Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 511 - 511 113 Yi Ni_2

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The stars and moon faded away, replaced by a smear of morning glow in the eastern sky.

Su He sighed and opened his eyes.

It was enough to be pleased with the new cave dwelling for half a day; reciting the Daoist morality daily didn’t bring other feelings, but his mind had improved a lot.

Although he hadn’t reached the state of not being swayed by external circumstances or his own emotions, he could still manage his mentality.

Otherwise, after Su Huanian’s long seclusion, he might have turned into an ice sculpture outside Phoenix Valley.

Perhaps this was a downside of cultivation; the longer the time, the more tranquil the heart becomes.

That’s why the Dragon Turtle Tribe had the Divine Skill “Jade Truth” to restore their mentality periodically, returning themselves to their state when they first achieved Jade Truth.

Su He suspected that Green Thunder must have used Jade Truth after breaking out of its shell, which explained all the recent mischief!

On the water’s surface, Ji Feixue lay on a lotus leaf with a Jade Bi pillow, with a jug of clear wine in front of her.

She seemed to be slightly intoxicated, kicking her feet lazily, the ringing of the silver bells mixing with glimpses of her fair skin peeking out from under her red skirt—a seamlessly perfect and captivating view.

Seeing Su He looking over, Ji Feixue flicked her finger, and a water arrow hit him in the face, shrouding his vision momentarily in white mist.

By the time the mist dissipated, the beautiful scene was gone.

Next to him sat a graceful figure.

Ji Feixue turned and looked at him, “Little Master, peeping is not a good habit!”

“…I was looking openly and honestly!

I have a marriage certificate!” Su He was silent for a while before a few words came out through clenched teeth.

Keep teasing me like this, and it won’t just be watching!

Ji Feixue laughed with a snort, “Little Master, that’s a powerful argument!

Rarely do you assert such dominance!”

Su He breathed out and suppressed the thoughts at the bottom of his heart, frowning as he asked, “Sister, don’t you have to cultivate?”

They had been together for two years, yet he had never seen Ji Feixue practice cultivation.

Ji Feixue shrugged her shoulders, “Such a boring task, of course, I leave it to my avatars.

Every so often I recall one, merge with it, then send it back out again.”

Su He was astonished; was that how avatars were supposed to be used?

Wisely, he didn’t ask how long “every so often” was.

Ji Feixue was very sensitive about her age.

You could call her sister or wife with no problem, but let slip any other term, and it could be lethal.

If he unexpectedly called her “little sister”…

it would depend on his luck.

If it was good, Su He could enjoy several wonderful days.

If not, that crazy woman might think he was mocking her and hang him up for torture.

Su He nudged closer to her and said, “Sister, I’ve gained nothing from the Divine Statue in my sea of knowledge.”

In the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, stimulated by the Third Emperor’s Son’s iron chains, the True Martial Divine God Card clearly emitted a divine light, allowing him a trace of Xuanwu Authority.

But when he returned, it fell silent again, unresponsive no matter how he tried to engage it.

Ji Feixue smiled, “If you cannot perceive it, then treat it like a Conceptual Diagram for your cultivation.”

Su He had discussed the Divine God Card with her, and Ji Feixue had also entered his sea of knowledge, but aside from the word “lust” written largely on the Bright Mirror, she discovered nothing more.

The Divine God Card belonged solely to Su He; she couldn’t see it.

That was so frustrating!

What happened to being one with your spouse?

Su He nodded, “Alright!

I’ll try again.”

Proper Conceptual Diagram cultivation was not just about visualization; apart from the image, there should also be Breathing Techniques, tracing methods, and more.

Attempting to trace the Conceptual Diagram in the sea of the divine, there should be special pen strokes, incantations.

But Su He didn’t have those, so he could only use the dumbest method, intense stubborn practice, to see if he could grind out some sense from it.

This process would be terrifyingly long, at least several hundred years, if not a thousand.

Ji Feixue’s face flushed red, perhaps from whatever wine she drank, showing a slight hint of being tipsy.

She leaned on Su He’s dragon head, clutching his two horns, “Little Master, cultivation shouldn’t be all about bitter practice.

Work and rest should be balanced.

Sister will take you out for fun!

I know lots of fun places to go.”

Su He opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it again as Ji Feixue lay sideways on the dragon head, her mouth not positioned quite appropriately.

Being a reptile, he had never enjoyed such things.

Su He transmitted his voice, “Sister!

Empress Feng has passed away!

If we go out now, isn’t it like an old immortal courting death?

How about we be honest at home for a few days, clear up the situation, then go wild?”

“Coward!” Ji Feixue glanced at him disdainfully.

Su He pretended not to hear, “Sister, do you think it could be the Phoenix Clan who suppressed Empress Feng?”

For some reason, he had such a feeling these past days.

He tried to grasp the fleeting sense but couldn’t; it was both puzzling and elusive.

He somehow felt that the Phoenix Clan had been involved in suppressing Empress Feng.

And even…

it was as if he was haunted by the thought of Phoenix Chao Fei!

Could it be that fellow was trying to smear the Dragon Turtle Tribe?

Ji Feixue shook her head, “The Phoenix Clan is preparing for the great Yun Li Sacrifice, and they won’t leave Mystery Huang World for the time being.

They didn’t participate in this surprise attack.”

Su He was taken aback.

Right, counting the time, the great Sacrifice for his blood mother’s second identity should be coming up soon, and for Divine God Beasts, a preparation of one or two decades was entirely normal.

And hadn’t he heard that the Phoenix Clan’s great Sacrifice had a special significance?

Su He rolled his eyes towards Ji Feixue.

She was still lying on him, looking almost asleep, murmuring, “There’s nothing that can’t be said.

It’s rumored that the Phoenix Clan possesses the ability to be reborn from ashes; after death, they leave their bodies behind, and each great Sacrifice is a bid to resurrect the deceased.

However, it’s uncertain whether these are true or not; legends only tell of the Phoenix Ancestor being brought back.”

She poked Su He’s forehead, “You’ll need to attend the great Yun Li Sacrifice, right?

Only the closest of blood relatives truly gain from the great Sacrifice.

You’ll definitely have to go, and once you’re there, won’t you find out?”

That did make sense.

He’d have to ask Granny Feng Si later; the great Sacrifice was about to begin, and he needed to know what to prepare.

Surely he couldn’t just show up empty-handed.