Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 42 - 041 Seeking Revenge_1
42: Chapter 041 Seeking Revenge_1
42 -041 Seeking Revenge_1
Su He let out a cry.
“It’s you, Big Zhuang!”
The camel widened its drunken eyes, staring at Su He.
It grunted a few times.
Where did this little turtle come from?
Not very capable but quite bold, daring to call Camel Elder by name, who are you?
Its grunting could actually convey complete sentences, rather than just a simple stacking of words like most wild beasts.
“Ong~ ong ong~” Su He chanted.
Me, ah!
A year ago, at Tinghai Lake, I peed on your face!
A year ago, that slovenly Elder Ge was preaching, while this camel was drinking beside him.
In its excitement, it played with Su He in mid-air like a ball.
At that moment, it bumped Su He’s belly, and he couldn’t hold it in.
???
The camel was dumbstruck, shaking its head and flopping down on the ground, staring blankly at Su He.
It stretched out a pair of forehooves, making a small circle the size of a plate, then a large circle that couldn’t be encompassed with its arms.
Its big, sparkling eyes seemed to speak: My little turtle is this tiny and cute, and you are this big and ugly, are you fooling the camel?
Su He’s gaze was clear, and he nodded earnestly.
Still not believing, the camel flared its nostrils, sniffing hard at the air.
Discarding the Dragon Turtle’s divine scent, and retaining the earthy smell of turtles, it was a bit familiar…
very familiar!
After getting a face full of pee, Su He’s scent had been branded into its memory.
It is really you!
The camel stood up in shock—its two hind legs erect, pitter-pattering backwards several steps, then collapsing to the ground again, disbelievingly staring at Su He.
“Grunt, grunt…” This sound was meaningless, but its eyes were talking: How did this creature grow so big in just one year?
The scene was vaguely familiar, very Disney.
Quite a camel with extraordinary spirit wisdom.
After the shock, it proudly grunted at Xia Dali.
The general idea was: No need to investigate further, this is my turtle!
It jumped up, strutting over to Su He with cocky steps.
It lifted a hoof, intending to pat Su He on the shoulder but halted mid-air upon realizing Su He had no shoulders.
It seemed a bit wrong to step on his head instead; the hoof dangled awkwardly, nowhere to be placed.
Su He considerately extended a claw and gave it a high five.
Yeah!
The camel was satisfied, looking at Su He with eyes that said: You’re pretty sensible, little bro.
It nudged Su He’s shell, grunting twice, telling him that it had plans today but would invite him for a drink later…
or perhaps take him to steal Elder Ge’s wine.
Beast Language is not so explicitly expressive, but the meaning was roughly the same.
It raised an eyebrow at Xia Dali, grunting once, indicating to Xia Dali that it had acknowledged the turtle and had other business to attend to, so it would take off.
Its gaze shifted subtly, wanting to look at Su Huanian but not daring to.
It had been beaten up by Su Huanian before.
Two years ago, it had taken Feng Yaya to Evergreen Peak to steal some drinks.
Feng Yaya was drunk for three whole days, and the camel had hung and been beaten for three days by Su Huanian.
Stealing a glance and seeing no sign of aggression from Su Huanian, it called out towards the Grass Residence.
The general idea was: Kiddo, next time we’ll switch places to steal, we won’t go to Evergreen Peak, but other places are okay.
After shouting, it turned and ran, afraid that Su Huanian would catch up.
Su Huanian furrowed her eyebrows.
She couldn’t understand Beast Language but felt that the camel wasn’t spouting any good words.
Looking at Xia Dali, she saw him seriously studying the Mandarin Duck Buckle on his chest.
Not stealing from Beast Valley is great!
“I’ll send you off!” Su He cried out, chasing after the camel as it broke through the Formation.
The camel turned around: Grunt~
I’m going to find Elder Ge; the place is special, you can’t go in anymore.
Su He shook his head: Ong~
I’m going to kill someone.
The camel’s eyes lit up: Grunt, grunt~~grunt!
Are you going to kill Elder Ge?
Shall I keep watch for you?
Su He: Ong…
ong?
No, I’m going to…
Wait, who are you going to kill?
A turtle and a camel gazed into each other’s large eyes, and the air seemed to still.
The camel felt guilty under the turtle’s gaze and reluctantly turned to earnestly study the flowers beneath the tree—how strange, these flowers were still blooming this season.
Within the formation, Xia Dali and Su Huanian fell quiet for a moment.
Su Huanian asked, “Did you know from the beginning that this turtle was the same one Elder Ge encountered last year?”
Xia Dali smiled, “Although I didn’t know for certain, I had pretty much guessed it.
Tinghai Lake is only so big; it’s already a tremendous stroke of fortune for a turtle with full spiritual essence to appear, how could there be two?
