Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 513 - 513 114 True Martial Divine God Statue_1

513: Chapter 114: True Martial Divine God Statue_1 513: Chapter 114: True Martial Divine God Statue_1 “Little Master, didn’t you already have a well-thought-out plan?” Ji Feixue asked as she noticed him staring blankly and came up to ask.

“Yes!” Su He laughed and said, “I originally had a good concept, but I felt it wasn’t captivating enough.”

Having a Cave World or an inner world was common; everyone was already bored of playing worlds.

The simple world-building sandbox game that Su He initially envisioned definitely wouldn’t cut it.

It wouldn’t attract the attention of the seniors.

He needed a game that could deeply immerse them, preferably one that they would still long for even when they were not in Qianjiang.

So…

a competition?

But it was very difficult to obtain laws of a world-class nature for a competition.

After pondering for a long while, Su He suddenly started smiling, and with a step forward, he moved the tank battle game to a corner of his small island.

As the laws converged, they fell like a film of light covering most of the small island, forming a barrier like that of a world’s membrane.

Within it, mountains rose, lakes descended, forming plains, snow mountains, deserts…

it truly resembled a complete miniature world.

Su He couldn’t do what Canchen Taoist did, creating a Secret Land in a corner of the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky with just one cave.

It was only by half-sitting on the small island that he managed to create an entire world.

And it was slow, not something achieved in one go.

By moving these laws, he was simultaneously touching and learning them.

It took Su He an entire month just to barely finish planning the world.

Ji Feixue then took great interest in watching it for a month.

Inside the Long Moon Mansion, the Dragon Turtle and the Divine God Dragon seemed to have fallen into deep slumber.

With the breathing of the two beasts, the spiritual power within the entire mansion was stirred.

The Mermaids quietly stayed in their tower houses; it was rare for Mr.

Mermaid to practice cultivation so honestly at home, and the whole mansion was filled with the Tao Rhythm of the Dragon Turtle.

Mermaids progressed in cultivation at a remarkable rate.

However, there weren’t many Mermaids now; Uncle Lei had lured away the majority of them to study and receive training abroad.

Only a hundred or so remained in Su He’s place, maintaining the normal operations of the mansion.

All was quiet.

In Qianjiang Li, atop the Central Island where the seniors gathered to chat and discuss the Dao, they started to land on Su He’s Small Island one after another.

This place had become the new venue for such discussions.

Su He’s ability to create games was evident to all.

Even The Temple’s Great Escape, which he created, was quite impressive.

However, limited by his own Boundary Status and knowledge, the formations he set were too crude.

After the majority had taken over the rights and everyone could set up formations, it had become a coveted public game in Qianjiang.

They even competed with one another, each setting up their own formation, always trying to trap the others.

Members above the Stepping Sky Five-fold were too slow at breaking the formation and got caught by the temple monsters, which meant they had to treat everyone.

Su He had already received four pounds of Immortal Tea of different varieties.

At this moment, someone landed on Su He’s Small Island, looking at the mini world he had laid out.

But they were clueless as to what the Little Dragon Turtle was up to.

After the world was ready, Su He turned to Ji Feixue, “Sister, grant me permission.

I want to create plants and animals!”

With a flick of her finger in mid-air, Ji Feixue granted access.

Su He then found he could easily manipulate laws that were previously untouchable.

Living creatures, no matter the world, are always at the pinnacle of existence.

The Qianjiang Mystery Realm had only been established recently and was not yet consolidated; therefore, the authority to create living creatures was not yet public.

Su He was essentially cutting in line.

In the game world, the grassland spread out, forests emerged, a hundred beasts roared, and the fishes and flowers played.

And then there were people.

Su He continued to manipulate the laws.

But to everyone watching, it seemed rather mysterious.

The Little Dragon Turtle hadn’t systematically studied these laws, so his manipulation was erratic—doing whatever came to his mind.

It took quite a while for everyone to realize that he was creating a page-like feature similar to the Bright Mirror.

Special rules were also established within the game.

Some restricted Divine Skills, others set life limits…

they were too numerous to count.

Having done all this, Su He turned around, his expression atop his head roaring like a Dragon Turtle, and sang out long.

“Would any of the seniors like to give it a try?”

The game wasn’t fully complete yet, but it was ready to run a trial version.

Canchen Taoist was the first to jump out, a bubble above his head asking, “What’s this game called?”

“Under Heaven!” Su He replied.

“Seniors, it’s pointless to talk more, let’s just go in and try it!” Su He turned to look at Meng Xuan floating in the sky, a bubble popping out above his head, “Seven Sister, go play!

Didn’t you want to be the Mountain King?

You can totally do it.”

Meng Xuan opened her mouth and glared at Su He, grinning from ear to ear.

Ji Feixue glanced at her, “Yo!

Seven Sister?”

Meng Xuan immediately felt overwhelmed and darted over, her tail lashing down on Su He’s Turtle Shell, “Little Uncle!

Little Uncle!

Are you getting back at me?

Are you?”

After the lashing, she darted into the game.

Everyone’s heads popped various laughing expressions.

Then they saw the Golden Dragon transform into a streak of light and descend.

She found herself inside a cave transformed into a human figure, a slender girl about twelve or thirteen years old, with ice-cold pond water in the cave and only a piece of hard bread in the girl’s hand.

A dialogue box rose next to her: [Register Name]

Huh?

Meng Xuan’s eyes lit up.

There were many realms in the Profound Realm that forcibly changed one’s status, like the Mountain and Sea of the Dragon Turtle Tribe, which turned other living creatures into turtles, except for Soul Beasts.

In Su He’s game, all creatures turned into humans.

This was the authority that aunt had given him.

She moved her limbs, feeling quite good.

She lifted her hand, writing in the blank space after [Register Name], “Golden Boss!”

But as soon as she finished writing, the name transformed amidst a wave of law fluctuations, becoming “Seven Sister”!

Meng Xuan was about to curse in frustration, but then she hesitated.

Considering how Su He had been moving the laws recently, he could not be capable of such precise control.

It was Aunt’s doing!

The whole Profound Realm belonged to Aunt, and nothing could stop her from doing what she wanted to do.