Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 652 - 652 156 Cultivation Path_3

652: Chapter 156 Cultivation Path_3 652: Chapter 156 Cultivation Path_3 Even the connection it had with the Dragon Turtle was severed, making it impossible to return home.

This persisted until just now, when it was suddenly dragged back here.

Qing’s Intentiont Orifice is its true lair, the place where it revives after death.

Nothing could stop the Toad from returning to its master’s Intentiont Orifice.

The Toad remained silent for a moment before gazing at Su He with a ghostly tone, “Did you rebel in a past life and devour your future self?

Can you give me back my Dragon Turtle?”

Su He: “…”

He waved his hand, “Stop it!

How is the hall holding up?

Hasn’t attracted any prying eyes, has it?”

Su He sent several intentions over to report on what had happened and then asked about the status of the hall.

The Toad didn’t speak, but scrutinized Su He carefully, making sure that beneath this human form was still the same Turtle, before jumping to its feet, “Damn it!

So that’s why my memory is all jumbled up!”

It suddenly began to roar.

Its memory had always been in a state of chaos, like gourd candies strung together, unable to form a coherent story; always believing it had been involved in some grand incident.

But now…

Being dragged over by Turtle Kid, it felt as if the space between two gourd candies was starting to fill and connect.

It’s your fault, along with your grandson’s!

The Toad leaped towards Su He’s head to strike, but Su He ducked with his arms over his head, “I’m just a mortal right now, one wipe and I’m dead, one bump and I’m injured.

Are you trying to go down with me?”

The claw that the Toad had raised to strike couldn’t come down.

It turned around and kicked a pebble into the lake with a grunt, then sat down on one side, looking sulky.

Baiyin watched with interest, clicking her tongue, “A Void Frog, huh?

Such a Soul Beast is quite rare.

I know a male frog; want me to introduce you?”

The Toad hummed, wanting to jump but not daring to—after all taking Baiyin’s status into consideration—and said dejectedly, “Thanks, but…

the one you know might just be my great ancestor.

I wouldn’t dare to make the acquaintance!”

It wasn’t lying.

Compared to Divine God Beasts, Void Frogs were even rarer and couldn’t be cultivated from normal frogs like Dragon Turtles.

They could only pass down their bloodline generation after generation; so the one Baiyin knew was surely not far off from being its direct ancestor.

“Tsk tsk!

What a pity; it even came bearing gifts, wanting me to help it find a little female frog,” Baiyin lamented, then cast her fishing line again, and a large shrimp landed in front of the Toad, “Here, let me treat you to shrimp, getting angry won’t do you any good!”

Blinking, the Toad looked at Baiyin.

Are all Immortal Sovereigns this easygoing?

It hooked a small claw and dragged the shrimp over.

Su He laughed nearby, “I’ve tried these shrimp before, they’re very sweet, quite juicy too.”

The Toad huffed and ignored him.

It tore off the shell and took a big bite of the shrimp, its eyes suddenly lighting up.

Su He commented from the side, “Didn’t lie to you, did I?”

The Toad nodded, while Baiyin furrowed her brow; these shrimp…

not to say they were unpalatable, but they had a bitter taste.

When did they become associated with sweetness?

Is it a difference in taste between humans and turtles?

She cast her fishing line, and another shrimp landed on the shore; Su He immediately said, “This one should be chilled before eating; icy and cooling with the shrimp’s freshness, giving a light and delightful flavor, delicious!”

Baiyin stayed silent—the shrimp was sour!

Indeed, being a turtle allowed her to taste the flavors that humans could not!

As the Toad ate shrimp, those it couldn’t eat now would sneakily be stashed into its stomach pouch.

Baiyin sat by the lake fishing, one after another, listening to Su He’s reviews, her expression growing darker and darker, looking like an angry little girl.

To think she couldn’t taste the flavors he spoke of was enough, but to have her, an Immortal Sovereign, fishing here to serve others?

After squatting in prison for three thousand years and finally getting out, was it just for this?

Thinking this way, the Immortal Sovereign became indignant.

She wanted to strike, to be lazy too!

She threw her fishing rod with a flick, jumped up, and shouted, “I don’t want to be human anymore!

I want to be a turtle, lying at the bottom of the sea and not moving for thirty thousand years!”

The clouds above drifted leisurely as Su He wore an embarrassed expression.

What was all this fuss about?

He sighed deeply and responded, “Believe me, I’ve never lain around even for a day as a Turtle; the only real time I hibernated was once!”

Su He felt helpless and thought back; his life as a Turtle had been a true failure.