Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 78 - 077 Little Crocodile 211 additional for Alliance Hierarch ’I am commanded by heaven so my life shall be long and prosperous’_1
78: Chapter 077: Little Crocodile (2/11 additional for Alliance Hierarch ‘I am commanded by heaven, so my life shall be long and prosperous’)_1
78: Chapter 077: Little Crocodile (2/11 additional for Alliance Hierarch ‘I am commanded by heaven, so my life shall be long and prosperous’)_1
Qiu Hu’s mentality exploded, but his offering to become a disciple was not the least bit disorganized, conducting the ceremony with order and eloquence in his speech.
Truly professional.
“Disciple bows thrice and kowtows nine times, presents tea!”
Su He didn’t know how to kowtow, nodded in respect, and with the Water Control Divine God Power condensed into a small hand, respectfully offered the tea.
Elder Ge took the teacup, gulped it down in one go, and burst out laughing.
He knew the image was not good, he should have sipped a little and set it down before admonishing the disciple, but…
Damn, he was happy today!
He never liked restrictions or rules, otherwise he wouldn’t have gone a thousand years without accepting a disciple.
He didn’t like others restricting him, nor did he like to restrict others.
“Good, good, good!” He said “good” three times, unable to stop smiling.
The crowd didn’t mind, as cultivators need not care about such things.
After worshipping the ancestors and respectfully offering tea, they were genuinely master and disciple; the minor details were of no consequence.
From the stage, Qiu Hu announced, “A high-achieving master acquires a worthy disciple, a virtuous talent meets a renowned teacher.
Disciple presents a gift!”
The crowd below buzzed with excitement, immediately turning their attention to the stage.
The ceremony of becoming a disciple had been experienced by many and was nothing unusual, but the gift-giving stage was where everyone compared—close friends competed even more.
“When my disciple paid respects, he honored me with a thousand-year-old ginseng!”
“Eh, not bad at all!
My disciple is less capable, only honoring me with a three-thousand-year-old red ginseng.”
“Ah!
Mine is even worse, just gave a three-hundred-year-old Spirit Fruit, um, the Vermilion Fruit.”
Elder Ge, who only accepted a disciple once in a thousand years, had no concern during others’ bragging before.
Next time, would he avoid it or dare to join the revelry?
The prize for winning the competition could be obtained with the master’s help, but you absolutely couldn’t ask the master for a gift to present to him—that would be too embarrassing.
What could the Little Dragon Turtle possibly have to offer?
Just now, according to the host’s introduction, the Dragon Turtle was only three years old; at three, it couldn’t even save up its shed shell.
Elder Ge was set to face embarrassment next time.
Some close friends were already snickering.
Su He’s External Space opened, and a fruit encased in a stream of water floated towards Elder Ge.
“Eh?
Is that a Pill Yang Fruit?”
The crowd exclaimed in unison, followed by peals of laughter.
Though the Pill Yang Fruit was indeed a genuine Spiritual Object, effective for Demonic Cultivators and Profound Moon Beasts alike, and there was nothing wrong with it as a gift for becoming a disciple, it wouldn’t be the laughingstock at the next gathering of old fellows.
Elder Ge might not be at the forefront, but he wouldn’t be ridiculed either.
But before this, the Pill Yang Fruit had already been awarded as a competition prize!
This proved that the fruit was not something unique in the hands of the Dragon Turtle.
A gift for becoming a disciple need not be expensive, but it must be thoughtful.
When Elder Qinghe accepted a disciple, the disciple sincerely traveled a thousand miles, kneeling and bowing, presenting a wildflower picked from afar.
That let Elder Qinghe boast for nearly a hundred years.
The gift from the Dragon Turtle was indeed valuable, but it was also…
too casual!
See if Elder Ge has the face to drink in public next time!
Elder Ge chuckled, yet did not look disheartened.
Turtle Kid was still too naive, not understanding human worldliness.
He was also too young, no wonder the disciple.
At that moment, the water that wrapped the Pill Yang Fruit dispersed like flower petals, and a refreshing fragrance wafted through the air.
The laughter from below, pealing one moment, subsided the next.
The disciples were puzzled but saw their own masters and the elder cultivators, staring at the Pill Yang Fruit on the stage, their breathing quickening.
There was something wrong with this Pill Yang Fruit!
