Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 34 - 033 Photo Keepsake Revised_2
34: Chapter 033 Photo Keepsake (Revised)_2
34: Chapter 033 Photo Keepsake (Revised)_2
Yu Housheng’s complexion was extremely poor as he propped himself up with the Immortal Sword and rose to confront her, “I know what the lady intends; if this turtle were to bite through Qiao Ling’s neck, the lady would wish to pierce through the turtle’s neck in retaliation, thus punishing it and closing the case.
But—”
Suddenly, he looked up, “This old man disagrees!”
“This turtle possesses a noble bloodline and its defenses are immensely high.
Piercing its neck would only cause superficial damage, whereas it attacked Qiao Ling with malicious intent, deliberately seeking revenge and murder.
How can we let it off so easily?!
What would become of our sect’s rules then?”
“Being the Sect Leader’s wife, you must uphold justice.
How can you abandon the public for private reasons?!”
The power of the Immortal Sword weakened slightly but did not leave, still locked in a standoff with him.
Yu Housheng knew she felt guilty; otherwise, with the Sect Leader’s wife’s cultivation, ten of him could not stop her.
Not knowing how to dissuade her further, a vague and majestic voice came from above the Law Enforcement Hall:
“Madam, you have gone too far!”
It was from Feng Yi Ju, the Sect Leader of Qingyuan Gate.
The Immortal Sword did not move or speak, merely remaining in a stalemate.
Xia Dali bowed to the sky, “Brother, this turtle is but three years old and, though it possesses spirit wisdom, it does not understand human feelings.
Hurting a disciple is just its beast nature; it should be taught, not punished.
If punished, it will harbor resentment.
Then what should we do?”
The sky went silent for a moment before speaking, “Just as the people wish, set up a restrictive seal to imprison Yuan Spirit, preventing it from betraying.
If it has done wrong, there must be a penalty.”
The will of the people cannot be defied!
As long as there is a restrictive seal, whether it harbors resentment has no bearing on us.
Xia Dali’s expression changed instantly.
Disciples watching the scene burst into applause, with someone shouting, “Whether it’s a Divine God Beast or an Exotic Beast, a beast with a restrictive seal is a good beast!”
The Immortal Sword in Su Huanian’s hand suddenly released a piercing sword Qi, pressing the shouting disciples to the ground.
The clamor was immediately extinguished!
“Come out!” Su Huanian commanded coldly from above the Immortal Sword.
“Though Qingyuan Gate may not be a prestigious large sect, we are still upright and just.
If you do wrong, you are punished—that is the rule!
Who would seize this opportunity to place a restriction on the Divine God Turtle?
Within such a short time, gathering so many disciples to create a commotion, it’s such an obvious trail, do you think I can’t find you out?
Right and wrong have yet to be made clear, and we do not even know who the true culprit is.
Yet, you wish to lay down a restriction first; who is inciting this?”
Her voice was cold and completely devoid of emotion.
Water Quiet lay on the ground, filled with humiliation; she and Su Huanian were of the same generation, she even joined the sect earlier, but now she couldn’t even maintain the cultivation to stand in the face of merely Su Huanian’s sword.
As sword Qi crisscrossed the sky, Feng Yi Ju’s voice became even more imposing, “Madam, you must not cause unwarranted trouble!
Things are clear cut.
As I said, if there is guilt, there must be punishment.
Setting up a restrictive seal will also allow the disciples to feel at ease…”
His speech was cut short when a light suddenly burst from Turtle Mountain on Su He’s back, projecting a series of images.
A black turtle carrying Fu Mountain emerged from Elephant Water, encountered a woman after traveling two to three miles, and that woman approached step by step…
Qiao Ling, prone on the ground, suddenly turned pale.
The unfamiliar figure of her on the screen approached Su He and then suddenly drew her sword.
Combat, breaking illusions, the arrival of others, self-injury, cries for help…
The footage played from the moment Qiao Ling saw Su He all the way to the present reality.
The air in the Law Enforcement Hall suddenly became as still as if frozen, silent enough to hear a pin drop—until a disciple whispered, “This thing must be fake, right?”
“This is a heritage shadow recording, it cannot be altered,” Yu Housheng said gravely.
Xia Dali pointed into the air and a beast horn dripping with fresh blood fell from Qiao Ling’s body, making the truth self-evident.
As the shadow recording played, Qiao Ling had already turned deathly pale, and now she was utterly without response.
There was no sign of when Feng Yi Ju’s voice had disappeared from the sky, and without even a goodbye, it was quite rude.
Yu Housheng’s expression was dark as he stared directly at Qiao Ling, “Why did you attack the sect’s Divine God Beast?”
Qiao Ling kept her head down, silent.
“Why?” Yu Housheng demanded.
