Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 635 - 635 151 Sword_1

635: Chapter 151: Sword_1 635: Chapter 151: Sword_1 The Sword of Letter Transmission that had been chased for who knows how long flew into the Big Array of the Child of the Buddha World, prompting boundless speculation.

For a time, everyone looked at Yuan Xiang with eyes full of doubt, and their suspicion deepened even more as they looked at the Big Array below.

Yuan Xiang was silent for a moment, “This is a matter of the Buddha World, I hope my fellow Daoists can forge a good bond.”

A burly man who looked like a bear leopard stepped forward, laughing heartily, “I do love to form good bonds with Buddhist folks.

Such a grand palace, merely by a few bald…Big Monks, I’m afraid they won’t be able to take it down.

Let us lend you a hand!”

“That’s right!” An unseemly old Daoist stepped out, gazing at the palace from across the Big Array and licking his lips, “This poor monk also wishes to form a good bond with the Buddhist community.”

The atmosphere became subtle in an instant.

Yuan Xiang’s expression darkened slightly as he surveyed the crowd, noticing that a majority of the people shared this intention.

Most of these people didn’t even dare to reveal their true appearances, concealing their identities and auras with their methods.

Who knew from which corner they had sprung forth?

Relying on their numbers and impudence, they dared to jump around and provoke in front of the Buddha World, as if the Buddha World had weakened to the point where anyone could trample over it?

He recited a Buddhist incantation and was about to speak.

Inside the hall, Su He’s eyes flickered, and fortunate light shone through the skylight upon his body, radiant as a precious treasure.

The cultivators outside immediately fell silent, all turning their eyes towards Yuan Xiang.

Does the Buddha World want to keep the treasures for themselves?

Yuan Xiang’s features darkened; that was the light of the Dragon-Turtle body!

Sowing discord!

He looked back at the surrounding cultivators, who were already itching to act.

With the cultivators who followed Phoenix Feather numbering over thirty, and on their side only four and a half Monks.

Yuan Xiang uttered a Buddhist chant and said gravely, “If you believe there are treasures here, I, as a poor monk, shall not say much.

Just hope you won’t regret staying here.”

The war between the Buddha World and the Dragon Turtle Tribe, it would be interesting to see how many would dare to get involved.

He paused, then added, “However, if you are willing to heed advice, you might want to explore elsewhere.

From here, travel a hundred and ten thousand li, and there you’ll find a valley.

Inside it, the ice and snow are unlike anything from the Mortal Realm and it is guarded by various Big Arrays.

You might want to explore a bit.”

Having said this, not a single person moved.

Yuan Xiang sighed and recited a Buddhist mantra, “Monks do not speak deceitful words.”

Inside the hall, Su He sneered dismissively, his Divine Sense leaving the skylight, no longer paying attention to the outside world.

He turned his head to look at the Phoenix Feather that drifted in.

He recognized it at a glance; it was Feng Qi’s feather.

He wondered why Uncle Qi would send him a letter so slowly.

As Su He concentrated on the feather, a voice that was dignified yet mischievous came from within, “For the City Lord, fly!”

Su He’s eyes immediately lit up, Ya Ya!

However, after the surprise, Su He’s Scale Armor stood on end—not right!

That girl ran to the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, who gave her the unreliable Mystery Yellow Order?

Were there too many tokens with nowhere to give?

Su He gritted his teeth, almost rushing out, but he forcefully suppressed the impulse as he looked at the feather.

It should be fine; this was Uncle Qi’s Phoenix Feather.

The little rascal should have met up with Uncle Qi.

Although Uncle Qi is rather weak, placed ten places behind Uncle Lei on the Bai Ze List, protecting Ya Ya should pose no issue.

Su He’s Divine Sense swept over the Phoenix Feather, and from a fake eye fell a Storage Bag bearing the character “Su”—three parts graceful, three parts icy, and ninety-four parts brimming with resolute Sword Intent.

This had been made by Su Huanian, who had tidied things up when rebuilding the Long Moon Mansion last time.

This item had temporarily been with Princess Snow.

The little girl met Ji Feixue?

Su He felt even more at ease.

As long as Princess Snow didn’t beat her up, there would be no danger at all.

Su He opened the Storage Bag, and a bag full of Source Stones tumbled out.

They were not generic Source Stones, but ones produced in the land he was Suppressing, and only he could use them.

Su He laughed.

When feeling sleepy, the wife and daughter send a pillow.

His consciousness, along with the Source Stones, slipped into the Inner World, where Frog Lord, who was observing the second Opening Heaven Divine Artifact, turned its head, “Where did this come from?”

“Ya Ya.” Su He replied.

Even though they had blocked their shared sensations and memory from each other, he and Frog Lord still had a remarkable connection, often comprehending complex matters with just a few words.

Frog Lord’s eyes sparkled, “Did my Imperial Daughter also come?”

If his Imperial Daughter couldn’t ascend to the throne, neither would he lose his vocation.

Ha-ha-ha!

He somersaulted, calling out with a single croak.

After calling out, he looked at Su He again with a bit of worry, “Safe?”

“Ji Feixue.” Su He replied.

Frog Lord nodded, then looked down on Su He with contempt, “Cultivate through seclusion!

What are you dawdling for?”

If Imperial Daughter came in, a slight Dragon-Turtle might not be safe.

Should anything happen to Ya Ya, calling for daddy won’t help her, and Frog Lord cannot afford to lose face!

Su He: “…”

He said no more, his consciousness fell onto the little master Hexagrams and began to circle slowly around Tai’a Mountain.

Frog Lord leaped up to stand on the Hexagrams as if flying on them.

As the Hexagrams revolved, he observed every mountain and river within his Inner World meticulously.

The first Opening The Heaven was nearly passive, but the second one could not be so casual.

As a Soul Beast, he hadn’t forgotten his part-time job of assisting Su He.

Where the cannon should be placed, where the shadow of Boundary Pearl Mountain should be drawn when Opening Heaven dragged it in, Frog Lord was ready to plan.

Su He immersed himself in cultivation, unable to extricate himself.

…

In the outside world, one hundred and ten thousand li away from where Su He was, in the valley Yuan Xiang mentioned.

This place was covered in ice and snow.

The fierce winds whipped up endless snowflakes that struck the body with a biting chill, a forbidding environment that even cultivators would not readily enter.

Yet, at this moment, the valley was not quiet.

Figures emerged, looking toward the center of the valley.

A Big Array appeared there.

The Big Array looked like a swirling mass of vapors, one glance at it and it seemed like falling into an abyss, unable to resist.