This isn’t an ordinary Pill Yang Fruit from the tournament prizes; this Pill Yang Fruit’s quality is at least twice as high!
Don’t underestimate that doubling in quality; its level might not have increased, but its quality has risen.
Such things are even rarer than high-quality treasures.
The Pill Yang Fruit is special; when it hasn’t yet been picked, its qi is connected to the Pill Yang Fruit tree, so the quality can’t be discerned.
Only after being picked does the quality suddenly reveal itself over a certain period.
This Dragon Turtle must have collected quite a few Pill Yang Fruits, using the common ones as prizes, and this high-quality one as a gift for the master?
Elder Ge’s eyes twinkled with a smile.
He didn’t need the best; something special was enough!
That’s what counts as a thoughtful gift.
“At least there’s filial piety,” Elder Qinghe said, pursing his lips.
“But compared to the wildflowers from my disciple…”
Just then, the Pill Yang Fruit was lifted by the water flow, cracking open from the middle like a lid being lifted.
There was no fruit flesh inside the Pill Yang Fruit; or rather, the flesh had already been consumed.
Because inside the Pill Yang Fruit lay a silently resting beast egg.
The beast egg had absorbed all the flesh of the Pill Yang Fruit.
A hushed silence fell over the crowd, followed by collectively sighing.
What a profligate!
A high-quality Spirit Fruit that could be used in the Demonic Realm, just like that, absorbed by a beast egg?
Laments of ‘what a pity’ echoed one after another, as people slapped their thighs and sighed.
However, Elder Ge’s eyes gleamed, and he poked the beast egg, which moved slightly and then cracked open with a snap.
A sooty little Crocodile hatched, turned its head to crunch the eggshell and Pill Yang Fruit peel thoroughly, swallowed it all, and then let out a satisfied burp, “greeting” Elder Ge with a grunt.
Probably calling for its mother.
What everyone cared about wasn’t this, but the three glittering stars on the little Crocodile’s forehead.
They couldn’t help but gasp.
Born with three stars, it would grow to at least five or even six stars.
Its fate in the Profound Moon was as good as decided!
Had the Dragon Turtle raised a Profound Moon Potential Exotic Beast for his master?
The key question wasn’t this, but how did the Dragon Turtle get the still-encased beast to absorb the Pill Yang Fruit?
And how did it ensure that it would hatch at the ceremony, seeing Elder Ge first?
Even if the Dragon Turtle came from an egg, could it really have such precise timing?
The crowd’s eyes turned to the Dragon Turtle, who said nothing.
It’s not worth speaking of; using the egg to absorb the Pill Yang Fruit, Beast Valley specifically cultivates various Exotic Beasts, so naturally, there are ways.
Ensuring the egg would hatch at just the right moment had to do with the External Space.
Normal storage spaces can’t contain living things, and although the External Space is also very difficult to break this restriction, it’s connected to Su He and is not merely a space; it also carries Su He’s life force.
Storing an egg that’s not yet considered a complete living creature is still no problem.
And the External Space itself is specially made for things put into it to be in a stasis state, where they won’t spoil or grow.
Just choose a good quality Crocodile Egg, let it absorb the Pill Yang Fruit, and then put it into the External Space right before it’s about to hatch.
Someone poked Elder Qinghe next to him: “Doesn’t this count as being meticulous?”
Elder Qinghe’s lips twitched.
He had no less than thirty ways to ensure the little Crocodile would hatch at the precise moment needed, but those methods were impractical and unachievable for a little Dragon Turtle.
There was no Formation, no Spirit Talisman, no scent of Pill Medicine on the Crocodile Egg; it wasn’t controlled to hatch at that moment, but the Dragon Turtle predicted the timing and took it out then.
How many Crocodile hatchings had to be observed to summarize that?
It’s said that the Dragon Turtle has two or three hundred Crocodile minions, couldn’t they all be used just to observe the hatchings of the little Crocodiles?
If this isn’t being thoughtful, what is?
Elder Ge held the little Crocodile, laughing heartily.
He guessed that this might relate to his disciple’s magical space, but—others don’t know that!
You don’t know, but that doesn’t stop me from boasting!
Even if you do know, so what?
Specifically nurturing a Crocodile with Profound Moon Potential for one’s master, which of your disciples has done that?
