Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 59 - 058 Panel_1
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Su He found the usual spot and lay down; it was right on the southern edge of the classroom.
His body was too large, and lying at the front would block others’ view.
Fortunately, after evolving, his eyesight had greatly improved, clear enough to see in the night as well, so his location didn’t matter much.
Here, the sunlight was also pleasant.
Su He, despite having grown a dragon head and tail and looking more like a Dragon Turtle, hadn’t left the category of turtles.
He was still a cold-blooded animal who loved the sun and craved shrimp.
Just as he lay down, a disciple crept over quietly, “Uncle Dragon Turtle, did you hear about it?”
The disciple had the look of a thief about him, “Water Quiet Uncle Master from Quiet Water Mountain has had an accident.”
Su He was startled for a moment before he realized who this was, Qiao Ling’s master, that Daoist nun who had once opposed him in court with a simple mind but extreme partiality.
After Lu Ming was disposed of, he hid in her Quiet Water Mountain, which Su He had erased with the strike of a cactus from a camel, turning the whole mountain into a desert.
Hmm, suddenly remembering, it had been a while since he saw the camel.
That creature had disappeared without a trace, not seen for a month.
Su He lowered his dragon head to look at the disciple.
At that time, Water Quiet wasn’t on the mountain, and he was worried she would seek revenge later.
Could it be that she made some small move and got punished by Elder Ge?
It shouldn’t be the case.
Despite Elder Ge’s unkempt appearance, he wasn’t the type to bully the weak.
The disciple continued in a whisper, “Water Quiet Uncle Master was found in the Prison, she went there last year to visit a disciple and left afterwards.
Actually, her disciple confined her in the Prison and somehow switched their appearances, assuming her identity to get out, while she remained in the Prison until just two days ago when someone discovered her.”
“Her spirit soul was completely bound; she was like a walking corpse, only eating, sleeping, and digging Netherstone.
It was only because a disciple was put in solitary confinement and discovered her by chance when delivering a meal.”
Su He choked on his own breath, unsure of what to say.
The Prison held numerous important felons, even enemies of the Sect.
And it’s leaking like a sieve?
Lu Ming was able to order three underlings to attack Su He while he was in the Prison, Qiao Ling managed to walk out as if it was nothing.
On the day Lu Ming was killed, a woman attempted to snatch his dead body, and she was erased along with him.
He had thought Qiao Ling ended just like Lu Ming, with her cultivation destroyed, and that her ability to tunnel underground was due to a magical treasure or a Talisman Rune.
It turns out she had escaped the Prison.
How could the Prison be so lax in its security?
What were Yu Housheng and Feng Yi Ju thinking?
Qingyuan Gate deeply values the Law Enforcement Hall and the Prison, hence making the position of Hall Master equivalent in weight to that of a First Seat to signify their authority.
In Qingyuan Gate from top to bottom, there was the Sect Leader, First Seats, Hall Masters, officers, true disciples, and ordinary disciples.
Former First Seats and Hall Masters, now retired, were honored as Elders.
They didn’t hold positions within the Sect but had oversight power, and in urgent situations, the Seven Veins Elders could even depose the Sect Leader.
The Seven Veins Elders were former First Seats of the Seven Veins.
Feng Yaya’s grandfather was the previous First Seat of the Sword Washing Pond.
The matter of the Prison might have some hidden details or other reasons, but it was not the concern of a divine beast guardian about to take office to worry about something the plenty of Elders and First Seats were there for.
But now, it seems Water Quiet won’t trouble him over killing Qiao Ling.
That was good news.
On the podium, Yu Lin seemed not to notice the little scheme between the disciple and the turtle.
In fact, Yu Lin pretended not to see whatever Su He did during his classes.
Every time he saw Su He, he would be reminded of the scene on Crocodile Beach: compelling crocodiles to raise their hands for roll call, stripping and dancing unrestrained, and urinating in circles around the lectern—that lectern was very likely the Divine God Turtle’s Sunbathing Stone!
Back then, Yu Lin had been deceived by Lu Ming with an enticing task to leave the Sect, and two months later, when he returned, he heard about a Divine God Turtle appearing in Tinghai Lake.
Yu Lin felt as if struck by lightning.
That wretched Lu Ming only told him that the turtle couldn’t become demonic, but not that it was a Divine God Beast!
What difference did it make if it was a Divine God Beast or a demon?
The social death was the same!
When Su He attended the class on Talisman Runes, Yu Lin didn’t even remember how he had managed to finish the lecture that day, only recalling that half of the Li Nan Yuan was blown up by his runes.
Today’s lecture was about how to reinforce and circumscribe the primary runes with descriptive runes under specific conditions.
It started simple and went into depth, beautifully explained.
The curriculum in Li Nan Yuan wasn’t about imparting the true Cultivation Techniques but allowed new disciples to get started and gain some insights into various aspects of cultivation.
