Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 74 - 073 A Guest Arrives 110 additional for Alliance Hierarch ’I am commanded by heaven so my life shall be long and prosperous’_1

74: Chapter 073: A Guest Arrives (1/10 additional for Alliance Hierarch ‘I am commanded by heaven, so my life shall be long and prosperous’)_1

74: Chapter 073: A Guest Arrives (1/10 additional for Alliance Hierarch ‘I am commanded by heaven, so my life shall be long and prosperous’)_1

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Anger flashed through Long Min’s eyes, “That woman bears ill will towards the King; she claims to offer the turtle shell as an apology, yet she has not relinquished control over it, leaving a trace of her branding within the shell.

Should she wish, she can recall the shell at any moment.”

Chou Nu’er had relayed the turtle demon’s affairs on the way here, so Long Min was aware of the shell’s origins.

“Moreover,” Long Min looked at Su He.

“It would be one thing to merely recall the turtle shell, but did the King feel any impulses upon beholding the shell?”

Su He blinked.

“A turtle species that cultivates seduction, I have never encountered such a thing!

This woman’s cultivation technique revolves around charm and dual cultivation, imprinted onto the turtle shell, naturally exerting a tremendous attraction upon male turtles.”

She conjured a curtain of water to isolate the turtle shell: “If the King gazes upon it for too long, he won’t be able to resist treating the turtle shell as a female turtle.”

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That the King guards this shell without becoming disordered suggests that either his resolve is exceptionally strong, or—he has not yet developed such capabilities!

Turtles only enter mating season after the age of eight.

The King is not yet a Dragon Turtle; his habits are closer to those of ordinary turtle species.

The King is still young!

Yet this young turtle already carries the fragrance of a Dragon Turtle; the King’s natural talents are even higher than I imagined!

Long Min was overjoyed within, pointing at the female turtle shell, “Should the King be unable to resist the temptation and pours his Yuan Yang into the shell, that woman could instantly retract the shell, thus stealing the King’s offspring.”

“Furthermore, since the King has not yet transformed into a Dragon Turtle, dispersing his Yuan Yang at this moment will inevitably slow down his cultivation speed, and might even prevent him from ever morphing into a Dragon Turtle because of this flaw!”

The demoness deserves death!

She’s not stealing Yuan Yang to breed offspring for the King but covets the Dragon Turtle’s Yuan Yang for her cultivation.”

“Her Changsong Gate identity is probably fake as well,” Long Min snorted.

“But a mere wild turtle, ignorant of the traits of Dragon Turtles, dares to scheme against one!

Truly courting death.” Long Min tapped her cane repeatedly, throwing out several magical treasures that quickly formed a defensive formation around the turtle shell.

“It’s rare for a turtle of the Demonic Realm to willingly offer up its shell; this shell is the best supplement for the King’s Appearance of Bearing Mountain.” She looked at Su He and burst out laughing: “Never in her wildest dreams would that turtle demon have expected to become nourishment for her enemy!”

Three thousand miles away from Qingyuan Gate, this place was still within Qingyuan Territory but had already left the protective formation of Qingyuan Gate.

In the expanse of primitive forest, the turtle demoness stood barefoot, her face full of anticipation as she looked towards Qingyuan Gate.

Behind her stood disciples of the Changsong Gate.

Long Min guessed wrong; her identity as a member of Changsong Gate wasn’t fake.

“Elder Uncle, are you certain that this method can seize the Dragon Turtle True Blood?” Shang Yanzi asked.

The turtle demoness smiled broadly, “Of course!”

Essence is the marrow of blood, and besides, she had left her means within the shell.

She wasn’t merely after a bit of Yuan Yang; she was confident she could extract at least half of the Dragon Turtle’s True Blood.

Once the True Blood merged into her being, she didn’t seek to become a Dragon Turtle but to advance her path further.

Perhaps, even the ethereal Stepping Sky Realm was within the bounds of possibility?

But she could no longer stay in East Cloud Mountain.

After obtaining the Dragon Turtle True Blood, she would immediately flee to Yunmeng Ze, a realm of demons where all sorts mingle.

As long as she hid herself in a cave dwelling there, who would remember her after a few hundred years?

If turtles have one abundance, it is their lifespan, plenty to wreak havoc.

It should have started by now, right?

She had dispatched the entire Changsong Gate, confident that none of Qingyuan Gate’s elders from the Demonic Realm were lurking under the water, hence nobody would notice anything amiss.

Based on the timing, it should have started by now.

She lifted her head to gaze in the direction of Qingyuan Gate, filled with expectation, utterly convinced.

Suddenly, her expression drastically changed, turning deathly pale.

In an instant just now, she could no longer sense the existence of the turtle shell!

It was as though the turtle shell had vanished from the world completely.

The turtle demon’s complexion was ghostly white, her soul nearly shattered from fright.

Mere moments under Tinghai Lake, Su He looked at the turtle shell trapped by Long Min’s formation and felt unrest.

Long Min probably had more to say.

If the turtle demoness was truly after only his Yuan Yang, wouldn’t her true body be more effective than the shell?

The demoness was scheming for more than a mere drop of Yuan Yang; it was likely something else, perhaps True Blood or even life itself.

