Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 49 - 048 Hibernation_1
49: Chapter 048: Hibernation_1
49 -048: Hibernation_1
Elder Ge had gone.
Su He’s cultivation technique needed no refinement, and after transmitting the “Art of Dreaming,” Elder Ge dissipated his divine sense from the stone statue.
He had been guarding Qingyuan disciples in the Three Rivers Wasteland and dared not be distracted too long.
Big Zhuang followed Su He gloomily, heading to swim in Tinghai Lake.
At a loss!
Su He had snatched his exotic beast crocodile but hadn’t given him any wine!
That crocodile could have been taken to Evergreen Peak to confidently be exchanged for a lot of wine.
The key was that when he suggested that the turtle join him to steal wine, it refused!
Unwilling to share hardships and only wanting exclusive riches, that’s no good turtle!
The camel felt aggrieved.
Su He sighed; a conscientious turtle indeed couldn’t do.
In the past, whether he snatched a big salamander or a crocodile, who’d dare complain?
He had just quietly taken the camel’s crocodile away, without beating or scolding it.
A mighty Profound Moon Exotic Beast, feeling so wronged and following behind him, what kind of figure did that cut?
Couldn’t you beat me up, so I could go enjoy this crocodile with a clear conscience?
Add four-point quality!
The camel was aggrieved.
Ultimately, Su He couldn’t get over this inner hurdle and dragged out a three-star Green Crocodile he had hunted from Turtle Mountain, tossing it to the camel.
The camel immediately became delighted, carrying the crocodile, puffing and panting, it hopped and skipped towards Evergreen Peak, cheerfully running.
At Tinghai Lake, the Yellow Scarf Warriors tirelessly worked – in at most another ten days, the dojo would be completed.
The crocodile population at Crocodile Beach had decreased; the crocodiles ready for hibernation had gone to the wetlands to dig holes; they too would hibernate.
Suddenly, Tinghai Lake became a hive of activity.
Su Huanian had left, having completed the design of the array map.
Su He found a reef to sit on, lazily basking in the sun, chewing on crocodile meat.
Having added four-point quality to the three-star crocodile, Su He didn’t even dare take out the entire crocodile.
He used silver needles to slice inside Turtle Mountain Cave Mansion, eating one piece as he took it out.
It took a full five days before the crocodile was entirely consumed, and he didn’t even spare the crocodile skin.
After finishing, Su He lay on the Sunbathing Stone motionless, except for when he needed to excrete.
Without knowing when it started, Su He’s excretions had become increasingly infrequent, now occurring once every three or four days.
Downstream of Tinghai Lake, there was an excretion area specially built by warriors – not for Su He, but for the entire Tinghai Lake.
Countless living creatures in the lake, with mixed Spiritual Energy, didn’t provide the most ideal place for cultivation.
Using formations, the warriors forcibly purified the Yuan Spirit of the water, while other Spiritual Powers, Yuan Qi, and the bloodstained killing intent from water hunting became impurities.
These impurities were then diverted here, re-dissipated into Elephant Water.
The construction of Tinghai Lake didn’t imply that the entire hundred-mile water region was under construction; other areas just had occasional formations arranged and mountains moved to create islands.
Only the central area within a ten-mile radius – from the lakebed sand, aquatic plants, and rocks – was being re-arranged inch by inch.
If Tinghai Lake were a cave mansion, then this ten-mile area would be the quiet chamber where Su He secluded himself for cultivation.
Once the formations were set up and the vegetation and rocks were restored to their original state, Tinghai Lake seemed almost unchanged from the outside, with lush underwater vegetation and abundant fish and shrimp.
On the eighth day, the dojo was completed, but it took Su He another five days to reach the core of the dojo.
By then, his belly had emptied, and the temperature had dropped quite low; he was ready for hibernation.
Yesterday, he had visited Su Huanian’s pool, where heavy snow had already fallen, sealing the mountain in a white blanket.
Ya Ya had not yet awakened, and the little girl seemed truly to have hibernated.
After greeting Su Huanian and making arrangements with Xia Dali, Su He returned to Tinghai Lake, sank to the lakebed, lay in the center of the dojo, and swallowed the Four Monarch Pill before slowly closing his eyes.
This year, there was no need to burrow into the mud for hibernation.
The underwater temperature was even better, and Su He didn’t worry about suffocation.
The crocodiles had begun to hibernate before Su He; their hibernation was for survival needs, while Su He’s hibernation was for evolutionary needs.