They would only truly start cultivating when they joined one of the Seven Veins in July.
As the class ended, Yu Lin stood up and left, fleeing as it were.
Then he was stopped by Su He.
Yu Lin’s face instantly turned exceptionally colorful, and he began to breathe rapidly.
This day had finally come; the turtle was looking for him.
What did it want?
This dreadful rate of breathing.
Su He couldn’t help but make a quip in his heart, and then called out to him with an uplifted voice.
Yu Lin was startled, “Panel?”
Was that the meaning conveyed by the Dragon Turtle’s divine thought just now?
Su He spoke in a low voice, as if whispering secretly, and Yu Lin’s expression gradually shifted from perplexity to astonishment, and then to utter amazement.
He looked at Su He in disbelief.
Was this the thought process of a Divine Beast?
Su He had only shared with him the concept of the panel, briefly mentioning the system found in novels of his previous life.
Yu Lin was completely astounded by it.
Let’s not mention those systems that can directly enhance a person’s Tao Cultivation or grant treasures.
Nothing comes out of thin air; that’s unrealistic.
Even if it did, there must be a cause behind it.
For example, the Tao Cultivation might already exist, but is sealed or the person is reincarnated, and with the right timing, an instant boost occurs.
However, the panel that displays attributes, as mentioned by the Divine Turtle, could theoretically exist.
For instance, combining the Water Mirror Technique, the “Show” character, and various exploration and pupil techniques.
It could not only display one’s own attributes but also directly inspect others.
Yu Lin’s breathing quickened, “Uncle Dragon Turtle’s idea is whimsical, but as your disciple has humble Tao Cultivation, may I present this concept to my master?
My master is the Principal of Scripture Hall and Luqiu Real Man of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.”
Su He knew of this man, who could have taken over as head of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, but refused to do so.
The Heavenly Secret Pavilion excels in crafting magical treasures and the head must understand commerce, which Luqiu Real Man, devoted to seeking Tao, was not interested in.
He eventually became the Principal of Scripture Hall, which oversees the teachings of Qingyuan Taoism.
Provided one has enough merit, one can exchange for any Qingyuan Gate cultivation techniques at the Scripture Hall.
One could even hire lecturers from Scripture Hall to teach exclusively.
For tutors in Li Nan Yuan, becoming a Scripture Hall lecturer is their next goal.
Su He had no objections and nodded in agreement.
Yu Lin was overjoyed, “Rest assured, Uncle Dragon Turtle, if this Taoist technique is created, Uncle shall receive at least half the merit for it!”
After apologizing, he immediately left on his flying sword.
Dragon Turtle’s idea was too fantastic to risk sending via Flying Sword Messaging in case of an accident.
He had to make the trip in person.
Three miles away in a pavilion, Qiao Changlun, dressed like a scholar, slowly put down his teacup.
Ever since he promised Elder Ge to become the Dragon Turtle’s Tao Protector a month ago, he hadn’t left Su He’s vicinity within thirty miles, only secretly concealing his presence so as not to alert others.
To him, there was no difference between a distance of thirty miles and being right in front of him.
At this moment, merely three to four miles away, whatever Su He and Yu Lin had discussed had fallen unchanged into his ears.
Qiao Changlun looked in Su He’s direction, his eyes filled with admiration.
This Dragon Turtle is incredibly astute!
This wasn’t an idea inherited from the Dragon Turtle lineage; it would only receive such a legacy at the moment it truly transformed into a Divine Beast.
This was the Dragon Turtle’s own idea.
Elder Ge had immense good fortune, so much so that Elder Qiao felt the tea in his mouth turning slightly sour.
After a moment of reflection, he stretched out a finger and tapped in the air.
Waves rippled through the air, eventually forming a water screen the size of a book.
Elder Qiao’s finger danced, inscribing spirit talismans into the Water Mirror.
Suddenly, characters appeared on the Water Mirror:
Name: Qiao Changlun novelbuddy.cσ๓
Race: Human Race
Boundary Status: Demonic Realm, Sixth Step, Thunder Robbery Boundary.
Status:
There were no characters following ‘Status.’ According to what Dragon Turtle had surmised, the name should be linked to the Primordial Spirit and Yuan Spirit, displaying any issues that arise.
Status would be connected to the Flesh Body, with injuries, poisoning, and so on being directly visible.
This was a massive project.
Ideally, the panel would operate on its own, without a cultivator’s control, so if a cultivator fell into an Illusion Realm, was poisoned, or such, it wouldn’t lead to a misdisplay due to their own misjudgment.
It would involve various other Taoist practices such as Talisman Rune, Cultivation Technique, Medical Path, Soul Path, Physical Path, and so on, not something one or two people could accomplish.
A group of old fellows needed to gather and thoroughly research it.
Coincidentally, Elder Ge will accept a disciple on the seventh day of the seventh month, and the older teacher-brothers will all get together then.
