Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 88 - 88 087 Wasteland_1

88: Chapter 087 Wasteland_1 88: Chapter 087 Wasteland_1 Outside the Palace of Longevity, the scholar looked up at the Nine Heavens, “Senior brother, should we intercept Qiu Hu?”

Feng Yi Ju smiled, “Why should we stop him?”

If it were a mortal realm battle, the role of scouts could change the outcome of a war, but this is the Cultivation World.

With techniques like Flying Sword Messaging, Soul Beasts, Water Mirror Technique, and Connected Hearts Stone…

there are far too many ways to relay messages.

The moment an incident occurred in Qingyuan, it was impossible to prevent the spread of the news, but as long as it didn’t change the outcome, whether the news was leaked or the schemes of Xuan Tian Gate were seen or unseen didn’t matter much.

“How about the lady?” Feng Yi Ju asked.

“She is still in the Yao Guang World.

Since the Hechuan Clan promised to trap the lady for a year, they will not go back on their word.”

Feng Yi Ju nodded, but held no hope.

He understood Su Huanian’s astonishing brilliance too well; she often turned the impossible into possible.

However, it was not necessary to trap her for a year—three months would suffice.

Having too capable of a wife is not always a good thing.

If Su Huanian were here, wouldn’t the No-Phase Sword Sect be an easy target for her sword?

Feng Yi Ju shook his head and chuckled to himself.

Above Tinghai Lake, Elder Ge’s brow revealed a small furball which disdainfully looked at Elder Ge’s greasy hair, leapt onto Su He’s head, and settled snugly between the two protrusions where dragon horns would grow, emitting a satisfied moan.

Soul Beasts and their owners share thoughts, so Elder Ge knew what it wanted.

Instantly furious, he grabbed it and rubbed it back and forth on his nest-like hair, making rubbery squeaking sounds.

The little furball was immediately stunned, its whole ball of fur looking bewildered.

As it saw its pristine fur become dirty, it expressed shock and panic, its body gradually turning transparent.

Splat!

It fell off Elder Ge’s head and broke apart upon hitting the water’s surface.

It was dead.

Su He blinked in utter bewilderment.

Elder Ge, embarrassed, kicked away its remains, “Scram!”

The scattered remains instantly merged, laughing raucously as it jumped back onto Su He’s head, tilting its head to peek inside the turtle shell, curious about what was hidden inside.

Elder Ge felt utterly humiliated.

“This is a First Grade Soul Beast,” Elder Ge pointed at his own head.

“Its brains aren’t quite sufficient.

It takes a Third Grade Soul Beast to possess the intelligence of an ordinary person.”

The little furball turned around sharply, baring its teeth and glaring at Elder Ge.

Its Spirit Wisdom might not be high, but it knew Elder Ge was insulting it!

Elder Ge responded with a snarl.

Then he said to Su He, “You need not worry about the Qingyuan matter; us old folks will take care of the conclusion.

If you can spot something, take the chance to benefit from this chaos.

It would be even better if you could seize a few opportunities.”

A trace of resentment flickered deep within Elder Ge, Feng Yi Ju that bastard must be taking revenge on him.

Next year is the grand Qingyuan ceremony, can’t you cause trouble during the ceremony?

Why disrupt Elder Ge’s disciple induction ceremony?

Su He’s head shook like a rattle-drum, and the little furball, not seated firmly, almost fell off.

Its long ears quickly grasped both sides of the dragon horn protrusions, firmly anchoring itself atop the dragon head, vociferously protesting at Su He.

Su He produced a water hand to pat the little furball.

He knew his own limitations, bullying a little Exotic Beast was one thing, but to snatch chestnuts from the fire in Feng Yi Ju’s scheme would be tantamount to seeking death, wouldn’t it?

Furthermore, he had only discerned a significant connection between Feng Yi Ju and Chi Yang, even suspecting they might be the same person.

He realized that the released Devil Heads were a problem.

That was hardly enough for him to plot anything.

Should he find Chi Yang, threaten to expose his identity, and demand resources?

Madness!

Would Su He, a man with dice, ever lack resources?

If I could tell Master about what I’ve seen and heard, these old fellows would likely deduce a whole bunch of things, but Su He now had a clear understanding of his own intelligence.