Not a drop of Su He’s Dragon Turtle True Blood could be spared; there was only one Dragon Turtle Dao Body within the Mind Orifice, and every drop of True Blood condensed would consume a trace of the Dragon Turtle Dao Body.

Now that True Blood was lost, it could never be replenished.

The demoness must know that upon succeeding, Qingyuan Gate would unleash divine wrath and might even directly suppress her to death; hence, she only dared cause trouble through the shell.

By now, the demoness has likely already fled Qingyuan Gate.

The temptation of the turtle shell was too great, so Su He didn’t dare to test his own weaknesses, and simply collected the formation and turtle shell into the External Space.

Fu Mountain operated and directly drew the turtle shell from the External Space.

It’s best out of sight, out of mind with such things.

This turtle shell was from the Demonic Realm, and it was quite strenuous to absorb.

Su He slowly closed his eyes and immersed himself completely.

Above Tinghai Lake, atop Guiyuan Island, Qiao Changlun slowly set down his teacup.

Just storing it in the External Space wasn’t safe enough.

If any aura was leaked and the Turtle Demon sensed it, causing the shell to self-detonate, what then?

He pointed with his halberd, and the Immortal Sword pierced through the air from the table.

In a moment, it returned, a line of blood on the blade.

Elder Qiao flicked the blood bead off and sheathed the sword.

It’s better to kill such demons.

He never thought of leaving enemies alive for the Dragon Turtle to grow up and then personally eradicate them as a form of training.

There are plenty of enemies.

The path of cultivation is full of hardship and perils, and it’s easy to make enemies.

Was he afraid he wouldn’t have enemies to practice on?

Clear enemies, it’s better they’re dead.

If you can kill on the first, do not wait until the fifteenth.

Below Tinghai Lake, Su He’s face was stupefied.

Just now, a dice suddenly descended, rolling and landing on the turtle shell in the External Space, and then one turtle shell turned into three, filling the External Space to the brim.

There wouldn’t be a dice when snatching living creature’s body parts.

He had tested this before.

He had no idea what was happening now.

However, having more turtle shells was always a good thing, even if it made the digestion process much harder.

He slowly gathered his focus, using all his energy to operate Fu Mountain.

It wasn’t until the three turtle shells were simultaneously melted by a layer on Fu Mountain and absorbed by the shadow of External Phase Mountain that the voice of a child came from Tinghai Lake:

“Uncle Dragon Turtle!

It’s already the seventh day of the seventh month; dawn is breaking.

The guest will soon arrive, and the Ancestor Master wants you to receive them!”

Su He suddenly opened his eyes.

It was time.

His maid, Chou Nu’er, slowly put down her brush.

While Su He was absorbing the turtle shell, she had thoroughly polished Su He’s shell and scales, making them clean and shiny, like ink jade, crystal clear and translucent.

Let’s go!

Su He gave her a look and cleaved through the water, swiftly swimming towards Longevity Island.

The sky was still dark, but the festivities on Longevity Island had already begun.

The guests hadn’t arrived yet, but the Qingyuan Disciples had already gathered in the hall.

All the branch leaders were present, and even the Sect Leader of Feng Yi Ju sat quietly drinking tea in the main hall, his face adorned with a smile.

Su He came ashore and greeted his fellow Sect members.

Elder Ge, usually sloppy, was neatly dressed today in a striking Daoist robe, with his unkempt hair tied up and his beard groomed, giving him a surprisingly charming appearance.

Soon, the eastern sky grew pale, darkness receded, and the day brightened as the sun rose over Elephant Water, illuminating Qingyuan.

Daylight had arrived.

You Xu sang out from outside the island, “Elder Jade of Wind Listening Tower has arrived, may Elder Jade’s journey be prosperous, our Founding Master awaits on the island, please come inside~”

“Haha!

Old Man Jade is here,” Elder Ge chuckled, stroking his beard in laughter.

Qiao Changlun went out to welcome him.

Today, Elder Ge and Su He were the main characters, only entertaining the guests in the hall; it was the others’ turn to receive guests according to seniority.

In the Mortal Realm, the host could stand at the entrance to receive all visitors.

Cultivators could fly and might arrive from any direction.

If the host went east to greet someone and missed a guest coming from the west, it would be a breach of etiquette.

So they decided to welcome guests at the second door of the hall.

Someone eastward also sang out, “Elder Luo of Mountain Outside Building has arrived, thank you Elder Luo for your grace, may you ‘Transcend Mortality’, ‘Turn Demonic’, and ‘Step into the Sky’, ascending step by step!”

“Hahaha!

The young one sure has a way with words, but it’s a pity the reward is a one-time affair, no matter how well you speak, no more will come.”

Guests arrived on the island one after another, Elder Ge laughed and introduced each one to Su He.

These were the connections he had accumulated over a lifetime of cultivation, his greatest accomplishment in a thousand years of practice.

“Elder Qiu of Xuan Tian Gate has arrived!” a disciple sang out.

A moment of silence followed the laughter on the island, then came a murmur of surprise.

The Cultivation World has always been divided into two factions.

The Ten Major Immortal Doors keep to themselves, while the remaining Sects do their own thing.

They’re not of the same magnitude and don’t mix together.

Everyone looked at Elder Ge, who shook his head slightly.

This was a guest who arrived uninvited.