Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 33 - 0 Photo Keepsake Revised_1
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Water Quiet suddenly looked up and said, “I thought you’d use some brilliant technique to defend this beast, but it just lets out a couple of cries, and you come to such a conclusion?”
Ha-ha!
Ha-ha-ha!
You are the Head of Beast Valley, and of course, you care more about the lofty Sect Leader’s wife.
You might as well have run us through with a sword; I would have admired your Tao cultivation and courage.
Instead, you engage in such petty and despicable actions, which are utterly contemptible!
I even wonder if the incident with Lu Ming was also the doing of you hypocrites, doing something filthy behind the scenes, making him take the blame.
She laughed bitterly, but she was restrained by a pair of weak hands clutching at her dress.
Looking down, she saw Qiao Ling, ashen-faced and pale, climbing up from her palanquin.
Clinging to her dress, Qiao Ling said plaintively, “Master…
let’s…
go back!
It wasn’t the Divine God Beast that bit me.
I fell on my own.”
She bit her lip and turned her head slightly, looking pitiable and charming.
A Divine God Beast?
Water Quiet was momentarily stunned; her status was not noble enough to have received the news.
However, the Law Enforcement Hall erupted into chaos, screams and shouts overlapping each other.
The disciples watching the commotion were not satisfied.
Talk of attacks, assassination attempts—are they mad?
News that the turtle is a Divine God Beast has already spread.
Who would be foolish enough to try to assassinate a Divine God Beast?
Listen to what this fellow disciple says—she fell on her own…
How could she fall into a turtle’s mouth?
Was the Summer Hall Leader speaking nonsense without even looking at the bloodstains on the turtle’s teeth?
We are cultivators with keen senses; whether this blood belongs to our fellow disciple, we can all clearly tell!
Xia Dali was completely baffled; he was just acting as a translator.
Why were they glaring at him furiously?
If they were unhappy with his explanation, they should take it up with the turtle.
Water Quiet was in agony.
Feeling too weak and lacking anything but seniority, her sole disciple had to endure injustice even in the courtroom.
She held Qiao Ling’s hand, both furious and anxious, “Nonsense!
How could this turtle harm you?
Just tell us as it is.
Qingyuan Gate isn’t just filled with heartless worms; we have tens of thousands of passionate disciples.
Their sincerity won’t let us be blinded by dust!”
“Master!” Qiao Ling’s eyes welled with tears as she pleaded with Water Quiet, “If it wasn’t that I fell, then what was it?
Our Qingyuan Gate has stood for thousands of years, and this is the only Divine God Beast we have!
Could it be that we need to strip its sinews to refine treasures or draw its blood for medicine?
How could that be possible?
Even if I had died—although I haven’t—the loss would be just of a disciple with low talent and low status from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion!”
The faces of the disciples watching grew strange, and several young disciples dressed in Heavenly Secret Pavilion attire appeared indignant.
Are Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciples so lowly that they should endure in silence?
“Nonsense!” the Head of Beast Valley barked, “Justice and fairness have their own day in Buddhist Talk.
If you have any grievances, you must speak them.
Inside the Law Enforcement Hall, it’s not your place as a minor disciple to bear the blame!”
What are these words implying?
Are we the ones who fail to see right from wrong?
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In the crowd, someone whispered, “I know.
Sister Qiao is Lu Ming’s Tao Companion.
This turtle has a grudge against Brother Lu and couldn’t beat him, so it attempted to assassinate Sister Qiao instead.
And now it’s even trying to turn the blame on her—such shamelessness!”
“What’s going on?” Those who didn’t know the background immediately asked, buzzing with excitement as they embellished the tale of the Divine God Turtle taking revenge on a family member, as if they had witnessed it firsthand.
Yu Housheng turned to Su He, “I ask you, do you have evidence that Qiao Ling attempted to assassinate you?!”
I have evidence!
But I am deleting the video right now and can’t answer your question.
Su He closed her eyes tightly, focused on editing the footage from Turtle Mountain.
Ge Feng had started recording on Turtle Mountain earlier in class to leave some material for Feng Yaya.
The recording was still running.
But it had also captured his act of disposing of the medicine vat, something that must be edited out!
With Su He’s Boundary Status not very high and her Divine Sense inadequate, deletion proved extremely difficult.
Seeing Su He unresponsive, even resistant with her eyes closed, the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall’s expression cooled, and he took out a Command Badge from the public bench with the intention to throw it down.
This was the Law Enforcement Hall’s interrogation token, which signifies execution upon landing.
Qiao Ling’s expression turned to one of terrified pallor, “Uncle Yu, no!” She shook her head, biting her lip.
“The Divine God Turtle is new to Qingyuan and doesn’t yet feel a sense of belonging or loyalty to the Sect.
If Uncle uses punishment on it, I fear it will never stay loyal to the Sect.
Could we possibly place a control within its Yuan Spirit?
It’s a Divine God Beast, not a Beast Pet…”
A turtle is still a turtle, even if it is a Divine God Beast—how could it understand acting or emotional influence?
Qiao Ling closed her eyes and knelt down long, “Disciple…
it was because I fell!”
It tugs at one’s heartstrings!
Water Quiet gripped her disciple’s hand, teeth clenched with anger, yet she didn’t know what to say.
A buzzing arose among the onlookers.
Sure enough, it was the kind-hearted Sister Qiao…
One by one, the glances toward Su He turned unfriendly.
What of the Divine God Turtle?
It wasn’t even their own Beast Pet!
Looking at the Head of the Law Enforcement Hall again, there was a feeling of a slowly building pressure concluding upon them.
“Place a restriction!” Someone shouted first.
Soon after, a group of disciples joined in.
“Place a restriction!”
“Place a restriction!”
Cries demanding a Yuan Spirit restriction on Su He filled the courtyard.
At that moment, a sharp ringing of a sword was heard, and a silver Immortal Sword came flying from the horizon, aiming straight for Su He’s neck.
Su He felt as if there were thorns on her back.
In a moment of life and death, a streak of golden light shot forth; Yu Housheng had hurled the token, knocking away the Immortal Sword.
The sword traced an arc in the air, targeting Su He once more, only to be blocked by a light screen that Yu Housheng erected.
“Madam, this is overstepping!” Yu Housheng’s expression was serious.
“Move aside!” A cold voice came from the Immortal Sword.
It was Su Huanian.
