Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 54 - 053 Fist_1
54: Chapter 053 Fist_1
54 -053 Fist_1
The air inside the courtyard became somewhat delicate, as the two senior brothers stared at each other, their sword qi formidable.
Sword cultivators are like this, not skilled in conversation; they prefer to speak with their swords rather than with words.
Right or wrong, righteous or biased—settle it with a fight to see clearly.
The two of them drew their swords, facing each other, their sword qi bursting forth.
Just then, “thump, thump,” two dull sounds were heard, as two chicken bones hit their heads—one for each, in a remarkably fair division.
Both men immediately clutched their heads and squatted on the ground, tears nearly coming out.
Their Immortal Swords clattered to the ground.
Outside the small courtyard, Elder Ge spat out a chicken bone, leaped up, and flew toward Qingyuan Main Peak.
“All nonsense!
Each one of you with little Tao cultivation but no shortage of arrogance, always talking about the world, this world.
What is the world?
It’s all not the world; only the roast chicken in one’s mouth is the world!”
Little Turtle became a disciple; words said are like water splashed, and Elder Ge’s word is as firm as a nail—claiming to flip the Palace of Longevity means it must be done.
How could I let my disciple enter the sect with grievances in his heart?
Elder Ge did not need to ride a sword since reaching the Demonic Realm he could tread the void and fly.
He sped like lightning and in an instant was above Qingyuan Main Peak, gazing at the solemn Palace of Longevity.
He transformed into a giant turtle, three Zhang in size, and like a meteorite, he plummeted toward the Palace of Longevity.
Within the Palace of Longevity, Feng Yi Ju opened his eyes to look at the ceiling, wrapped the Taoist boy in his sleeve, and flashed out of the hall.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the Palace of Longevity collapsed.
Stones flew in disarray.
The boy’s mouth opened wide in shock.
Who dares to attack the Palace of Longevity?
Has Qingyuan Gate fallen?
Why didn’t the Formation intercept?
As the dust settled slightly, they saw Uncle Ge pinning the Sect Leader down and beating him.
As an uncle and an elder, even though Feng Yi Ju was the Sect Leader, he could only dodge.
He helplessly shook his head and chuckled bitterly,
“Uncle Ge…”
“Shut up!” Elder Ge was relentless, “Don’t admit any mistakes, if you do, how can I keep hitting you?!”
“Uncle Ge, he is the Sect Leader!” cried the shocked scholar who had rushed over.
Elder Ge glanced at him.
So what if he’s the Sect Leader?
Elder Ge would thrash him without hesitation when he’s out of sorts!
What about being the Sect Leader?
As if no one else had ever held the position!
When the previous Sect Leader was critically injured and dying, during the turbulent times of Qingyuan, to stabilize people’s hearts, elder brothers and sisters of similar Tao cultivation took turns acting as the Sect Leader in his guise, taking Qingyuan Gate a full sixty years to recover its Yuan Qi and return to the right path.
More than twenty years later, Feng Yi Ju succeeded as the Sect Leader.
Ge Jiansan himself had also carried out official duties in the Palace of Longevity, he had been the Sect Leader!
Elder Ge punched Feng Yi Ju into the ruins.
“This punch is for my disciple, hitting you for your foolish attempt to control the Divine God Beast!”
Feng Yi Ju did not dare to resist.
Elder Ge’s status was elevated, his identity special.
Not just in terms of seniority; Feng Yi Ju’s master was Elder Ge’s own younger brother, whom he had personally raised.
It’s not just about hitting him; Elder Ge had the right to strike even his own master when necessary.
Unable to resist and having to endure, Feng Yi Ju crawled out of the debris only to be punched back in by Elder Ge.
“This punch for you abandoning your proper duties!
Forgoing your cultivation to play the disreputable scholar.
Who are you surreptitiously calculating against every day?”
As he spoke, Elder Ge shot a sidelong glance at the scholar, and the scholar’s soul nearly fled his body.
Feng Yi Ju cleared away the rubble to climb out.
“Master…”
Boom!
“This punch for sixty years of neglecting your proper duties!
What has become of a once fine sect?
Engaged in power struggles and deplorable dealings!”
Boom!
“Hitting you with this punch for being an uncompassionate father!
Your own daughter trembles before you like a tiger; if you can be so unkind to your own flesh and blood, how can anyone believe you would treat your disciples with any kindness?!”
