultivation—just as important as reciting the Tao Scripture, with each having its own merits and both indispensable.

Su He knew many Tao Scriptures from this life and those he had dabbled in his past life.

In his past life, he had studied Chinese and the Sutras and Tao Scriptures were essential texts.

Just like Morality, though not a Cultivation Technique, it elucidates the primal truths of the universe and is sure to benefit enlightenment…

Lost in thought, Su He suddenly froze.

Years had passed since his transmigration, and he had been practicing cultivation for no short period, but he had never attempted to comprehend “Morality,” “Huang Ting”…

It wasn’t that he couldn’t; it just hadn’t occurred to him, as if he had deliberately overlooked it!

Recalling his past life memories multiple times while transforming, the scriptures were present in his mind but never given a moment’s consideration.

What went wrong?

How could a cultivator, who knows “Morality” and “Huang Ting” by heart, never have taken them into account for years?!

According to Su He’s memories, these scriptures were merely written by sages of the mortal realm in his former life, but after arriving in this world and truly encountering the Xuan Wu and Vermilion Bird, and even witnessing creatures with powers of flight and earth-travel,

how many can still consider the immortal heroes and way of cultivation from their previous lives as mere myth and legend?

A ordinary myth that happened to match the cultivation of this world?

How could it be so coincidental?!

Su He slowly closed his eyes, focusing intently.

After a while, he opened them again—it was only after his past life’s corpse turned to ash and a streak of light returned to him that these overlooked matters caught his attention.

In the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace, wasn’t it the corpse from his previous life that suppressed demons and evils but the memory of Tao Scriptures like “Morality” and “Huang Ting” that he could recite?