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Chapter 1040 - Chapter 1040 Chapter 647 The Fattening Has Been Quite

Chapter 1040: Chapter 647: The Fattening Has Been Quite Successful, Hasn’t It!_2 Chapter 1040: Chapter 647: The Fattening Has Been Quite Successful, Hasn’t It!_2 “How could you say that–aren’t those the Adult’s orders? You dare disobey?”

The Golden Light Figure stood with hands on hips, speaking with a ferocious momentum.

However, its somewhat chibi and adorably foolish appearance, coupled with the mist and golden light that shrouded its facial features, gave a rather fierce yet adorable impression, which was hard to keep a straight face at.

Of course, that’s assuming one could make out the figure’s features through the haze and golden light, without which the display of surging gold and stirring mist did have a somewhat awe-inspiring presence.

No sooner had the Golden Light Figure’s voice faded than the White Turtle felt a shiver in its heart and hurriedly started to justify itself:

“Don’t spout nonsense, I, Old Turtle, am a devoted follower of the Adult, how could I possibly disobey that command?

It’s clearly because you’re too strange. Every time you take root on my back, I have to rest for three to five years just to catch my breath. All the True Blood I’ve cultivated gets completely sucked dry by you…”

The White Turtle voiced its complaint with a tone of grievance.

“Why don’t you admit that your own constitution is too poor? Taking three to five years for what I could root in the time it takes an incense stick to burn, to truly achieve what the Adult said, that would take forever…”

The Golden Light Figure frowned and sighed. Its expression was full of silent chokes and speechlessness.

Of course, while it continually grumbled about how feeble the White Turtle seemed, the Golden Light Figure was actually well aware that the turtle was by no means associated with any weakness–its vital essence was not like an ocean of energy or as fiery as the blazing sun, but it certainly wasn’t frail.

What’s more, the Adult occasionally sent someone to deliver some Pureblood Beast Meat, which contained immense life force and in large quantities.

Consuming those would make even a common mongrel capable of arm-wrestling with the king of beasts in the forest for supremacy, let alone a Spirit Turtle that is rare in the world and can coexist with Immortal Elixir.

Moreover, the rich Spirital Energy here was intense and otherworldly, hard to find anywhere else.

After so many years of nurturing, even though the White Turtle had long entered its twilight years, it had managed to extend its lifespan again, and its vitality had gone from declining to flourishing.

It only appeared somewhat aged, but if it actually moved to act, it could definitely dominate a part of the turtle world!

However, for some unknown reason, though it could take root above all things and integrate with them, and even mimic and sketch the worldly Rules, it still couldn’t fully take root on the White Turtle’s back after all this time, only able to leave some root systems on the turtle shell as a buffer.

If it was a normal time, it certainly wouldn’t be so overly cautious, but right now was not a normal time. The Adult, despite not showing up after locking them together, was definitely watching over this place in the unknown.

Besides, it had a premonition that if it truly managed to take root on this Old Turtle, after a certain time, it would undoubtedly become the First Spiritual Root in the world.

There would be no distinctions between the Lower Realm, the Upper Realm… or even the Immortal Domain.

Perhaps even the Tree of All Paths and the World Tree, known as the supreme Spiritual Roots, might fall short in comparison.

As for the White Turtle, it too would receive a significant boost, although to what extent it was uncertain.

Shaking its head, the Golden Light Figure stopped mulling over these messy matters.

It was all interconnected, chaotic, and indistinct.

No matter what, it couldn’t figure out the reason, much less a solution.

Gathering its scattered thoughts, the Golden Light Figure turned and hopped back onto the blooming Immortal Medicine Bud.

It levitated above the ground, seated itself atop the bud, closed its eyes, and once again attuned to the Great Taoist Rule surrounding it.

This place was miraculous; even after tens of thousands of years, the Great Taoist Rule drifting in the void still left it endlessly astonished.

Too advanced, intricate, complex, mysterious–filled with indescribable profundity.

All this time, it had only mimicked one symbol, which was like understanding only the first character of a book thick as a fist.

The Golden Light Figure was filled with excitement yet also couldn’t help feeling a desire to weep without tears.

Just then.

A series of footsteps suddenly approached.

Although the distance was unfathomable, they echoed across the plain like the beating of drums.