And one of them a Divine God Beast at that?”
The most likely possibility was that the two were one and the same.
Although according to Elder Ge’s descriptions, the turtles looked vastly different in size, Xia Dali knew Su He was less than three years old.
For him to have grown to such a size in less than three years, he must have awakened his Divine God Beast bloodline after meeting Elder Ge and shot up in size within a year.
Such occurrences were not uncommon in the Cultivation World.
“Aside from this turtle, probably everyone who knows the full story has guessed it.
If it weren’t for Elder Ge’s third form being too special, making one subconsciously overlook him, this turtle might have realized it already.”
This is something you can’t hide from Teacher Su, right?
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Oh, that’s right, you don’t understand the beast language.
Xia Dali suddenly became quite proud.
He looked towards Su Huanian, only to hear her probe further, “Why did you encourage him to seek revenge?”
“I didn’t!
I was actually trying to stop him…”
Su Huanian fixed her gaze on him.
You not only pointed out Lu Ming’s location and status but also specifically introduced him to the camel.
Is that camel an easy target?
“Alright, I did.” Xia Dali bluntly admitted, “It’s a Divine God Turtle and belongs to Qingyuan Gate, but Qingyuan Gate has been doing a lousy job.
They’ve schemed against it time and again, and even the Sect Leader senior brother wanted to impose restrictions to prevent it from venting its resentments.
I fear that sooner or later, the turtle will grow to resent us and fleeing far away would be for the best.”
Not only did he encourage it, but by sect rules, Lu Ming should have been directly suppressed.
It was he who manipulated events to have him released, crippled his Tao cultivation, and left him there.
If he had to be suppressed anyway, why not let the Turtle Relatives do it themselves?
Some vengeances must be avenged personally for the heart to ease.
Has the Sect Leader senior brother lost his mind?
Why has he been doing so many inexplicable things this past cycle?
He’s completely unlike the Wind Gentleman who has been adored for three hundred years!
Just what has the senior brother done in this single cycle?
The sect that was finally being led to rise, how could it develop such a poor spirit amongst the disciples in just one cycle?
Where did the respectful atmosphere of brotherly friendship and mutual love of those days go?
As far as the eye can see, there’s nothing but a swarm of petty schemes and dog-eat-dog behavior!
Su Huanian said nothing.
She wasn’t fond of these things, but nor did she despise them.
Neither supporting nor opposing.
She only hoped that the turtle would not immerse itself in the pleasure of vengeance.
Su Huanian gently tapped, and seventy-two silver needles beside the Refining Furnace flit out like fish, shooting beyond the formation.
Between Su He and the camel, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Just as they were about to say something to ease the tension, a row of silver needles flew and planted themselves on Turtle Mountain, a point of light fell into Su He’s forehead—it was the control method for the silver needles.
What a sinister magic artifact.
The camel shivered, staring at Su He in shock: Hmm?
You’re really going to kill someone?
This magic artifact is clearly designed for assassinations.
It’s practically a concealed weapon!
Su He nodded.
The camel clomped its hooves twice.
It enjoyed fighting too, but it had a mission to stay, so it couldn’t leave, and it felt a little itch.
It turned to pull out a tuft of camel hair from its body and spat it onto Su He’s Turtle Mountain, then stamped a hoof onto Su He’s forehead.
Su He understood—it was the camel’s divine skill.
When spiritual power triggers the mark on the forehead, the camel hair would unleash the camel’s full strength strike.
The camel was a Profound Moon Beast, equivalent to a Cultivator in the Demonic Realm.
Its strike could collapse mountains.
Another protective ace up his sleeve.
Wealth, companions, law, and territory, Su He felt that companions were actually the most important!
The Cultivation World wasn’t just about fighting and killing; there were human emotions and worldly affairs.
If it wasn’t for Su Huanian, he would have been restricted and turned into a beast pet by now.
The camel tapped Su He’s shell with its hoof, offering an encouraging look, then bounded away toward the distance, eventually vanishing into thin air as it ran.
It was originally in the special space where Elder Ge was, but since Elder Ge couldn’t leave temporarily and was intrigued by the secret book of the divine turtle, he used special methods to send out the camel.
The camel had a high spirit wisdom; it was perfect for keeping an eye on things.
If you’re going to take our cultivation technique, then you must be our turtle!
Su He watched as the camel departed, then turned to head towards Elephant Water.
Quiet Water Mountain…
Quiet Water Mountain…
where was it again?
Last year, Elder Ge had shown him a jade slip with a map of Qingyuan Gate, but Quiet Water Mountain was just a small mountain, and Su He couldn’t quite remember it at the moment.
Submerged under the water, he tried hard to recall.
Wang’an Mountain…
Lunri Mountain…
Sky Valley Mountain…
Quiet Water Mountain.
He remembered!
