Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 56 - 055 Bond_1
56: Chapter 055 Bond_1
56 -055 Bond_1
The old Daoist laughed heartily, finding the greatest joy in being a master as nothing more than having a disciple eager to learn and having something to teach!
“The Spirit Communication Scroll usually requires the opening of the Intention Orifice and the condensation of Divine Sense before it can be learned, but you have taken three Spirit Awakening Pills from Lu Ming and, although you haven’t opened your Intention Orifice, your Divine Sense has already begun to manifest, which is sufficient,” he said.
As he spoke, a surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
Were Spirit Awakening Pills something to feed so carelessly?
Spirit Awakening Pills were only to be taken when the Offering Bones ritual was completed and the Mind Pearl was about to be condensed, and the strength and fluctuation of Divine Sense were insufficient; only then would one swallow a pill to forcibly condense it.
Cultivation should be as careful as walking on thin ice; the Seven Steps to Transcendence were to be taken one footprint at a time, with not a single misstep to be dared.
At that time, Su He could only be considered to be at the “Divine God Objects” stage, having leaped across three minor boundary statuses, and he directly swallowed Spirit Awakening Pills, three at a time no less.
It was only due to the robust dragon-turtle physique that he didn’t die without knowing how he had died.
Deserving death!
They should drag his body out and grind his bones to dust and ashes!
Elder Ge harrumphed, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Su He’s brow, causing a ripple-like wave to spread out from the center of his forehead: “This is the Divine Sense, usually invisible and undetectable.”
Divine Sense can largely be understood as spirit, intention, thoughts, and so on – it is a real, albeit invisible, energy.
The ripple shown by the old Daoist was a special technique, like dropping dye into water.
“You haven’t opened your Intention Orifice and can’t control your Divine Sense, so your Divine Sense still needs to use existing functions to manifest.
For example, merging it into your gaze, it can probe Formations, dark entities, and other undetectable things, or merging it into your voice to convey intentions, break illusions…”
“You can’t use your Divine Sense proactively to explore, so many abilities in the Spirit Communication Scroll are unavailable to you, like communicating through thoughts.
I will teach you how to channel your thoughts into your voice or gaze.
In the future, whether you shout or your eyes express something, both will serve as means of communication.”
He pointed at Su He’s brow heart, transmitting a set of Spell Decisions to him.
In fact, this could not be considered a Cultivation Technique but rather a minor trick for the use of Divine Sense.
Su He closed his eyes in contemplation, murmuring softly from time to time.
With thoughts in his heart, he channeled his intentions through his mouth.
“Aaah~” Su He sang out in a long tone.
Elder Ge chuckled, saying, “Don’t yell at me; Beast Language and the Spirit Communication Scroll are too similar.
If you shout, I can’t tell if it’s Beast Language or the Spirit Communication Scroll, so use your eyes to convey feelings!”
The old Daoist wasn’t worried in the slightest, confident that such a simple thing wouldn’t be difficult for his disciple, who came from a Divine God Beast Bloodline with mighty Divine Sense.
Even a common Exotic Beast like a camel could learn in two months, let alone a dragon-turtle?
Su He closed his eyes and concentrated, and after a moment, opened them, his dragon eyes shooting two beams of light that landed on the old Daoist.
The old Daoist’s joyful expression suddenly changed as he jumped up, shouting loudly, “Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Even if you are my own disciple, I can give you the cultivation technique, the heritage, even my life, but you can’t have a single bite of roast chicken!”
To learn the Spirit Communication Scroll only to demand roast chicken from the old Daoist as the first matter?
This disciple’s nature doesn’t match with mine; it would be best to expel him from the Sect sooner rather than later!
True · conveying feelings through one’s gaze!
No wonder Big Zhuang’s eyes seemed to talk, understanding what it wanted to express with just a glance; that guy must also know this trick, right?
Elder Ge produced a lamp from nowhere and placed it on Su He’s dragon head.
With a flick of his finger, a flame kindled atop the lamp.
Despite the torrential rain, the flame, small as a bean, would not be extinguished.
“This is the Life Lamp, lit with your Divine Sense.
Normally it’s only lit after the Mind Pearl is condensed.
This little turtle of yours is indeed somewhat special.
If one day your Divine Sense is completely spent, this lamp will be extinguished, and the Sect will know that you’ve encountered a disaster.”
He sent the Life Lamp up toward the sky and it headed straight for the Life Hall.
“After lighting the Life Lamp, you will be a true inheritor of Qingyuan Gate…
Are you prepared?”
