Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 465 - 465 98 Turtle Grandpa!

465: Chapter 98 Turtle Grandpa!

Save Mother!_2 465: Chapter 98 Turtle Grandpa!

Save Mother!_2 Soon after Su He lapsed into silence, a clear and serene Tao rhythm once again emanated from him.

He had recently discovered that when inheriting formation knowledge, unconsciously chanting the Tao Te Ching improved his learning efficiency frightfully.

“Formation, lies within the Tao!”

Or rather, the Tao Te Ching is like an overarching principle, encompassing all formations, talismans, artifacts, and techniques…

Ji Feixue’s upright figure slowly relaxed.

Here it comes again.

The Tao rhythm from the little master hasn’t changed one bit, it’s just…

much weaker!

The moment the Tao rhythm surged, a white dragon phantom rose from the suppressing barrier surrounding Su He, isolating all auras.

Even the Chaos was partitioned off.

Time passed, day by day.

In the blink of an eye, three days had gone by.

Su He, immersed in his studies, suddenly opened his eyes and looked beyond the Chaos.

Ji Feixue at his side had also turned her gaze outward.

Su He’s breathing grew heavy, his body trembling faintly.

Just now, a heart-palpitating sensation arose as if he had lost the most important thing in his life.

He was flabbergasted and at a loss.

Something had happened to Su Huanian!

Ji Feixue placed a hand on top of his head: “It’s okay, I’m here.”

With Ji Feixue’s words, their surroundings rapidly transformed, swiftly moving through the Chaos.

The space shifted and they were already outside Phoenix Valley.

A cold wind blew through Phoenix Valley, frosting over the exterior of Su He’s shell with a layer of ice.

Carried within the wind was the faintest trace of Su Huanian’s aura.

Very weak!

Ji Feixue pointed toward the mouth of the valley, and an image rose at the entrance.

Through the falling snow that filled the sky, the entire scene within Phoenix Valley was displayed.

White!

A vast expanse of white, not the normal whiteness of snow, but bearing a chilling paleness.

The entire world was silent, the winds fiercely howling.

Yet here, the cold seemed so severe that it froze even sounds from escaping.

Not a single noise was heard.

A beautiful figure walked through the snowstorm, with each step slashing a sword towards herself.

Cut Dao Collection!

Cut Divine Godsense!

Cut Physical Body!

With every sword strike, Su Huanian’s life force weakened slightly, one after another, in the blink of an eye from Demonic to Transcendence.

She was slashing away her own cultivation level.

The earlier palpitations were due to a premonition she had dropped from Stepping Sky to Demonic.

In the Demonic Realm here, it was certain death!

Su He’s breathing became ragged, and he was about to rush into Phoenix Valley but was firmly pressed into the snowy ground by Ji Feixue’s palm.

“Roar!” Su He’s roar was stifled in his throat.

As he struggled, Ji Feixue’s palm was like an entire world, unmoving.

On all fours, he exerted all his strength, his eyes bloodshot.

Turning his head in confusion, he looked towards Ji Feixue.

Ji Feixue softly shook her head: “She seeks to break through her own limits.

The cultivation she slashes away will naturally return once the limits are breached.

But if little master, you go in and interrupt her progress, then your sister will indeed be beyond saving.”

The breakthrough method Su Huanian had chosen was not simply to break through herself at the extreme, but rather like an ancient witch sacrifice.

Every sword that was swung was not merely sword qi, each one was a grand sacrifice with the sword as an offering.

A witch sacrifice must not be interrupted.

Ji Feixue watching, recognized that Su Sister’s origins were not simple!

Such a witch sacrifice was not something ordinary people could wield.

Ji Feixue herself had a witchcraft lineage, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to exhibit such powerful soul-summoning witch dances.

Su He’s struggles gradually subsided, his gaze fixed on the valley.

Within the valley, the flying snow was like knives, carving the valley and breaking stones.

Su Huanian walking amidst seemed to sense something, turning back to look towards the valley entrance.

A gentle smile rose on her lips.

“Wait for me…”

With a rise and fall of her sword, a layer of frost rose from her feet and crept upwards.

Feet, legs, waist…

The snowstorm blew past, the figure vanished, morphing into an ice sculpture.

Not an indestructible ice sculpture, but one which would shatter upon a single touch.

The Tao rhythm spread out from the ice sculpture, sharing similarities with the Tao Te Ching that Su He chanted silently.

Su He shook like a sieve.

Ji Feixue pressed down on him in silence.

But her face no longer carried the aura of a seductress, only seriousness.

Su Sister has great ambitions!

She deceived others, not just seeking to break through her limits.

When trying to reach Stepping Sky Seven-fold, she really wanted to push that door open!

“Was my sister an immortal in a past life?” Ji Feixue quietly asked, and Su He replied in an extremely low voice: “Tan Tai Immortal Sovereign.”

Ji Feixue slightly concentrated her focus.

No wonder!

“Sister,” Su He’s voice, trembling: “I ask you for a favor.”

Before he had spoken, Ji Feixue had already advanced forward at a graceful pace, reaching into Phoenix Valley and pulling out three figures who had been comprehending the snow within.

She tossed them out.

With faces covered in frost, the three became enraged.

As they rose to lash out, recognizing who had caught them, they immediately ceased their attack.

A scholar among them, still somewhat indignant, wished to argue.

Ji Feixue glanced at him: “From this moment onward, Phoenix Valley is sealed.

Speak a word, and face death!”

The scholar opened his mouth to speak but dared not to utter a sound.

An elder by his side quickly pulled him away without a backwards glance.

Ji Feixue never jests, only smiles as she talks of killing.

Her laughter has always been for her own people, even over the past few years, it’s only been present around Su He.

The Crazy Mother Dragon of Yunmeng Ze, not even Tianwang Laozi would be spared if she intended to kill.

She had killed the empress of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, even the Taoist Priest of Guiwang Mountain.

Those who sought her life were as numerous as hairs on an ox, yet for tens of thousands of years, she has lived unhindered.

She didn’t kill today because her husband was by her side, because Su Huanian is entering the Dao.

She didn’t wish for blood qi to taint the atmosphere, otherwise, the moment that scholar showed obstinacy, he would already be a dead man.

If the Taoist Priest of Guiwang Mountain faced certain death, what of the Academic Master of the Jixia Academy?

Ji Feixue turned, pointing and swiping forward, a thin membrane flashed across the mouth of Phoenix Valley.

An Azure Dragon flickered once across it, and the membrane vanished as if it had never been there.

The wind continued to blow, the snow fell unchanged.

Su He, not understanding, raised a claw and reached forward, as if touching a Thunder Pool for just an instant.

His turtle form was instantaneously flung away, a streak of attacking sword light followed, aiming straight for his brow.