Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 41 - 040 Dojo_1
41: Chapter 040 Dojo_1
41 -040 Dojo_1
Good stuff.
It’s a pity it wasn’t snatched, otherwise, the quantity could have at least doubled.
“The cultivation technique has no issues, but the effect of drawing in spiritual energy is somewhat weak, so I made some modifications for you,” Su Huanian tapped on Su He’s forehead, imprinting a magic skill into his mind, and upon a brief try, it surprisingly matched perfectly with the Turtle Longevity Secret.
However, it seemed that the spiritual energy it was drawing in had not increased; it remained the same, and breathing even became slightly more difficult.
Su He looked at Su Huanian, puzzled.
Su Huanian appeared somewhat tired, her voice softened, “You are a Water Type Divine God Beast, there’s no need to draw in other types of spiritual energy, this method will only draw in water-type spiritual energy.”
After observing for a day, Su Huanian found that Su He’s cultivation technique was of a high grade, which definitely wasn’t something Elder Ge could create in just a year’s time.
It must have taken at least a cycle of sixty years of painstaking effort, otherwise, there was some other source.
Fairy is awesome!
Su He was about to shout until his voice broke.
Just one day!
Only one day to create a cultivation technique that suited him and only drew in water-type spiritual energy.
Should I say it’s just as expected of Su Huanian?
Su He looked up with admiration, while a slight smile appeared on Su Huanian’s lips.
The fairy indeed looks even more beautiful when she smiles, usually she’s too much like the pure driven snow.
This turtle’s gaze is becoming more humanized, Su Huanian asked softly, “Can you breathe underwater?”
Su He nodded.
“Then practice underwater, where the water spirits are abundant, and the effects will be better.” It was a pity she didn’t understand turtle anatomy; otherwise, normal methods of drawing in spiritual energy aren’t limited to breathing through the mouth and nose, but through all pores across the body.
This turtle has no pores, with a body covered in turtle shell and scales, how could it possibly draw in spiritual energy through its skin?
“Have you chosen a sanctuary?” Su Huanian inquired.
The path of cultivation requires Law, Wealth, and Land: Law is the foundation, without which cultivation cannot even be discussed.
Wealth may be external but can provide timely help and add luster to one’s abilities, such as pill medicine, magical treasures, spirit stones, and so on, all of which can make up for one’s deficiencies.
Companions journey side by side, whether they are enemies, teachers, or fellow cultivators, all are companions in the Tao; Ya Ya, Su Huanian, Elder Ge, even Lu Ming are all companions on Su He’s cultivation journey.
The sanctuary is the Land.
Cultivators, especially beasts, inhale and exhale the yuan qi of heaven and earth, changing their surroundings, which in turn affect their cultivation.
It is common for the dwellings of exotic beasts to turn into various forbidden lands.
None of those beasts that cause droughts or floods whenever they appear are exceptions.
As a Divine God Beast, Su He was no exception.
Su He fell silent, a touch of dimness in his eyes.
“Do you want to leave?” Su Huanian asked.
Su He did indeed want to leave, as Qingyuan Gate made him feel insecure, especially Feng Yi Ju.
He didn’t mind joining a sect and becoming a Guardian Beast of the Tao for a thousand or ten thousand years, even till death was fine with him.
But he minded the restrictions!
No one likes being a slave; have you not seen the heavenly gods and buddhas, none of whom wish to be entered into the divine register?
Su Huanian couldn’t understand beast language, but she understood the heart.
She extended her delicate jade finger, touching it to the Turtle Mountain Fairy Sword that belonged to Su He, and injected a stream of mana into it.
“This sword is now yours to command, and with a mere thought, you can unleash three strikes that each carry the force of my full strength; if you wish to leave Qingyuan Gate, no one will be able to stop you.”
Su He’s breath hitched, he believed her.
A woman like Su Huanian, with just one glance, gives people an unwarranted trust—she disdains lying.
It’s funny to say, but he genuinely believed that a fairy would stand up to her own companions for him.
“If you haven’t chosen a sanctuary, you might want to consider the Head of Beast Valley’s advice,” Su Huanian suddenly said.
The dense fog outside the forest cleared, and Xia Dali, straightening his clothes, walked in.
When Su Huanian sent word that the trial had changed that morning, Xia Dali was quite puzzled.
He had merely handed the Token of Trial to Su Huanian, and the trial had not yet begun.
