Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 552 - 552 126 Power of Time_1

552: Chapter 126 Power of Time_1 552: Chapter 126 Power of Time_1 Phoenix Chao Fei grasped a shadow beneath his talons, perched with outstretched wings at the entrance to the canyon restricted area he guarded, staring at the sealed entrance and grinding his teeth.

“Is he doing this on purpose?

Does he have a grudge against me?!”

Suspended and plucked of feathers!

Phoenix Chao Fei’s feathers bristled in anger.

Did this little rascal think his hiding place was too easy to find and decided to add some difficulty to the game?

Sealing, alarms, detection, guidance…

Despite his young age, he sure knew a lot!

Phoenix Chao Fei’s talons moved subtly, untraceably lifting the formation, gently fluttering his wings as he glided into the canyon.

He settled on a Wutong tree and then turned his head to look back at the formation at the mouth of the valley.

A wave of frustration welled up inside him.

He tossed the shadow in his claws carelessly into the canyon.

The canyon trembled slightly, a shake ruffled through it.

But the tremor was stifled by the formation he had set up, preventing it from spreading outward.

A few Stepping Sky Six-fold Yin Ghosts emerged from the ground of the canyon.

“Useful, but still not enough.” This time he went out, he captured the earth vein from another restricted area and temporarily set up a formation to support the mountain, preventing it from collapsing and going unnoticed.

He had dropped the earth vein here, which barely fused with the canyon, and indeed, higher grade Yin Ghosts began to appear.

But it still wasn’t enough; he needed even higher.

“I’ll go and imprison the earth vein from the seabed’s restricted area next,” Phoenix Chao Fei hummed discontentedly, a tone of willful impatience.

If it weren’t for Yun Li resigning himself to her fate, he wouldn’t care about living or dying!

Whatever happens, happens!

Phoenix Chao Fei spread his wings and took off, flying south, muttering as he flew: “Going to the sea, shouldn’t this be a task for that turtle of yours?

Have you ever seen a bird diving into water?”

After she spoke, another clear voice emerged: “Seagull?”

“…”

Am I asking you to educate me on ornithology?

I’m complaining here!

“Then…

Mandarin duck?” Yun Li proposed again.

Phoenix Chao Fei’s anger turned to laughter.

Should I thank you for not suggesting a duck?

“If a Mandarin duck ever got its hands on a Demonic Fruit and sought to become a Phoenix, I would definitely kill it beforehand!

Ji Feixue, that stupid dragon, can actually tolerate sharing a husband.

If it were me, your brat would already be gone without a trace!”

No sooner had her husky voice finished speaking than Yun Li snatched her body and let out a laugh: “When you first discovered Ji Feixue had a man, that’s not what you said.

You even wanted her to call you ‘mother-in-law’.”

Exposing her past again, Phoenix Chao Fei fell silent for a long time before gritting her teeth and saying, “Do you know why I can’t wait to drive you out?

You’re too annoying!”

Yun Li giggled, “Sister, how about I don’t come back to life and we stay together forever?”

“Hmph!” Phoenix Chao Fei scoffed coldly: “Beat it, as far away as you can!”

“Tsk, tsk!” Yun Li bemoaned twice: “Your temper is way too bad.

It’ll be hard to find your ideal man like this!”

Phoenix Chao Fei truly scoffed this time: “Ideal man?

Do you think there is a male bird here worthy of me?”

Two birds continued their banter as they flew towards the Southern Sea.

The moon described an arc in the sky, sinking from above the volcano towards the west.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into the bright sun hanging high, scattering the Yin Ghosts that were like smoke, which then vanished under the sun’s radiance.

Su He heard not a single sound of the quarrel overhead.

He spread his wings and descended into the volcano, planting the Silver Maple Tree and bowing in greeting: “Ancestor, I have come again.”

Yin Qi from all directions quivered as if the Rhythm of Revolution Divination surged like the Star River.

“Thank you, Ancestor!”

Su He shook his body, finding a comfortable position to lie on a branch, his consciousness driving the Little Ge Gua to start absorbing.

The Little Ge Gua fell once more into incessant trembling, a bittersweet ordeal.

Su He inhaled deeply, as if a dragon sucking water, drawing Yin Qi from the surroundings into his Inner World, where the Little Sixty-Four Hexagrams orbited around Tai’a Mountain like a Giant Dragon.

Underneath, Yin Qi appeared, with thunder perpetually striking down, Refining the Yin Qi into substance.

Underneath the great earth, the Yin Qi that was being refined had gathered into a liquid, forming a gurgling, gentle stream that flowed freely.

Its path eroded rocks and soil, eventually pooling into a lake within a cave.

Pity that there was no kind soul like Lang Ran to help purify the Yin Qi—after all, the Silver Maple Tree was somewhat weaker.

He wondered if absorbing a few of the Spirit Clan could strengthen the ability to refine Yin Qi?

Day after day of refining and drawing in energy, there had been no sounds of battle from Worship Granny within the Feng Zhong, suggesting she had gone deeper in.

Next, Su He immersed himself in continuous work.

By day, he went beneath the volcano to draw in the Rhythm of Revolution Divination, occasionally killing a few Yin Ghosts that wandered too close.

If they were too high in Boundary Status, reaching Stepping Sky Five-fold, Su He would test them a bit, practice his moves, and then immediately retreat inside the light circle beneath the volcano.

At night, he would return to the surface to hunt Yin Ghosts and collect Life Jade to set up formations.

Time flowed like water.

A rare peace lasted a long while, until two months later when the sky had barely changed from the bright sun to the Bright Moon, and its silver glow descended.

Su He, just ahead of the Yin Ghosts rushing to the volcano’s mouth, shook his wings and flew out of the volcano.

He felt that someone had disturbed the formation he had laid out.

Someone else lurked in the Feng Zhong.

With an angry cry, Su He took flight, his presence arriving before he did, only to see a bewildered young man appear within Feng Zhong.

This young man held a ladle of Ice water in one hand and half of a bite-taken bun in the other.

Carrying a book basket on his back, he seemed to be a Scholar on his way to an examination.

Not an enemy.

Just a mortal Scholar who had somehow strayed into a Space Channel, upon seeing the steaming Yin Qi environment and half-rotten Yin Ghosts, was now dumbfounded with fear.

The night in Feng Zhong was no different from the Yin Realm.

He stood motionless, eyes full of terror, but in a moment, as though struck by an epiphany, his fear turned to delight, and he shouted excitedly: “My dear, my dear!

If there is indeed a Dead person’s kingdom, where are you?

Where are you?

I have come to save you…”