Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 375 - 375 67 The Completion of the Altar_2

375: Chapter 67 The Completion of the Altar_2 375: Chapter 67 The Completion of the Altar_2 “Ungrateful!” Ji Feixue gritted her teeth and fiercely kicked him, the bells on her ankles jingling melodiously.

She poked Su He’s forehead and asked, “Whisper it to me, the legacy of White Spirit that remained within the Dragon Turtle, does it involve any time-related Divine Skills?”

Investigating the Heritage Dragon Turtle, huh.

There wasn’t anything to hide, Divine Skills are meant to be used.

The Divine Skills of the Dragon Turtle Tribe had been researched by countless others, and many major forces knew more about them compared to Su He.

But…

all the Divine Skills were in the eyes of the Heritage Dragon Turtle, Su He didn’t know which one was left behind by White Spirit!

Seeing Su He’s dilemma, Ji Feixue laughed lightly, “Did the legacy shadow left by White Spirit involve any experience with time?”

Su He blinked.

Ji Feixue was extremely knowledgeable about the Dragon Turtle’s heritage, even knowing about the legacy shadow.

He shook his head and said, “There are combat skills, there are varied strategies, there are Refining Devices, Alchemy, Formations…

but I haven’t seen anything about time.”

Ji Feixue looked at him, then suddenly, as if she saw something inconceivable, she exclaimed in astonishment, “Alchemy?!

White Spirit doing Alchemy?

Is she trying to blow up the Dragon Turtle Tribe?”

What’s the difference between White Spirit practicing Alchemy and Canchen Taoist Artifact Refining?

They are both set like Laws, and if they didn’t blow up the furnace, one would suspect if it’s the end of the world in All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

“Is there anything else?

You don’t need to tell me the specifics, just if it involves time or not.”

Su He thought for a moment, and a spark of Star Intent Decision flickered toward Ji Feixue from between the Dragon Horns.

The Fairy Ji, who disliked private conversations, did not swat away the spark this time.

“The strongest Talisman Runes left by our sister number three, one involves Fortune Telling, which I can’t understand.

The other two cannot be looked at.”

“?” A question mark appeared above Ji Feixue’s head.

She didn’t have a speech balloon, and the question mark simply sprouted above her, even wobbling from side to side.

“The other two Talisman Runes cause dizziness and a headache at the slightest touch of consciousness, like being sucked into them, completely unable to be viewed.”

Ji Feixue fell silent.

She didn’t speak for a long while and after some time, she slightly raised her head, looked at Su He, and said, “Little Master, I need to step out for a while, and it’ll be at least two months before I return.

Make sure you take care of yourself and don’t let Phoenix Chao Fei devour you.”

The Phoenix still hasn’t given up?

Su He was exasperated, an imaginary bubble above his head: “What are you going to do?”

Did she think of something when she heard about White Spirit’s Symbols?

As Ji Feixue was lightly stepping to leave, she turned back and smiled at him, “Don’t worry, I am devoted and will not sneak even a glance at other men.”

Su He: “…”

In front of him, a flash of white light appeared, and Ji Feixue’s Consciousness Body had disappeared.

Unlike the other members of her tribe, she and Su He were similar, seldom leaving their Consciousness Bodies in the Profound Realm.

Su He exited Qianjiang, swept his Divine Sense again beneath Autumn Lake, but still no trace of Ji Feixue was found.

He particularly paid attention to Su Huanian, the mountaintop was quiet, still no sign of Ji Feixue.

What a liar!

He knew she wouldn’t really go to Su Huanian.

Unable to find her, Su He simply stopped searching, returned to the Star Watching Platform, and lay back down, preparing to enter a meditative state.

Suddenly, inspiration struck him, and he opened his mouth to whisper, “Be careful!”

Shortly after, Ji Feixue’s voice rang in his ears, “Little Master, are you concerned about me?

Teehee, rest assured, no one in this world can harm me, apart from you.”

Demoness!

She’s seducing me again!

She hasn’t left!

Su He’s Divine Sense swept through again, still no sign of her anywhere.

At the top of Snow Mountain, Ji Feixue stretched her arms and yawned, “Alright, now that I’ve handled my business, I’ll be off.

If I don’t go now, you might slay me with your sword.”

Little Master was absolutely right, his delicate little lady truly dared to slash her with a sword.

If it weren’t for the delicate timing of her appearance, before they confirmed their relationship, that Immortal Sword would surely have fallen on her by now.

“I’m not there, so keep a close eye on Little Master, don’t let him flirt with other girls,” Ji Feixue chuckled, “Don’t be fooled by his Turtle status, once he comes to his senses, he can be quite fierce!”

As she spoke, she glanced once more at the Immortal Sword beside Su Huanian, then vanished in a flash.

What a sword Mistress Su had!

And to carry it so openly, yet nobody managed to realize and steal it.

But not to worry now, who in their right mind would dare to steal an Immortal Sword from the son-in-law of the Dragon Turtle Tribe?

“Stop looking, she’s gone,” Su Huanian’s voice arose beside Su He.

The Dragon Turtle exerting Divine Sense trembled slightly.

That demoness really went to find Su Huanian?

He peeked towards the mountaintop, only to see that an intricately carved snow chair had appeared out of nowhere next to Su Huanian, lavish and free-spirited, unmistakably the craftsmanship of a demoness.

“Tonight, I shall practice my swordplay.

You shall comprehend the Star Fate on your own!” Su Huanian’s voice was cold.

Su He opened his mouth to speak but let no words escape.

Is this jealousy?

The Cold Fairy feels jealousy?

For some reason, there was a sense of glee at the bottom of his heart.

“Wife!” Su He called out.

Su Huanian stood silently with closed eyes, paying him no heed.

“Wife!” Su He called again.

Still no response.

“Wife~~”

“Cultivate!” There was a touch of helplessness in Su Huanian’s cold voice.

Su He still intended to be cheeky, but then he saw that Su Huanian was already enveloped in Sword Qi, fully absorbed.

His open mouth closed again, and he murmured softly before closing his eyes lightly, inhaled deeply like a giant whale, drawing in the Autumn Lake Water Yuan to strengthen his own True Yuan.

On the peak, a slight smile crossed the corners of Su Huanian’s lips.

…

A heavy rain that had been brewing for days began to pour down unexpectedly, pounding the lake with a pit-pat, occasional lightning streaking across the sky.

Smelling the water vapor in the air, it seemed that this rain wouldn’t stop for quite some time.

The rainy season this year was delayed by two to three months, now deep into autumn, when the mortals would have just finished the harvest, drying their grains.

After this rain, the grains might sprout, making the coming winter hard to endure.