Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 376 - 376 67 The Completion of the Altar_3

376: Chapter 67 The Completion of the Altar_3 376: Chapter 67 The Completion of the Altar_3 This idea merely flickered through Su He’s heart, then he tossed it aside.

He was a Divine God Beast, not a god; there were many things he couldn’t do.

As a Dragon Turtle, Su He could stop a heavy rain within a hundred or a thousand li, but he was unable to stop the rain spanning ten thousand or a hundred thousand li.

Mortals had their own ways of living, just as Cultivators did.

It was best for each to not interfere with the other and cultivate their own fate.

It was getting dark, although it was just past mid-afternoon.

Su He glanced at the Bronze Mirror and saw inside a deep courtyard, Ya Ya stood on a Taishi Chair, looking down at the commoners kneeling on the ground.

Letting the heavy rain wash over them, the faces of the commoners showed a mix of panic and joy, forming strange expressions.

They looked at Ya Ya with both fear and gratitude.

One knelt, then ten, and in a moment, all knelt down.

They dared not shout long live, yet they expressed thousands of thanks.

Yet Ya Ya’s face didn’t show much joy; instead, she seemed lost.

She looked up at the sky, suddenly punched towards the heavens, shattering a swath of dark clouds, and the heavy rain dissipated.

The noisy and grateful voices on the ground fell silent for a moment, and then the kowtows became even more sincere.

They had just been looking at a Mountain King who suddenly performed a benevolent act, unsure whether to accept the good deed, uncertain if the days would be good or bad.

But now they seemed to be looking at a divine spirit.

Su He put down the Bronze Mirror, parted the lake waters with his claws, and leapt up, breaking through the heavy rain and flying towards Su Huanian at the Snow Mountain.

The mountain was incredibly high; half-way up, the rain turned to snow, and further up was a complete blizzard.

Breaking through the snowfall and looking back, the clouds below rolled ferociously, but the edge was cut as though by a tile knife, extremely even.

Through the clouds, the rain below was visible, dense like beaded curtains.

A sight too beautiful to absorb all at once.

Su He liked the rain, maybe because he was a Turtle, or maybe because it was a rainy night before he crossed over.

He had crossed over to the sound of rain.

It seemed Su Huanian had not heard the rain, surrounded only by drifting Sword Qi.

Su He didn’t want to disturb her, so he stopped beside her, quietly waiting.

The darkness of night had completely fallen, and as night arrived, the rain on the mountain did not ease but instead grew heavier.

Su Huanian slowly opened her eyes and looked at Su He helplessly, “If you’re not cultivating, why are you here?”

Su He opened his mouth but no words came out.

Lacking experience, he didn’t know what to say.

With a shake of her head, Su Huanian said, “Back to the scriptures!”

Su He was pleased, immediately closed his eyes, and silently recited the teachings.

His consciousness was led directly up to the starry sky by Su Huanian.

“Wife…”

“Quietly comprehend,” Su Huanian said coolly.

Su He didn’t know how to respond, and it was a while before he heard Su Huanian say, “If there’s a next time, I will strike you!”

Su He was overjoyed, “Good!”

“Quietly comprehend.” Her voice was still cold, yet it no longer pushed people away.

…

The rain continued for a full ten days before the sky gradually cleared.

The weather cleared up, but the temperature had dropped significantly.

True deep autumn had arrived.

In those ten days, Ya Ya only quietly returned once.

She wasn’t there to visit her parents; that unfilial girl didn’t even see Su Huanian.

She quietly found Su He and clung to a fishing rod before running off without looking back.

She had been hungry for ten days outside, unable to bear it anymore and not wanting to return, thinking of using the fishing rod to fend for herself.

The Ruler rolled up and down beside Su Huanian, yet in the end, she did not throw it.

In terms of age and Tao Cultivation, Ya Ya could have been on her own long ago.

What she lacked was Spirit Wisdom.

But these ten days outside, gathering bandits, helping villagers, destroying large households, and killing corrupt officials, she saw a lot and thought a lot.

Surprisingly, her Spirit Wisdom had improved significantly.

Su He didn’t concern himself with these matters, but he was pleased to see her growth.

After all, experience, knowledge, and wisdom were intimately related in a person.

Cultivation days passed swiftly, and within ten days, the “Pan Wu Yandao Jue” had been mastered.

However, the Cultivation Method of Demonic Realm required Su He’s current Divine Sense, Intention, and True Yuan, making the practice several times more effective.