The previously unresisting Feng Yi Ju suddenly raised his head, looking straight at Elder Ge.
“Uncle, this is my family matter.”
Elder Ge looked down at him, his eyes incredibly serious, “As the Sect Leader, you have no family matters!
Every word and every action you take is a matter of great importance to the sect!”
Feng Yi Ju did not speak.
Elder Ge roared loudly, throwing a punch.
He sent him flying directly off the Qingyuan Main Peak.
“This punch is for your cowardice!
Why haven’t you fought back after being hit for so long?
You are the Sect Leader!
Even if the ancestors of our lineage were to come back to life, no one has the right to beat the Sect Leader like this!!”
Elder Ge yelled hysterically.
He had initially only intended to flip a table and throw a tantrum to vent his disciple’s frustrations, but for some reason, seeing the scholarly Feng Yi Ju, he could not help but strike out.
Where had the joyful and righteous Feng Yi Ju, who roamed the world relying on his sword, gone to?
Since when had he assumed the title of Wind Gentleman and believed himself to be a scholar?
Reading books was all well and good, but why adopt those annoying habits?
Deserving of a beating!
In Li Nan Yuan, Su He was dumbfounded.
Just a moment ago, an image appeared before his eyes: a massive Grass Turtle crushed a great hall.
Then, the Grass Turtle transformed into Elder Ge and brutally assaulted Feng Yi Ju.
His first reaction: It was fake.
After all, aside from him, no one else saw this scene.
Then, Su He realized that this was an image Elder Ge had specifically transmitted to him.
An indescribable tremor rose from the depths of his heart; the unkempt Elder Ge might be indifferent to formalities, but he was not the type to lie.
He went to the Qingyuan Main Peak and flipped the Palace of Longevity!
All of a sudden, Su He’s heart felt as if it was being clutched, his throat choked up, and a hard-to-describe feeling welled up from within him.
The last time he had felt this way was in his previous life when someone had insulted him for being fatherless, and then a bigger kid who bullied him every day in the courtyard didn’t say a word and took him to fight back, but they ended up beaten and sent back.
At that time, Su He cried his eyes out.
He didn’t care about being bullied, didn’t mind the hardships, but he couldn’t bear someone being kind to him.
Such as Feng Yaya, such as Su Huanian, such as Elder Ge.
Even towards Xia Dali, he also held considerable fondness.
It was not until Feng Yaya poked his Turtle Shell that Su He came back to his senses.
The lesson had ended, and the disciples had already left the South Garden.
Half had gone, while the other half looked on at Su He from a distance, curious about the existence of the Dragon Turtle.
“Big Turtle, Mother has gone away again.” Seeing Su He come back to reality, Feng Yaya poked at his Turtle Scale and spoke sullenly, “Mother left without taking me with her, and Aunt Lin isn’t here either.
I don’t know where Big Zhuang has gone.
It must have seen that you woke up and it doesn’t need to take care of me anymore, so it ran away…”
At this moment, a mighty Camel stood on a deserted hill, feeling dejected.
It stood quietly, gazing down at the rushing Elephant Water below, its mood listless.
The eyes of the Profound Moon Beast were too good.
Despite the heavy rain and hundreds of miles between, it could see that the old man was beating up the Sect Leader, avenging the Turtle.
Feng Yaya had gone to class with the Turtle early, and nobody noticed that it was missing.
It truly wished to die right there, to die utterly, beyond any chance of revival.
By the time they found it, it would be too late.
They could hold its lifeless body and weep bitterly with regret.
Atop Qingyuan Main Peak, the voice of the fierce Elder Ge resounded powerfully: “On the seventh day of the seventh month, Elder Ge will conduct a disciple induction ceremony at Tinghai Lake.
I hope my fellow sect members can come to witness!”
The Camel’s heart turned to ash.
Dozens of golden lights shot out from Qingyuan Mountain in all directions; Elder Ge was inviting friends from other sects to join the occasion.
He had never taken disciples in his life; he had tossed even his own son into the Sword Washing Pool to be taught by friends.
Even the little Taoist boys who served him were nominally his son’s Taoist Boys. freewebnσvel.cøm
He had never taken disciples before, and he would not in the future.
Only the Dragon Turtle was special.
The disciple he took once a millennium was actually the Small disciple of closing the door.