Tinghai Lake abruptly quieted down.
Qingyuan disciples had already received a prohibition order, declaring Tinghai Lake as the dwelling place of the Disciple’s Divine God Beast.
During the dragon turtle’s hibernation, no one was allowed to approach, except for the Green Snake.
Green Snake had not yet transformed, and as the heavy snow fell, she became lethargic and listless, and eventually, unable to bear the cold, she took leave to return to Snake Valley to hibernate.
In Qingyuan Gate, she had a private courtyard, but hibernating there wasn’t as reassuring as in Snake Valley.
Su He slept deeply.
The Art of Dreaming newly imparted by Elder Ge was not a cultivation technique, but more like a seed, allowing Su He to maintain a hint of clarity during hibernation.
This hint of clarity wasn’t enough to form a complete consciousness, but just enough to simply operate the Turtle Longevity Secret, ceaselessly drawing in Spiritual Energy and circulating Spiritual Power to perform the Grand Circulation.
The weather, colder day by day, found Su He lying motionless at the bottom of Tinghai Lake.
The Yuan Spirit of water in Tinghai Lake grew increasingly dense.
Even in winter, a thin mist formed on the surface of the water above Su He—this was the condensation of Spiritual Energy.
The snow fell, unperceived at first.
The air on Qingyuan Mountain was rich with moisture, and whether it rained or snowed, it did so abundantly.
After three days of heavy snow, the lake surface finally began to freeze, and looking out over the landscape, the whole world was wrapped in shimmering silver.
The ice on the lake grew thicker and thicker.
Every day, a camel would swing its head and stagger drunkenly to Tinghai Lake, stepping over the spot where Su He lay, tapping around to ensure she was unharmed, before ambling off again.
Sometimes it came alone, but more often it was chased there by the Disciples of Evergreen Peak, who would pursue it while shouting words like “wine-stealing thief” and “pickpocket” that the camel couldn’t understand. free𝑤ebnovel.com
But as soon as they reached Tinghai Lake, no one dared to give chase any longer; this place was forbidden ground in the winter.
The camel, now with a more reliable backer than Elder Ge, would come to Tinghai Lake to sleep off its intoxicated state after stealing and drinking wine outside.
Once it had its fill of sleep, it would go off thieving again.
With Elder Ge away, there was no one who could control it.
The disciples were annoyed to the point of itching teeth but were helpless.
They couldn’t beat it, catch it, or afford to provoke it!
The person in charge of brewing at Evergreen Peak even went so far as to set up a large vat at the foot of the mountain, filling it with wine every day.
He only hoped that Sturdy Master, after drinking his fill, would leave contented and not venture up the mountain to cause trouble for the Spirit Plants.
The camel was very cooperative.
Another half-month went by, and when the camel returned, it was surprisingly ridden by Feng Yaya.
The little girl had finally woken up.
She swept the snow off the layer of ice above Su He and stared down at the dark shadow for a long time before running back excitedly.
“Mommy, mommy!
Big Turtle has gotten smaller!” She gestured broadly with her hands, then brought them close together, rubbing her index finger and thumb to show a space an inch apart: “It’s shrunk by this much!”
Su Huanian looked at her excited daughter and smiled slightly, “That means Big Turtle has made some gains in its closed-door cultivation.”
Su He was in the midst of conditioning her body, digesting the year’s progress, slowly expelling excess impurities from her body and adjusting the structure of her bones; naturally, she would shrink a bit.
Feng Yaya seemed to understand, but not quite—she just knew that Big Turtle was getting better, and that was enough for her.
From then on, Feng Yaya would visit Tinghai Lake every day, sitting on the ice covering the lake and chatting incessantly for most of the day at the shadow below.
When bored, she would build a snowman above, or break the ice to catch a fish or two.
Day by day, time passed by, and without realizing it, hundreds of large and small snowmen were arrayed on Tinghai Lake.
“Mommy, mommy, Big Turtle has turned in a different direction, but he hasn’t woken up!”
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“Mommy, mommy, the ice above Big Turtle is so hard!
Ya Ya can’t even break it.”
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“Mommy, mommy, a little fish got sucked into Big Turtle’s nostril and then got blown out again!”
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“Mommy, mommy…”
Every day when Feng Yaya returned, she reported her daily observations to Su Huanian, who listened serenely like a fairy at peace.
The years went quietly by.
