Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 390 - 390 72 Ya Huang_2

390: Chapter 72 Ya Huang_2 390: Chapter 72 Ya Huang_2 For a cultivator to be able to battle with Green Thunder — even if they are pinned to the ground and rubbed into the dirt within three moves, that too is a symbol of strength.

Not just anyone can perform two moves under Green Thunder’s hand.

Even a common cultivator of the Heaven Seven-fold Boundary Status cannot do it!

Let alone a battle cultivator who has only reached the Sky Six-fold.

The gap between truly top cultivators is far wider than that of lower-level cultivators.

The difference between cultivators of the Heaven Seven-fold is no smaller than the difference between a Divine God Beast and a wild dog.

The flying boat descended, and mermaids were already waiting to greet them outside the Long Moon Mansion.

Today the lord and lady were bringing guests home, and the mermaids naturally could not be rude.

As they welcomed the guests into the mansion, the Savage King, riding on his own panda, shouldered his giant axe and scrutinized the entering crowd from atop the tree by the gate.

Three Phases Monk stopped in surprise as he looked at the marionette: “Spirit?”

Finishing his words, he shook his head: “No, that’s not right, it’s just a wooden carving, yet it has a touch of a spirit’s essence.

Whose remarkable work is this?”

Su He smiled and said, “I bought it casually in Taiyue City without paying much attention to it.”

Spirits are natural existences born from heaven and earth, and were even once called divine.

Water has its Water Divine God, and mountains have their Mountain Divine God.

The Mountain Soul is greatly associated with the Mountain Divine God.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the Three Phases Great Master, this wooden marionette seemed to have a touch of a spirit’s essence.

“Given the chance, I should meet this fellow who sells marionettes,” Three Phases Monk uttered Amitabha Buddha.

Following Su He into the Water Mansion, he barely sat for a moment before eagerly turning to Su He.

Long Min approached with a bow, presenting a jade pendant in both hands.

Three Phases Monk’s breath tightened, and he rubbed his hands together, wiping them on his pants repeatedly before shakily taking the jade pendant.

At the same time, he handed over a bright pearl to Long Min with gratitude in his voice, “Thank you, fellow cultivator, for your assistance.

This pearl was wagered in a bet with a mermaid of the Stepping Sky Realm during a sacrifice, containing its Tao Rhythm, and should be somewhat helpful to you.”

Long Min was taken aback and dared not accept it.

She had only danced the Witch Dance at the altar because she was following the orders of her divine god, not because she was bestowing a favor on the great master.

She dared not accept it but also dared not refuse, turning her head to look at Su He.

A glint of amusement flashed in Su He’s eyes as he nodded.

A mere mermaid pearl was not considered precious to him.

Long Min immediately expressed her joy and gratitude.

Having accepted it, she saw that the monk was impatiently inspecting the jade pendant, so she tactfully bowed and withdrew.

“The Old Man Nanming’s jade pendant, damn it, I owe him big now.

I’m afraid I won’t be able to repay this favor unless the Buddha Lord offers himself in return, right?”

Three Phases Monk held the jade pendant and muttered to himself, “Maybe one day I’ll just slaughter him.

If I kill him, I won’t owe the favor anymore.”

He murmured as he touched the jade pendant, from which the Divine Spirit of Qian Qianzi floated out and landed, opening her eyes, “Thank you, Three Phases for…

Eh?

Colorful Monk, what happened to you?”

She was about to express her respectful thanks by bringing her hands together but was taken aback upon seeing the red flames burning around Three Phases Monk and his appearance that had reverted to that of a thirty-year-old.

He had gone all out!

Three Phases Monk had a special way of cultivation, only by triggering the limit of his True Yuan to burst forth could his appearance be restored.

The red flames around his body were caused by the dispersion of True Yuan, and Qian Qianzi’s heart suddenly clenched tight.

Su He’s eyes lit up.

Is there a play?

He made a discreet gesture with his claws and quietly retreated, as he passed by Ji Feixue and Su Huanian, the two fairies, with a tacit understanding, landed on his turtle shell.

Snowflakes fell upon the waters of Autumn Lake, melting as they touched the surface.

Looking up from beneath the waters, the whole world was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the pure white world rippled with the water.

One dragon, one turtle, and one person all fell silent, quietly watching the snowy windswept surface of the water.

At East Cloud Mountain, the battleground, a hearty laugh echoed as a space was cleaved open by an iron chain, and a man flew out on his sword, dragging the body of a Sealed Emperor Palace Monk in his left hand and brandishing the iron chain in his right.

This was a unique method of Xuan Tian Gate, to be able to pull out the iron chains of the Sealed Emperor Palace People and condense it into a tangible object, with exceptional uses.

As he emerged, he looked around and exclaimed, “Eh?

The battle between Three Phases Great Master and the Little Dragon Turtle friend hasn’t ended yet?”

Unexpectedly, he was the quickest!

A sense of pride welled up inside him, only to hear a voice from above, “No, they finished long ago.

One is immersed in the bliss of togetherness, and the other is anxious for the person in his dreams.

They’ve both forgotten about you, that’s all.”

The middle-aged man from Xuan Tian Gate: “…”

He opened his mouth, feeling a stifling discomfort in his throat, and looked up at the huge Dragon Turtle floating above.

“Did Senior Green Thunder come for Young Friend Su He?”

There’s only one Sealed Emperor Palace Monk of the Three-fold Stepping Sky in the underground palace, right?

The Little Dragon Turtle actually called for elders?

After all, youth equates to a lack of experience, even if the combat power is on par.

Green Thunder shook its head and lifted its Dragon head to gaze into the distance.

Its gaze was forlorn.

Your Young Friend Su He doesn’t need me, he’s got a wife now.

Even if I stubbornly stayed here, I wanted to see when that rascal would remember that he had an Uncle traversing several grand worlds coming to save him.

Not only did he not meet me, but he didn’t even utter a word of thanks!

Above Autumn Lake, Su He shivered slightly: “I have a creeping sense of crisis.

Did I forget something?”

Ji Feixue chuckled delicately, “Little Master, don’t overthink.

With our Boundary Status, there are only things we choose not to remember.

How could we have inadvertently forgotten anything?”

Su He was covered in metaphorical black lines.

From beneath the water, Three Phases Monk’s transmitted voice arrived: “Young Friend Su He, rest assured, I left an avatar at East Cloud Mountain.

When Qu Xing returns, I’ll personally thank him and offer generous gifts.

If it wasn’t for Qu Xing’s battle today, this poor monk fears he might not have lasted.”

With fairies around, do you still have the leisure to listen to our idle chatter, Great Master?

“Please extend my thanks to Qu Xing, Great Master,” Su He requested.

Qu Xing had come to guard the Two-Realms Battlefield to give face to Su He, and Su He had to show his appreciation.

Within the Mountain and Sea Mystery Realm, Su He’s consciousness echoed a long cry towards the direction of Green Thunder.