Qiao Ling looked up, her face filled with madness, “Haha!
Why?
Because he harmed Brother Lu!
Brother Lu was the first true disciple of Beast Valley, and the first to discover it was a Divine God Beast…”
She mumbled to herself, appearing deranged.
The real reason, of course, she could not say…
“Take her to the Prison, to be further interrogated and judged on another day!”
“Yes!” Someone from the Law Enforcement Hall responded, leading Qiao Ling away.
All that remained on the platform was Su He with her eyes closed and lying down, Feng Yi Ju’s voice echoing continuously in her mind.
To place a restriction on him…
a restriction…
Water Quiet stood by, dazed.
Everyone watched silently, as someone whispered softly, “After this incident, will the Divine God Turtle still be loyal to our Qingyuan Gate?”
It made sense.
The Sword Inhabiting Servant at the Sword Residence narrowed his eyes at Su He.
As a Sword Slave, his duty was to wield the sword on behalf of the Sect Leader.
Anyone in the entire Qingyuan Gate, human or beast, who harbored doubts about the Sect Leader, was his enemy.
Su He closed his eyes, revealing no hint of his thoughts.
The Sword Slave turned and asked Xia Dali, “The disciples make a good point.
Wouldn’t it be simpler to just place a restriction on him?”
When it came to taming Beast Pets, Xia Dali, as The Head of Beast Valley, had no equal within Qingyuan Gate.
Xia Dali gave him a look as if he were an idiot.
“Mad?
Can it still be a Divine God Beast if it’s restrained?
A warrior can be killed but not humiliated.
It’s easy to kill him, but to place a restriction in his Primordial Spirit, forgive me, I cannot do it.”
Such a task might be possible through the Sect Leader’s Tao Cultivation passed down from Taibai Temple, but even then, it would require the combined strength of the entire sect to Suppress the Divine God Beast Bloodline.
The Sword Slave narrowed his eyes, his hand reaching towards the hilt of the Immortal Sword at his waist.
In the sky, Su Huanian’s Immortal Sword suddenly rang out, its Sword Qi crisscrossing and permeating the countryside.
The Sword Slave’s sword was drawn just a fraction before it could go no further.
Drawing it even a bit more would mean his corpse would lie there on the spot.
The gap was too great; he didn’t even have the right to draw his sword in front of Su Huanian — even though she wasn’t there, what was present was her Immortal Sword filled with her Sword Qi.
The Immortal Sword paid no further attention to the lesser beings, thrusting down swiftly, embedding itself in the peak of Turtle Mountain.
The character “Su” atop Turtle Mountain seemed to come to life, moving like Phoenixes dance and Dragons roam, radiating with a resplendent glow.
…
In Qingyuan Gate, at the Palace of Longevity.
Feng Yi Ju opened his eyes and looked towards the Scholar in the hall: “It’s over!”
The Law Enforcement Hall disciples were obviously instigated by someone.
The Scholar bowed to admit his mistake, but when he looked up, his eyes were stubborn: “Brother, it’s not just me who has overstepped.
The Sect Leader’s wife…”
With a glance, Feng Yi Ju silenced the Scholar, who couldn’t speak another word.
…
Three hundred li away, at Nameless Pond.
Su Hua looked lovingly at her sleeping daughter on the bed.
This time, her daughter’s sleep felt distinctly different.
Her daughter had consumed a natural treasure!
It wasn’t top-grade Pill Medicine full of Spirit Wisdom.
She never lacked superior Pills, but her daughter was too young and her Tao Cultivation too weak to absorb them.
What her daughter consumed was plain material, yet of the highest quality.
To use a metaphor, it was like an apple worth a thousand gold leaves.
It was the same thing, yet not the same thing.
Su Hua felt this kind of material was even better for Ya Ya!
This must have been brought by that Turtle.
This presence, it was even more potent on the Turtle’s body.
Su Huanian would fully protect anyone who truly cared for Ya Ya, be they human or Turtle.
The crowd in the Law Enforcement Hall had dispersed.
Su He had left early and was now leisurely swimming in Elephant Water, heading towards Su Huanian’s pond.
The entire Qingyuan Gate failed to evoke any sense of belonging in him, except for that pond.
Among the crowd just now, he had a sliver of good feelings only towards Xia Dali.
As Su He swam, he pondered the advice Xia Dali had given him earlier.
“The Heart Orifice Divine God Object is the foundation of cultivation; do not just greedily pursue the desires of the mouth and stomach.
When you have time, study the Divine God Beast in your Heart Orifice.”
Su He floated on the water’s surface, retracting his limbs and Turtle head into his shell, letting the currents of Elephant Water drift him along, closing his eyes to look inward at the Heart Orifice Divine God Turtle.
This was the first time he truly looked inward since learning he was a Divine God Beast.
