Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 484 - 484 104 Netherworld·Yuan Sovereign_2

484: Chapter 104 Netherworld·Yuan Sovereign_2 484: Chapter 104 Netherworld·Yuan Sovereign_2 “I surrender!

I surrender!” the Dragon Turtle cried out, stopping and settling to one side.

It turned to look back at the Third Emperor’s Son.

The Third Emperor’s Son’s breathing hitched.

The eunuch standing nearby, with a swollen face showing a dazzling mix of expressions, incredulously stared at Su He.

Surrender?!

You’re a Dragon Turtle, and you gave up without even fighting?

Where is your pride?!

The Third Emperor’s Son let out a breath and said to Su He, “Then, please return the treasures from the Inner Treasury and reside in the Sealed Emperor’s Palace for a while longer.”

The Dragon Turtle shook its head, “Stop kidding!

You are to be the Emperor, why fuss over the petty details with a turtle like me?!”

All the eunuchs immediately lowered their heads, not catching a single word.

Speaking of a Prince aspiring to be Emperor was a grave act of disrespect!

Even if it were made out of nothing, the Third Emperor’s Son could still be reprimanded!

The Third Emperor’s Son shook his head with a wry smile, “Then, I thank you for clearing my name.

In the Mystery Huang World, one must always listen to the words from the Sealed Emperor’s Palace with a grain of salt.”

There is no better way to clarify than through the slanders of an enemy.

The Dragon Turtle blinked in astonishment, “Isn’t that so?

If you had no special intentions and simply wanted to be a leisurely Prince, you wouldn’t mind your reputation at all.

You should be able to enter the Emperor’s Inner Treasury and take whatever you wish whenever you want!

If you dare not enter, isn’t that because reputation is more important to you than treasures?

What does a Prince need a reputation for if not to dethrone your father or vie for the Crown Prince’s position?”

The Third Emperor’s Son’s complexion immediately darkened.

Yin Yuan brushed off the Crown Prince with a stroke of her pen, glanced in the direction of the Inner Treasury, and shook her head at the Crown Prince, “Don’t take the Turtle Kid’s impulsive gibberish seriously, Crown Prince!”

She laughed heartily.

You know, there’s some twisted logic to what that Turtle Kid just spewed!

The Crown Prince chuckled and waved his sleeve again as if to strike Yin Yuan, “If my younger brother wishes to become the Crown Prince, he is free to do so.

Our father is in the prime of his life, with a reign of only 110,000 years.

Being Crown Prince is but a title after all, why not suggest to father tomorrow that the three brothers take turns holding this title, what say you?”

Outside the Sealed Emperor Great World, on an island above, Emperor Luan chuckled heartily, “Who would have thought that the Dragon Turtle Tribe would produce such a sharp-tongued Turtle Kid?

It’s a pity the third one is too well-behaved.

If he really harbored rebellious thoughts, I might actually feel somewhat relieved.”

Ji Feixue giggled.

This might be her fault, isn’t it?

Living with Su He, beating him up every day, he couldn’t even resist a single finger of hers, so he could only resort to verbal sparring.

After some time, he really had become quick-witted with words!

Emperor Luan observed from above, “This Turtle Kid’s avatar technique is quite unique, even making it hard for others to discern the real from the fake!”

A Domain Avatar?

The aura is indistinguishable from the original, it even inherits the “*–” abilities that come with knowing a Dragon Turtle’s name.

But the avatar is too weak.

If the Third simply dared to poke him with a lance, the Dragon Turtle’s cover would be blown.

He looked at his own son and shook his head.

He is still too weak.

The Dragon Turtle was right before him, using the treasures to create a torrent while its true body slipped away, yet he could not perceive it.

He is still a bit behind Stepping Sky Five-fold.

Underneath the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, a Dragon Turtle fell hidden by Snow Concealment, landing directly at the Third Imperial Son’s Mansion.

The Prince’s mansion is connected to the Sealed Emperor’s Palace by qi, protected by it but also dimming its Formation because of it.

Su He landed quietly, his Domain opened wide, but there were no torrential rains or towering waves, nothing was visible or touchable.

Su He learned his Domain application skills from Su Huanian; even the Domain Avatar came from him.

Human Cultivators were far superior in Domain operations compared to Divine God Beasts.

He opened his Domain and Divine Sense at the same time, carefully probing the mansion.

The Secret land was not large; his Divine Sense swept over and found a Drake swimming in a lake.

That guy—lying in wait like a serpent, ready to catch a big fish that Su He did not recognize.

It sank to the bottom of the lake, motionless, its body swaying with the water waves, blending completely with the flow.

Suddenly lashing out, it bit the spine of the big fish, wrapping its body around it tightly, constricting the fish in its grasp.

Su He frowned.

This Drake had no Spirit Wisdom!

But it must be the Drake that Ji Feixue spoke of, carrying a bloodline closely related to Meng Xuan’s, presumerably her cousin.

The Commandery Princess of Yunmeng Ze.

Feeling more carefully, there were also traces of Drake’s presence coming from the Third Imperial Son’s Mansion, but already dead.

There was a scent of Dragon Qi from the Drake corpses, originating from the southeast direction of the mansion—the kitchen.

Su He looked up towards the Sealed Emperor’s Palace in the sky, a trace of coldness streaking through his eyes.

Not only because of the cultural significance from a previous life that gave special affection to dragon-like creatures.

But also, because of Ji Feixue’s existence, Yunmeng Ze was different in Su He’s eyes compared to other places.

Now, two Drakes—one kept like a wild beast in a lake, the other already sent to the kitchen.

Quite the grand scheme!

Inside the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, a cold gleam flashed through the eyes of Su He’s avatar.

The presence from the one that entered the kitchen was somewhat familiar, probably one of the Drakes that had greeted him during the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice alongside the Dragon King.

Given Ji Feixue’s abilities, she must have discovered the plight of the Drakes inside the Third Imperial Son’s Mansion as soon as she arrived in the Sealed Emperor Great World, right?

That woman’s giggling joy, yet who knows what kind of rage and sorrow lies beneath.

Those two Drakes grew up calling her ‘aunt,’ didn’t they?

To think she could hold back, not slapping the Third Emperor’s Son to death!

She’s not the least bit mad.

It’s a pity he wasn’t yet strong enough to defeat the Third Emperor’s Son!

In the distance, a wheelchair raced over, several palace attendants in hot pursuit.

Before they could catch up, the voice of a little girl came through, “Third Brother!

Suppress him, he’s trying to steal Father’s treasury!”

Su He looked at him, his cheeky laughter ringing out, “Tsk tsk, such dominance!” He turned to the Third Emperor’s Son, “How about I give you a prescription to heal her legs, and you let me leave?”