It took just three to four days to fully grasp.

Even among the seven cultivation techniques passed down by Ji Feixue, Su He had comprehended the beginning of one…!

Should it be said that these were fitting for the techniques collected by the Princess of Yunmeng Ze?

They were far more profound than the “Pan Wu Yandao Jue”.

The knowledge involved was too diverse and complicated to understand.

For most of the day, Su Huanian was tutoring him.

Outside Long Moon Mansion, the construction of the Soul Calling Altar had officially commenced.

The heavy rain posed no problem for the mermaids and didn’t affect the construction schedule.

Time passed quietly and steadily, as days went by immersed in cultivation.

As autumn departed and winter arrived with a heavy snowfall, all but the Jade Bamboo withered.

Occasionally, glimpses of pandas tumbling and rolling in the bamboo forest blanketed by snow could be seen.

There was also the Barbarian King Wooden Sculpture that rode on pandas, seeking out bamboo rats for challenges only to be beaten and sent fleeing all over the place.

In the bamboo forest, a Spirit Snake slithered around the Jade Bamboo, circling back and forth, occasionally flicking its tongue.

The Spirit Snake carried an imposing presence, reminiscent of a Drake.

With a hiss, it burst out of the bamboo forest, twisting its body upon the snowy ground and suddenly transforming into the Xuanwu True Body with its Turtle-snake Complementary State.

“Pan Wu Yandao Jue,” where does the Turtle come from, and where does the Snake emerge?

The Turtle is the Snake, and the Snake is the Turtle.

Yin and Yang generate each other, inseparable from one another.

Su He could feel that this was not the Way of the Xuanwu he was seeking, but found this set of techniques quite interesting and worth delving into thoroughly.

Unfortunately, the cultivator who created these techniques had a low Boundary Status, probably just at the Demonic Peak or barely stepping into Stepping Sky.

His perspective was ultimately limited.

Furthermore, when ordinary people practiced “Pan Wu Yandao Jue,” they used True Yuan as the Turtle-snake, creating a Turtle-snake Complementary State inside their bodies.

For Su He, however, the Turtle-snake was his very nature.

With the assistance of Su Huanian, and the techniques from Ji Feixue, “Pan Wu Yandao Jue” in Su He’s hands had already taken on a completely different form.

It was far from the image of Xuanwu, but Su He’s understanding of the harmony between Turtle and Snake had deepened considerably.

A mermaid hurried over and, seeing Su He in the midst of cultivation, stopped at a distance and quietly waited.

Only when Su He assumed the Xuanwu True Body did the mermaid bow from afar and say, “Master, Grandmother asked me to inform you that the altar has been completed.”

Su He was delighted.

Long Min was formidable, taking just one glance at the blueprints, mentioning three months, and it precisely took three months.

Neither more nor less.

“Let’s go!

Let’s take a look,” Su He proclaimed happily, his form riding a surge of water as he led the way toward the outside of Long Moon Mansion.

Three miles southwest of Long Moon Mansion, a dark altar rose up from the ground.

It wasn’t very tall, but its isolated location made it stand out conspicuously.

It resembled a square cauldron, with two massive stone pillars rising high on either side.

The altar wasn’t large, nine zhang in length and width, which for Su He was the size of an ordinary room.

“Master!”

As Su He approached riding the waves, the mermaids guarding the altar bowed and greeted him.

Over the months, having seen Su He more frequently, they were no longer as rushed and flustered as before and saluted in an orderly manner.

Su He waved a paw in recognition and landed on the altar.

Closing his eyes in concentration, he synchronized his Qi with the altar.

After a brief trial, connecting with Spiritual Power and Intention was smooth without any roughness.

The altar was excellently completed!

Su He offered words of encouragement, his Divine Sense stirred, and he condensed several beads filled with Spiritual Energy and adorned with True Yuan.

Compressed to the size of pebbles, they were like water jades imbued with the essence of Dragon Turtle Yuan.

“You’ve all worked hard.

These few water beads are a token of my gratitude.”

The water beads floated down, landing securely next to each mermaid.

The mermaids were overjoyed.

For the mermaids, any item imbued with Dragon Turtle Qi was a treasure—not just for religious reasons, but indeed as a precious artifact that could enhance their Tao Cultivation!

Let alone jade stones personally condensed by the Dragon Turtle, containing True Yuan!