True inheritors have their own treatment, but they also bear their own missions.
Both the tutors teaching at Li Nan Yuan and the disciples who hunt with Elder Ge in the Three Rivers Wasteland must understand this.
The collapsed Palace of Longevity has been restored.
Feng Yi Ju stands on the Watch Sky Terrace, gazing towards Tinghai Lake—a hazy mirage barely distinguishable from this vantage.
When Su Huanian was designing the Array Map, he added an anti-spying feature—in fact, most of the Elders of Qingyuan Gate possessed this feature.
If it were not for Elder Ge shattering the Palace, no one would have witnessed Feng Yi Ju being beaten.
In front of the Palace of Longevity, the Scholar knelt.
An old man with grey hair and a gaunt appearance, dressed as a tutor, stood straight with his hands behind his back beside Feng Yi Ju.
This was Elder Qiao Changlun, the Scholar’s master, having joined the sect even a hundred years before Elder Ge.
As Feng Yi Ju took his beating, the Elders watched clearly.
The Sect Leader had not done well these past years, and this Scholar had played his part in that failure.
Elder Qiao had come personally to punish the Scholar.
This was not how the Sect Leader’s Adviser should behave!
From within their gazes, a Life Lamp drifted out from Tinghai Lake, flying towards the Life Hall.
“With the Life Lamp lit, the Dragon Turtle is also on the proper path,” Elder Qiao said.
Feng Yi Ju shook his head, “Too soon!” He had long promised to light the Life Lamp for Su He, but had yet to do so.
“Once the Life Lamp is lit, you are a true inheritor, one who must undertake missions.
At this moment, sending the Dragon Turtle out on a mission is almost akin to leaving it defenseless.”
Elder Qiao fell silent for a moment, “According to the Sect Leader’s nephew’s view, what should be done?”
Feng Yi Ju smiled faintly, “Elder Uncle is jesting.
After a millennium of cultivation, do you not understand these matters?
This Turtle’s bloodline is exceptionally pure; I fear there is about a thirty percent chance it could truly transform into a Dragon Turtle.
At least, it should be nurtured within the sect before the second boundary.
If there is a need, my Qingyuan Gate will bear all responsibilities.”
Isn’t that the role of a sect?
To provide a growing nest for the fledgling birds, to give them time and nourishment, so that one day they can spread their wings and soar!
Now that he had chosen to support, Feng Yi Ju would spare no effort!
Let the Dragon Turtle truly see the sincerity of Qingyuan, let the Dragon Turtle truly see where the benefits lie, and only then will its heart remain here.
Just like the Azure Dragon of Xuan Tian Gate.
You should know that the Azure Dragon was once a fierce rival of Xuan Tian Gate ten thousand years ago and even fought bitterly with one of Xuan Tian Gate’s ancestors.
Now, if anyone threatens Xuan Tian Gate, the Azure Dragon is the first to disagree.
Because everything the Azure Dragon has comes from Xuan Tian Gate.
Elder Qiao gazed at Tinghai Lake, seemingly deep in thought.
After a long while, he sighed, “Has the Sect Leader ever considered that what Qingyuan Gate can provide, other sects can also afford?
Perhaps even more?”
Qingyuan Gate is only the leading force among the many sects in East Cloud Mountain, and there are nearly a hundred sects in East Cloud Mountain alone.
Just two are slightly inferior to Qingyuan.
Not to mention the Yunmeng Ze adjacent to East Cloud Mountain, a gathering place for demons, whose strength and heritage are no less than those of the Ten Major Immortal Doors.
Further south lies Qingcheng Mountain, hosting no fewer than eight entities comparable to Qingyuan Gate.
Elder Qiao spoke earnestly, “If you want the Dragon Turtle to truly integrate into the sect, you cannot hold it aloof and distant from the crowd—not at least in this generation.
Three to five hundred years later, when the next generation of disciples grows up, or even the generation after that, it will be appropriate for it to receive such respect.”
He looked at Feng Yi Ju, “Within the sect, there should be disputes, bonds, laughter, sorrow, people it dislikes, and people it loves.
Only then will it begin to feel a sense of belonging to the sect!”
Cautious of those it dislikes gaining power, eager for those it loves to advance—the more experiences the Dragon Turtle has in Qingyuan, with tears and laughter, the more alive Qingyuan will become in its heart.
Interests are eternal, but those who provide benefit can change.
What truly tethers a Divine God Beast is not interest, but the emotional bond between the beast and the sect itself.
People will die, but the sect will not!
