Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 679 - 679 172 Mahu_3

679: Chapter 172: Mahu_3 679: Chapter 172: Mahu_3 “Grilling one’s own Guardhouse doesn’t count; the Guardhouse grills itself!” White Spirit said carelessly, waving her hand.

“Don’t I have you?”

She sized up Su He from head to toe, finding lacking in cultivation, combat power, and even unable to cook, wondering what use Su He could possibly be.

Su He was silent and sighed, “Clan sister, go and strip the donkey meat!

This task is beyond me.”

That was an Ass demon of Stepping Sky Six-fold strength; unless revealing the Dragon Turtle True Form, it was unmanageable.

Baiyin cheered, snatched Su He’s Storage Bag, and turned to the slaughter room.

Soon after, a shadowy figure appeared, swaying and bringing piles of donkey meat.

Su He glanced over; Baiyin hadn’t been in the slaughter room at all, she was happily playing on a swing in the backyard.

Only half of the Ass demon’s Divine God Soul had condensed in the slaughter room, drawing a knife across its own body to slice off a piece of meat, then writhing in pain on the ground as its soul rolled in agony.

Above the slaughter room, a Formation hovered.

A flash of light passed, and the wound on the Ass demon’s body visibly writhed as it healed.

Then another cut was made.

Once enough for a basket, the Ass demon tremblingly delivered it to Su He to clean, bleed, blanch, and stew…

Watching helplessly as the donkey meat was thoroughly stewed.

Su He had already moved to the yard, stood behind Baiyin, and pushed her on the swing, while in the kitchen, only Telekinesis was used to knead dough, make cakes, and roast in the hanging oven.

“Clan sister, why did we come to the Yuan Sovereign Clan’s territory?” Su He asked, turning around to face her, gazing steadily.

His eyes warned Baiyin: don’t say you’re here for thrills or fun.

Dare to mention that, and the first roasted bun made would be stuffed into your mouth!

Baiyin was here for a reason!

Baiyin returned his look with contempt, a silly hair tufting on her head: “With your little weak chicken strength, my single hair is enough.

If you can stuff a roasted bun into my mouth, I won’t oppose whatever you want to do!”

Su He didn’t speak anymore, turned back, and earnestly continued to push the swing.

It was unknown from whom Baiyin had exchanged for the shop, but the previous owner had taste, even the swings were double saddled.

Su He pushed for a while.

Baiyin patted the saddle behind her, and Su He flipped onto the saddle to sit closely behind her, with Telekinesis gently swinging the swing.

Without speaking, they could only hear the chopping of meat coming from the kitchen.

After a while, Baiyin leaned back, her head colliding with his forehead, transmitting a vast amount of information, and at the same time, her voice said: “The Xuanwu Demonstration Decision, I have only acquired an incomplete portion.

Previously, while studying the Xuanwu and casually deducing, it seemed to be made whole.

This is newly organized according to your Xuanwu True Body the past two days; you can let Tai review it when you return.

He understands the Dragon Turtle better than I do.

If there are any problems, you both can revise it.”

The information came in, and within Su He’s mind emerged a Xuanwu roaring mightily at the heavens, with a dignified spirit and handsome aura of the turtle-snake combined.

Facing such a Cultivation Technique, even consciousness trembled with awe.

“Thank you, clan sister!” Su He sincerely thanked her.

White Spirit casually waved her hand, straddling the swing like riding a horse: “Up!”

The swing suddenly leaped into motion.

Even beneath them, a half-transparent white horse appeared, carrying them up and down.

This was no play from White Spirit but the function of the swing itself; the previous owner of this place, also a Cultivator, had likely crafted it especially for children.

As Su He immersed himself in the Xuanwu Demonstration Decision, unable to extricate himself, the sudden rush of the horse caused him to lean backwards, and instinctively reaching forward, he embraced White Spirit’s waist.

Soft jade in his arms, a delicate and fragrant warmth.

White Spirit’s body suddenly stiffened, and the tiny hairs on her neck stood up.

That had to be intentional!

“Where do you see a dragon turtle of the Opening Two-fold Heaven getting thrown off balance by sudden acceleration, to the point of smashing through space?”

Su He grinned sheepishly and withdrew his hand.

“This body is still mortal, only nourished by True Yuan for a short time; it’s still a bit inconvenient to use…”

Baiyin paid him no heed.

The white horse shifted back into a swing, and under the starry sky, it gently rocked in the breeze.

In the outer kitchen, the aroma of donkey meat was already wafting out, attracting onlookers from the street.

The fragrance was unlike that of ordinary donkey meat; it was rich, mellow, and lingered on.

Carried by the wind into the alley, it garnered much attention.

A crowd gathered around.

The hanging stove was opened, and flatbreads began to float up and fall into a bamboo basket.

There were two types: direct-fire donkey meat pastries and meat-stuffed flatbreads.

A considerable crowd had formed, looking around for the vendor.

A fire poker then levitated and wrote on the door frame, “Three Coins per pastry, serve and eat yourself.”

This had to be a cultivator’s stall.

Such occurrences weren’t rare around here; the crowd immediately knew what to do.

Many of them silently backed away—Three Coins…

that could feed a whole family for several days!

But there were others to whom money was no object.

They took their pastries and left their money.

Turning to leave the queue, they took a bite and their eyes instantly lit up.

It wasn’t that the pastry-making skills were any good, it was that the donkey meat was so fragrant!

The pastries themselves were exquisite delicacies, but the method of making them lowered the class, a waste of heavenly materials!

However, they were still delicious.

That person immediately rejoined the queue, tossing down Thirty Sword Coins, and grabbed ten pastries before turning tail and running as if afraid someone would snatch them away.

There were surprisingly many who followed suit.

From one batch of fire pastries, over three hundred flatbreads were sold out in a flash!

“Sister, those are donkey demon meat from a Stepping Sky Six-fold donkey demon.

Is it okay for mortals to eat it?” Su He asked from behind Baiyin, who was swinging on the swing.

Baiyin waved her hand dismissively, “Don’t worry, I’ve dealt with the demonic power and Qi.”

Ordinary people wouldn’t understand the grudges between the Mystery Yellow and Yuan Sovereign.

A human life is but a fleeting century, and who knows how many thousands or even tens of thousands of years this place has been ruled by the Yuan Sovereign—what do they know?

Baiyin, the mighty Immortal Sovereign, certainly had no reason to quibble with these mortals who couldn’t see the sky or the common cultivators.

The donkey meat pastries business was booming beyond belief.

Batch after batch was sold out in less than fifteen minutes as soon as it came off the stove.

It wasn’t until daylight, that a shriek echoed forth from the City Lord’s Mansion.

The City Lord’s wife, horrified, spat out the meat pastry in her mouth.

Looking at the donkey meat in the pastry, she panicked.

The demonic power and Qi had been thoroughly removed, but she recognized the distinctly different taste from the man she was so familiar with—it was him!

In a flash, the wife dashed towards the quiet room within the mansion, where the doors were well-sealed.

“Husband!” She called out.

There was no response from within the quiet room, and a bad feeling began to surge.

While her husband was more interested in using her status for his advancement, he had treated her quite well.

Her fingers moved quickly, opening the quiet room and rushing inside, to find it eerily empty, save for a few dried corpses and a pool of fresh blood.

The blood bore the scent of the donkey demon.

Most of the treasures that her husband often used had also been looted.

…

Meanwhile, back at the pastry shop, Baiyin suddenly jumped up, pulling Su He along while laughing heartily, “Let’s go, let’s go!

Trouble’s afoot!”