Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 57 - 056 Sect Leader_1
57: Chapter 056: Sect Leader_1
57 -056: Sect Leader_1
Elder Qiao’s voice grew louder, “And a Divine God Beast that never undertakes missions, that never experiences conflict, even if it transforms into pureblood, what will it use to guard the Qingyuan?
How will it serve as the Guardian Beast of the Tao?”
He looked serious: “Although this old one has never witnessed the Dragon Turtle heritage, I believe that more than ninety percent of it is related to battle and killing.
Whether it’s cultivation or advancement, it inevitably serves combat power.”
This was not baseless; Qingyuan Gate might not have a Divine God Beast, but it did not mean that in a thousand years of cultivation, he had not seen a Divine God Beast.
All Divine God Beast heritages are related to battle.
The inheritance of humanity might be for the pursuit of the Great Tao and eternal life, but pureblood Divine God Beasts are inherently eternal!
What they need more is the method to protect the Tao!
It is combat power!
There is no existence that has never fought yet possesses supreme combat power; the heritage left by the Divine God Beast ancestors is for battle, to fight until there is no need for battle, and thus, the Tao is protected.
“Could it be that the Sect Leader thinks that we understand the Dragon Turtle better than the Dragon Turtle ancestor?” Elder Qiao retorted.
The Dragon Turtle is not only Brother Ge’s disciple but also the Sect’s Guardian Beast of the Tao.
The arrangements for the Dragon Turtle were not solely Brother Ge’s concern.
If the Sect Leader insists on stopping the Dragon Turtle, only allowing it to be a mascot, no one can do anything about it.
The Sect Leader, after all, is the Sect Leader.
Feng Yi Ju fell silent for a long while, then nodded, “Fine!
But the Dragon Turtle must not leave the Qingyuan Territory!”
Elder Qiao shook his head; the Sect Leader was overthinking.
Not to mention leaving the Qingyuan Territory—Brother Ge had already sent a message early on, asking him to become the Dragon Turtle’s Tao Protector.
Given Brother Ge’s stingy nature, he would definitely be reluctant to let the Dragon Turtle come to any harm, and there are probably more than just him as Tao Protectors.
Elders who have weathered the turbulent times of Qingyuan Gate care even more about the Sect’s Divine God Beast than others do.
Elder Qiao greeted Feng Yi Ju, glanced at the worthless disciple kneeling down, and turned to descend from the main peak.
A Sword of Letter Transmission in his hand shot out, flying towards Tinghai Lake.
“I’ve agreed to be the Tao Protector, but investigate the Sect Leader—he’s not right!” Elder Qiao wore a sickly complexion yet stood erect and dignified, with just a hint of desolation in his eyes.
Feng Yi Ju is not right.
Not only has his handling of the Dragon Turtle been rough and changeable.
They had also talked about many other matters, but he lacked the vision, breadth of mind, and wisdom that a Sect Leader should possess.
Even three hundred years ago, when he first took the position of the Sect Leader and was still naive, he was better than now!
Elder Qiao Changlun even doubted whether the Sect Leader was unwittingly replaced by someone else?
On Tinghai Lake, Elder Ge erased the traces on the Sword of Letter Transmission—the news brought by Elder Qiao’s letter had dispelled the joy of receiving a good disciple.
There have been oddities about Feng Yi Ju for a whole cycle of sixty years.
The practice of secluding oneself for years or decades had caused the Cultivation Sect to react slowly, and the abnormalities of Feng Yi Ju were not noticed until Xia Dali subtly brought it up to him.
That was what made Qiao Changlun start an investigation.
The ancestors of Qingyuan Gate were also generous; a patriarch with Tao Cultivation that reached the heavens and could not be trifled with even by the Ten Major Immortal Doors.
Even the Azure Dragon of Xuan Tian Gate held him in high esteem.
This patriarch left behind methods to ensure that the Qingyuan Master could not be taken over by possession or impersonation.
When the Previous Master encountered trouble, his fellow brothers temporarily took his place.
It was only after officially taking over the Sect Leader’s position that they could stand openly in the Palace of Longevity.
In other words, following the laws condensed by the patriarch in Qingyuan, he was a genuinely abdicated Sect Leader!
That was also the fundamental reason why he could attack the Palace of Longevity without being counterattacked by the Formation.
The Sect Leader could not be replaced; this was the law condensed by the patriarch with his Tao Cultivation and the most powerful Flesh Body before he became an immortal.
Even the top powerhouses of the Ten Major Immortal Doors could not change this.
The issue must be with Feng Yi Ju himself.
A problem with the Cultivation Technique, damage to the Divine Sense, or even an injury to the Primordial Spirit?
It shouldn’t be that simple.
It’s nothing unusual for those who cultivate to become mentally deranged or get injured.
If that were the case, Feng Yi Ju wouldn’t keep it a secret.
When he hit him just now, there was nothing unusual in the tactile sensation, right?
Elder Ge was silent, feeling a heavy weight on his heart.
He was very satisfied with Feng Yi Ju as the Sect Leader; he had done well over the past three hundred years.
Although it was built on the foundation laid by the Previous Master, leading Qingyuan Gate to this stage in three hundred years was something Elder Ge was proud of and something he felt he could not do himself.
Su He tilted his head, observing the Taoist’s face turning from green to purple.
That Sword of Letter Transmission was poisonous!
At the very least, the news it brought was poisonous.
Just as he was about to whisper, Elder Ge already smiled and put away the sword.
These matters couldn’t be guessed; they had to be investigated.