Knowing Elder Ge’s temperament, he had thought to shirk his responsibilities for a while longer and earnestly request the cultivation technique.
Yet within a single night, the trial had ended?
He who was presiding over the trial had no idea what was going on!
Elder Ge disliked cumbersome protocols and was unwilling to interact too much with others, preferring the company of exotic beasts—both those he could raise and those he could eat.
His three-enclosure compound was located outside the valley, free from the surveillance of Beast Valley’s formations; thus, Xia Dali could not pry into the elder’s domain.
It was not until Su Huanian’s paper crane arrived that he became aware the trial had already ended—and there had been accidents.
He stayed on the Divine God Turtle, detecting that the guarding magic skill had not been activated, which was unreasonable.
Even with his lax attitude, such a mistake should not have occurred.
“Teacher Su!” Xia Dali bowed to Su Huanian with his hands folded in front of him, his demeanor respectful, a change from his usual carefree and unkempt appearance.
Among the entire Qingyuan Gate, his admiration for Su Huanian even surpassed that for Feng Yi Ju.
Uh, he had been punished as a child for not following rules.
“Are there results?” Su Huanian asked.
News should’ve come by now if it had been sent in the morning and it was already evening.
Though Xia Dali was unconcerned with minor details and formalities, he was at least reliable.
Xia Dali nodded, “It’s Lu Ming, who, still unrepentant while confined in Prison, has been stripped of his Tao cultivation and expelled from the sect.”
He did not mention the matter of the magic skill.
Before finding out the cause, it wouldn’t be wise to act rashly.
“Hn?” Su He looked up.
Him again!
How have I, in my turtle existence, offended him?
Last time, it was his scheming, and it seemed like the bastard had set his sights on my Divine God Beast flesh.
Time and again, out of the blue!
Expulsion from the sect after abolishing cultivation technique, this narrative sounded all too familiar.
It’s troublesome when you strike the snake but don’t kill it, Su He’s eyes narrowed with suspicion.
This time, his plotting must be exceedingly sinister; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been stripped of his Tao cultivation.
This thief must die!
“Hn?” asked Su He.
Xia Dali replied, “Having been expelled from the sect, he would naturally look for a place to recuperate his injuries.
He dares not return to Beast Valley, so the only place he can go is…”
He suddenly gazed intently at Su He, “What are you planning to do?
Are you looking to eliminate him root and stem?”
His voice grew more stern, “Do you know he’s now at Water Quiet’s Quiet Water Mountain?
Even if Water Quiet isn’t home these days, it’s a Spirit Awakening Realm cultivator’s domain.
Although Water Quiet’s Tao cultivation isn’t profound, she is skilled in formation, particularly a protective mountain formation that is a combination of an Illusion Array and a Sword Array.
You can’t break through it.
“Even if you do break through, what will you use to kill Lu Ming?
His Tao cultivation may be ruined, but his tempered flesh body remains.
You surely can’t mean to ambush him, can you?
With your size, would you hide underwater?
You can’t manage that, I advise you to think twice…”
Thanks for the advice!
Su He turned to leave but was stopped by Xia Dali, “Don’t go!
It’s as if I’m teaching you how to commit an assassination.
Someone is here to see you; you can’t leave.”
Su He turned back, surprised, Isn’t that the case?
I don’t want to see anyone right now, I only want to kill.
“Regardless, having inherited Elder Ge’s cultivation technique, you can’t just walk away while his guest has come to see you.
It wouldn’t look good.
Word of this would tarnish your reputation as a Divine God Beast and people will think you are a common wild beast without gratitude,” Xia Dali said leisurely, locking eyes with Su He.
Su He grunted in frustration, giving a long, stifled groan.
Su Huanian watched silently, then finally asked, “Who is it?”
She had sensed an unusual aura outside the formation, enveloped by a special space that made it impossible to sense who it was unless it was forcefully opened.
A strange expression crept onto Xia Dali’s face, as if it was difficult to say who the visitor was, he shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Sturdy Master!”
Surprised, Su Huanian’s cool facade showed a hint of playfulness as she laughed lightly, and with the flick of her delicate green jade finger, the formation’s fog parted.
Then…
A muscular camel with an air of indifference strode in.
The smell of alcohol hit them in the face.
Su He’s turtle eyes widened in shock.
He recognized this camel!
