Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 496 - 496 108 Reins_2

496: Chapter 108 Reins_2 496: Chapter 108 Reins_2 Su He was surprised to see inside Gujing Pavilion, a slim and graceful fairy stood beneath the peach tree, looking this way with a mixture of shyness and anticipation.

Master Ci Fang stepped in, passing the triple relic in his hand to Qian Qianzi.

The instant he raised his hand, all the measures on the avatar’s body disappeared, leaving only the Buddha light from the relic.

Qian Qianzi stared blankly at the body.

The old monk blinked and with a thud, threw the triple relic avatar on the ground, “Damn it!

The bastard has run off to escape his marriage!”

He looked up to the north, “Where are the Eighteen Arhats!”

Eighteen streams of Buddha light soared to the sky from the northern courtyard.

Master Ci Fang brought his hands together in prayer with a compassionate look, “Go catch that bastard!

Break his legs!”

Violating the precepts may be tolerable, as it’s merely a difference in scholarly views, but starting trouble and then abandoning it is an issue of character!

Do you think it was easy for me to convince those old monks in the southern courtyard to allow you to have a Taoist partner?

The eighteen streams of Buddha light went south, filled with killing intent.

Everyone held back their laughter, as Su He looked at Ji Feixue in astonishment.

Ji Feixue blinked, “Little Master, don’t blame us, it’s he himself who was screaming for help in Qianjiang!”

With a light tap from Ji Feixue, a page unfolded in front of Su He, showing the public chat area in Qianjiang.

Three Phases Monk, “Fairy Ji, please assist this poor monk for a moment.

Once I escape the clutches of evil and arrive in Red Flame Valley, I will be sure to repay you handsomely!”

Red Flame Valley was where Qian Qianzi’s Cave Mansion was located.

Ji Feixue, “…”

Ji Feixue, “Are you sure you want to leave?”

Three Phases Monk, “Indeed!

Not even Tianwang Laozi himself could stop Buddha Lord.

If I don’t leave now, once inside Gujing Pavilion, I’ll never be able to get out!”

The image ended there.

Su He looked at Ji Feixue with a suspicious gaze, Sister, don’t shake me up!

Surely you must have sensed Qian Qianzi’s presence in the temple long ago?

Revising my previous judgment!

Poor Three Phases.

Qian Qianzi’s face slightly stiffened, looking at the body of the Three Phases, sensing the connection to Qianjiang that suddenly became available, she immediately knew what had happened.

Her face reddened a little, and looking at Ji Feixue, she stomped her foot, “Sister Ji!”

Ji Feixue giggled coquettishly, looking at Qian Qianzi, “Do you also want to escape from old Master Ci Fang’s clutches?

I’ll help you!

He can’t beat me.”

Qian Qianzi’s face flushed at once.

Where would she flee to?

She entered on her own!

She was just fine in her cave mansion when suddenly a space channel opened up inside it.

Mon Ci Fang poked out half of his body and left with the Three Phases.

Qian Qianzi thought that their affair had been discovered by Gujing Pavilion and that the monk was taken back to be punished.

Fearing that she might encounter thieves again, being captured for study of her Divine God Soul, Three Phases Monk had given her a teleportation command long ago, which could send her directly to Gujing Pavilion.

Without a second thought, Qian Qianzi activated the teleportation command and traversed space to arrive.

And then…

she was caught red-handed by Master Ci Fang’s avatar.

But for some reason, as soon as Master Ci Fang saw her, he was astonished by her appearance and said she had wisdom roots identical to the Three Phases, insisting on convincing her to renounce secular life and become a nun.

To take her in, he somehow persuaded the abbot of the southern courtyard to tacitly approve her relationship with the Three Phases.

No need for more banter here, as the novices had already led everyone to the dining hall.

The “dining hall” was actually an open-air lake, where Su He saw four mountain-sized Dragon Turtles, all too big for an ordinary monastery dining hall.

Delicate dishes were suspended in the air, held aloft by lotus leaves, reflecting the stars and bright moon on the water’s surface, serene as if carrying the night sky beneath the lake.

Everyone took their seats at leisure, some in pairs, some in small groups, others drinking alone away from the rest.

The four Dragon Turtles did not huddle together but lay in four different directions, each with a flying boat full of delicacies before them.

However, the Dragon Turtles did not open their mouths but merely inhaled gently, absorbing the essence of the food.

Su He widened his eyes, full of curiosity.

Green Thunder looked at him, “Want to learn?”

Su He nodded, this skill was excellent.

There would be no need to rip and tear at food like a wild animal during a banquet.

“I won’t teach you!” Green Thunder rolled his eyes.

“…”

Is it because you’re too weak to teach me?

Su He dared not ask this aloud, he wanted to stay alive.

He turned to Gu Luo, who according to the Little Dragon Turtle’s arrangement, was Su He’s “guardian”.

Su He could actually ask Gu Luo for dowry, housing, and resources.

But he was unlucky.

Shortly after his tribulation, Gu Luo entered seclusion and left him in the care of Ji Feixue and Azure Dragon Qing Cang, falling into a state of meditation.

Gu Luo was also frustrated.

Temporarily going into seclusion to leave Turtle Kid with close friends was standard practice.

Even if seclusion lasted for a hundred or so years, for the Dragon Turtles, it was nothing more than a nap.

Who could have anticipated that upon awakening, this Turtle Kid would emit the aura of a second Opening Heaven Divine Artifact!

This group of new turtles, one White Spirit and the other Su He, had a terrible experience with child-rearing!

The two they’d left in charge were unreliable!

Qing Cang didn’t need to be mentioned, he hadn’t even helped Turtle Kid fight.

And Ji Feixue…

Gu Luo had no words to describe!

“I’ll teach you later!” Gu Luo said gruffly.

Su He gave Green Thunder a taunting eyebrow raise.

Green Thunder snorted and turned away, looking towards the main seats where two monks sat; one was Monk Ci Fang, bare-chested with a muscular physique, and the other was the abbot of the southern courtyard, Master Ci Mountain, dressed in an impeccable moon-white robe, both genteel and Buddhist in demeanor.

The meal was over, and Master Ci Mountain had something to say.

There was no need to wait for Ci Fang to speak on such an occasion; that old monk was not as competent as Three Phases, capable of nothing but cursing.

Master Ci Mountain placed his palms together and bowed slightly, his eyes sweeping over those present, “As we are all well-acquainted, there’s no need for formalities.

I have a question regarding the Seal Emperor mission—did any of the Daoist friends gain something worthwhile?”

This was the time to summarize information and share intelligence.

Everyone’s eyes first turned to Taoist Xuanzhen, the contemporary headteacher of Guiwang Mountain, who had also used the Sect’s Immortal Island to suppress the Sealed Emperor Palace Array and naturally had the most authority to speak.