He then looked at Su He, “As a true disciple, you will now undertake missions—lecturing in Li Nan Yuan, employment by the Elders, going out to fight…
Turtle Kid, are you ready?”
Su He opened his mouth wide.
Old man, when you asked me if I was ready earlier, were you talking about this?
To be honest, Su He was not ready!
It seemed that for everything he did, he was unprepared.
He had come to this world unprepared, entered Qingyuan Gate unprepared, and became a Divine God Beast just as unprepared…
It was not easy to make friends, acknowledge a master, and settle down here.
Even if his identity as a Divine God Beast was completely exposed, no one dared to target him anymore.
Even Feng Yi Ju had been beaten up by Master.
And now, he had to go out and complete missions?
Su He didn’t want to!
Now, he had a Cultivation Technique, a Tao Cultivation field, and a Master.
With the dice, he never lacked resources.
He seemed to have no need to undertake missions at all!
Rather than missions, Su He preferred to cling to life at Tinghai Lake, becoming invincible in the world—at least until he fully transformed into a Divine Beast and reached the second realm, only then would he consider leaving.
Moreover, Su He felt slightly fearful of the outside world.
It was only after this hibernation that Su He suddenly realized something.
In the half-year since he joined Qingyuan Gate, aside from hibernating, he had spent half of that time in a state of being plotted against.
And he was always the last to know!
The fact that he managed to survive was entirely due to luck in his fights with others!
It was an awful feeling!
He had always felt that, having transmigrated, he retained his emotions and intelligence from his former life.
But after this hibernation, he realized that he might have been…
overthinking it!
How could a tiny turtle brain, not even as big as a fingertip, retain human emotions and intelligence?
The mere vast memories from his past life were enough to overload him.
It was only during this hibernation, as his head transformed into a Dragon Head and his brain evolved somewhat, that he suddenly came to this realization.
Recognizing his shortcomings, Su He lacked any yearning for the outside world.
Especially since Su Huanian’s sword had been taken away.
Su He felt insecure.
He looked faintly at his master.
Although Elder Ge did not know his thoughts, he could guess what was on his mind.
He chuckled carelessly, causing Su He’s hair to stand on end, before saying, “I promise you that within three years, you only need to take on tasks within Qingyuan Gate, and within ten years, only tasks within Qingyuan Territory.”
Rainwater slowly formed a “?” above Su He’s head.
What’s the difference between Qingyuan Gate and Qingyuan Territory?
Atop Watch Sky Terrace, Feng Yi Ju silently watched Elder Qiao leave, then turned and returned to the Palace of Longevity.
Passing by the Scholar, he couldn’t help but laugh, “You’re not getting up.
Are you waiting for Elder Uncle Qiao to spare you?”
The Scholar immediately jumped up, “Sect Leader senior brother is teasing me again.”
Since childhood, when had Master’s punishment of kneeling ever been spared?
It was always him forgiving himself and stealthily lifting his punishment.
“Come in!”
The two entered the Palace of Longevity, and the door automatically closed behind them.
Feng Yi Ju sat in the Sect Leader’s seat, his four fingers drumming on the armrest.
After a long silence, he said, “The news of Uncle Ge hitting me should have spread, right?”
As the leading Sect among the East Cloud Sects, it was unknown how many spies from other Sects had been placed here—maybe they weren’t spies; just by supporting one or two Qingyuan Disciples, they could get firsthand news.
“Brother, is it worth it?” the Scholar asked, raising his head to look at Feng Yi Ju.
Feng Yi Ju laughed, his eyes flashing with blue light, and a sand table map of East Cloud Mountain rose in the middle of the Palace of Longevity, with Qingyuan Mountain to its southeast, neither the largest nor the most beautiful mountain.
“Qingyuan Gate has long reached its limit.
The position is only so big; no matter how it develops, it can’t reach the level of the Ten Major Immortal Doors.”
Three hundred years ago, Qingyuan Gate only occupied the three thousand miles of Qingyuan Mountain.
Over three hundred years, Qingyuan’s influence expanded, making a full ten thousand miles Qingyuan Territory.
But this ten thousand miles of territory is not solely owned by Qingyuan Gate.
There are more than a dozen other Sects.
They were conquered by Qingyuan Gate and became subordinate Sects.
Subordinate, like vassals, means their Sect leaders must get the nod of Qingyuan Gate to assume their positions.
But this is already the limit.
Over these three hundred years, the endless strife of East Cloud Mountain has finally calmed down, to the point that there is even a tendency for other Sects to join forces to contain Qingyuan Gate.
Xuan Tian Gate is also making trouble behind the scenes, fostering the East Cloud alliance.
They do not allow another large Sect to arise beside their resting place.
However, the Sects of East Cloud Mountain have been in conflict for thousands of years, and it’s not something that can be united just by saying so.
Gathered together, their conflicts would only deepen, but the pressure from Qingyuan Gate forces them to join.
But what if the external pressure was gone?
If Qingyuan Gate fell into decline for six decades, the other Sects probably see it more clearly than Qingyuan Gate itself.
The Qingyuan Master is sick, and his prestige has sunk to the point where he is beaten by the elders within the Sect.
Does the so-called alliance of East Cloud Mountain need to exist?
With a thousand years of grudges and a hundred years of accumulated conflicts, just a slight nudge would cause it to explode, right?
Without chaos in East Cloud, how can Qingyuan rise?
Feng Yi Ju looked into the distance.
It’s still not enough, still missing a spark!
Qingyuan Gate needs a great chaos, one shocking enough to rock the entirety of East Cloud.
Otherwise, neither Xuan Tian Gate nor the various Sects of East Cloud will rest easy.