Hearing the footsteps, the White Turtle, which had been immobile as if turned to stone, suddenly jolted awake as if electrocuted in its sleep, and, with a “ping…” quickly opened its eyes, swallowed, and looked non-stop toward the horizon’s end…

Subsequently, the gigantic turtle feet, as robust as columns holding up the sky, withdrew back into the hard Turtle Shell, and then it made a strenuous effort to rise.

“Whoosh…”

In an instant, the entire continent seemed to shudder…

With the White Turtle’s intense movements, soil and rocks splattered on its shell, dust flew up, brooks babbled, and waterfalls boiled over.

The birds and beasts that had lived on the turtle’s back for generations scattered, fleeing into their nests and shivering.

Many of the animals that had gained a bit of spirituality kept kowtowing to the ground, believing it was divine wrath. Otherwise, why would it be so shaking? It felt as if heaven and earth were turning upside down.

Frogs in a well could only see the sky as big as the well’s mouth.

These birds and animals had bred and thrived on the turtle shell for countless ten thousand years, far outlasting the rise and fall of dynasties, and had long believed that was all there was to the world.

Fortunately, the movements of the white mysterious turtle were both steady and swift.

But a moment later, the vibration on the turtle shell had vanished.

The flowing water regained its calm,

and the terrified birds and beasts became lively again, wandering among the lush trees and verdant grass on the turtle’s back, gathering friends and recounting the fright they had just experienced.

Not only did the White Turtle, as majestic as a mountain, undergo this turmoil, but the previously calm Immortal Medicine also underwent a startling change at this moment.

The Golden Light Figure, originally suspended in the bud, suddenly became active, burst forth from the midst of the mist, like a golden bolt of lightning slicing through the tranquility, with its gaze locked onto the spot the White Turtle was looking at, its face etched with gravity.

The setting sun gradually sank, and its afterglow burst forth in the sky, forming a splendid ribbon of light, breathtakingly beautiful.

Soon, at the horizon’s end.

A tall and upright figure slowly walked towards them from afar.

Dressed in a white robe, purer than snow, the garment might be simple and elegant, but it couldn’t hide the unique aura emanating from the individual.

Although his steps didn’t seem particularly fast, each one spanned a great distance, as if he was stepping on the nodes of time itself, creating a wonderful harmony with the world around him.

It was none other than Jiang Hui, who had just left the Immortal’s Tomb.

Without disturbing Tu Wa Zi and Gu Chen, who were hammering their Primordial Spirits and flesh at the foot of the Immortal’s Tomb, he had come straight here.

“Adult, have you arrived?”

As the slender figure gradually approached from the end of the horizon, coming fully into view of the White Turtle and the Golden Light Figure, the White Turtle didn’t dare to delay a moment and quickly approached, while the Golden Light Figure, not to be outdone, moved even faster, stopping less than a hundred meters from Jiang Hui and then respectfully bowed.

It had been frightened before, as this individual didn’t even need to make a move; a mere look could suppress it.

Not to mention that it was just one of the six severed parts of the being; even the real thing would probably not fare much better.

Jiang Hui nodded slightly in response, his mind pondering the content of the conversation they had just had.

There was actually one thing The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World got wrong.

After he had confined the other with the White Turtle, he hadn’t paid any attention to this place.

While the innate talents of Bai Gui were indeed miraculous, rooting a Spirit Plant even more extraordinary than Immortal Medicine on that turtle shell was no easy feat. It required a long period of compatibility, which was why Jiang Hui had never come to check on this place.

Although tens of thousands of years had passed, it was still far from enough. Even hundreds of thousands or millions of years would not be excessive.

The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World should know this.

No matter what, it was one of the six parts of the one selling counterfeit medicines, so its experience should be unquestionable.

Its impatience was merely because it saw something beneficial to itself or, rather, a hope to ascend from King to Emperor status.

But some things could not be rushed–however, there was no need for him to say this, as the Golden Light Figure was well aware of its own limitations.

He was here for another matter.

“Old Turtle, an Immortal Medicine is about to be born in the Heavenly Domain of the Lower Realm. Go and fetch it yourself.”

With eyes lifting slightly, glimmering with profound light, Jiang Hui gazed towards the White Turtle that was hurrying over.

The creature had been well-fed during this time!