So there was no point in doing that fruitless task.

Don’t compete with others in wit, don’t play with conspiracies.

Whenever I feel trapped in schemes, I’ll flip the table, act rashly when anything arises.

Otherwise, it would not do justice to the identity of a Divine God Beast, nor to the traits of its external appearance.

Of course, before that, I must sneakily grow stronger and at the very least, transform into a purebred Dragon Turtle.

There is a world of difference between a Divine God Beast and a beast with a Divine God Beast bloodline.

A Prison Ghost sensed the presence of Su He and Elder Ge from underwater and suddenly sprang out, but was blocked from the True Yuan light curtain by Su He and Elder Ge’s Little Golden Pagoda.

As the Prison Ghost approached, the air around it cloaked in a layer of gloomy and dark aura.

Elder Ge frowned and looked disdainfully at the mass of black clouds.

Su He shook his dragon head, expelling some of the oppressive aura, and asked, “Master, where does this thing come from?”

Elder Ge’s eyebrows were still furrowed.

“As far as I know, it should be the work of the Sealed Emperor Great World, cursed and sacrificed living creatures to refine these resentful spirits.

But I don’t know the specifics.

These are old tales from a long time ago.”

Su He looked at the starry sky, his view obstructed by throngs of Prison Ghosts.

“Sealed Emperor Great World, is it strong?” According to what he knew, the Mystery Huang World was not weak, in fact, it was very strong!

Could it tolerate such things?

Elder Ge smiled, “The first among all heavens, what do you think?”

Usually, the ones ranked first among all heavens die fast, and their ends are not pretty.

“What about Mystery Huang World?”

“The greatest enemy of Sealed Emperor Great World is Mystery Huang World.

They have hated us for countless years, and yet we still live well.

What do you think?”

Su He understood—it was the second among all heavens, right?

Normally, the second-ranked realm is not very remarkable, walking out to find enemies in every direction.

“This is too far removed from you; you needn’t bother with it.

Before the Sword Offering, it is unnecessary to pay attention…

Divine God Beasts probably don’t have something like the Sword Offering Realm.

In any case, even if you could surpass the Pre-Sword Offering Realm, you wouldn’t be able to leave Mystery Huang World.

It’s just a legend you listen to.”

Transcendence has seven stages, and so does Demonic transformation, the Sword Offering Realm is the second stage of Demonic.

It is said to be very important, Su He didn’t quite understand yet, but of course, the path of cultivation is fraught with danger, so no status boundary is unimportant.

Elder Ge ceased to speak further, waved his hand and walked towards Elephant Water downstream.

He came today to bring Qiu Hu for a visit, and seeing his disciple not leaving delighted him, yet there were too many matters to deal with, and he could not afford to delay here any longer.

When he had gone too far to be seen, a voice rang in Su He’s ear: “You, Turtle Kid, are you not going to bid your Master farewell?”

The voice came from the little furball.

A Soul Beast’s mind is connected with its master; this connection does not weaken with distance.

Speaking through a Soul Beast is just a basic skill.

Safe travels, Master!

Once again, Elder Ge’s voice came from the little furball: “Old Ge is going to wade through this muddy water.

Turtle Kid, if you see any crises while observing from the perspective of heaven and earth, remember to call out to Old Ge to run for his life!

The father and son of us will run as far as we can.”

???

Su He was flabbergasted.

In the far reaches of the starry sky, Yao Guang World.

Su Huanian, dressed in snow-white clothes, had a Green Bird chirping incessantly on her shoulder.

“This is definitely a conspiracy, an absolute conspiracy!” The Green Bird spoke rapidly: “I told you the Hechuan Wasteland isn’t supposed to be open yet, how did you get in here?

Clearly, someone intentionally lured you in, and now look, you’re trapped here, aren’t you?

This place isn’t the Hechuan Wasteland at all, I can tell this isn’t Mystery Huang World.”

Su Huanian’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Too noisy.

This Green Bird was the only Third Grade Soul Beast she had found in Hechuan Wasteland, elegant in appearance but inexplicably chatty, never quiet for a moment.

It was a good match for Ya Ya.