Don't Mess with that Turtle-Chapter 79 - 078 Maternal Family Feast Extra for Alliance Hierarch Everyone Prosper 110_1
79: Chapter 078: Maternal Family Feast (Extra for Alliance Hierarch “Everyone Prosper” 1/10)_1
79: Chapter 078: Maternal Family Feast (Extra for Alliance Hierarch “Everyone Prosper” 1/10)_1
Elder Ge laughed unrestrainedly, while the audience below hissed continuously.
Having recovered from surprise, Qiu Hu continued to preside from the high platform, “The disciple presents a gift, the master imparts a magic skill!”
Now that they were master and disciple, the disciple had given a gift, so it was only right that the master would bestow a magic skill.
Of course, it wasn’t possible to truly let the disciple accept the inheritance in front of the large crowd.
The master must give the disciple a list of magic skills, so that the disciple could have a clear idea of what to cultivate in the future.
Elder Ge, holding the little crocodile in one arm, pointed at Su He’s forehead with his other hand.
Su He closed his eyes to sense it and, after a moment, opened them in astonishment.
The master had not passed on a simple list, but Elder Ge’s entire Transforming Beast Guide!
Elder Ge’s gaze returned to him, all his Tao cultivation of a lifetime soaked in the Transforming Beast Guide.
The disciple, being a Divine God Beast, could not cultivate the Transforming Beast Guide, but he still had to have the inheritance he deserved.
As for other small magic skills and tricks, there would be plenty of time to teach those later.
Su He bowed again.
From the high platform, Qiu Hu spoke loudly, “The disciple has been instructed, ‘Once a teacher, always a father.’ The family now gives thanks!”
The crisp voice carried across the entirety of Tinghai Lake.
Elder Ge turned sharply, looking up at the high platform with anger evident on his face.
For an ordinary cultivator taking a disciple, after the master imparts a magic skill, the disciple gives thanks, and naturally, the disciple’s parents and elders would also express their gratitude.
This was known as the family’s thanks.
But this step had already been discussed and cancelled.
Su He was but a turtle who had fended for himself in Tinghai Lake since he broke out of his shell.
There would undoubtedly be a Turtle Mother, and following the bloodline, it could be found.
Elder Ge had not failed to search for her—he simply did not wish for someone to use the disciple’s blood relatives in the future to curse or kill the disciple.
The Turtle Mother who gave birth to the disciple could not just be killed off, severing this mysterious connection with Su He, and then be raised in his own pond.
This was also conducive to Su He’s transformation into a Dragon Turtle.
At the moment of the true transformation into a Dragon Turtle, any blood connection with the original kin would naturally be completely severed.
Yet Qiu Hu had announced a step that had been cancelled.
How would he and his disciple handle this situation?
Instant silence fell below the platform.
Qiu Hu immediately realized he had caused a mess, yet he did not know how to smooth it over.
Among the East Cloud Sects that harbored grudges with Qingyuan Gate, murmurs began to rise.
It wasn’t quite Schadenfreude, but it wasn’t far off.
With Qingyuan Gate embarrassed, they also delighted in watching the drama unfold, didn’t they?
They watched the Dragon Turtle, who had been the center of attention from the tournament to the disciple ceremony within Qingyuan Gate, wondering how they would now resolve this situation.
Just then, with the ringing of a sword, an Immortal Sword shooting beams of sword light came swiftly from outside Qingyuan Gate, suddenly stopping above the disciple ceremony, floating in the air.
As the sword’s ripples swayed, a woman appeared out of nothing.
Dressed in white purer than snow, she was unadorned with makeup yet her natural beauty seized the spotlight.
Her body emanated Sword Qi like a heroic woman, yet she also possessed a beauty that seemed painted by nature.
She resembled a lotus rising out of water or a Fairy amongst clouds, as splendid as spring’s bloom, as clear as the autumn moon.
Su Huanian.
Not in person, but just a phantom projected by the Immortal Sword.
The phantom’s red lips parted lightly, “Family gives thanks!”
Her voice was like an autumn stream, tinkling crisply yet carrying a chilly desolation.
The crowd below, startled by the apparition, only exhaled in surprise at her words, “How is Su Fairy related to the Dragon Turtle family?”
No sooner had this person spoken than he regretted it, wishing he could slap himself.
Wasn’t the wife of Qingyuan Gate’s Sect Leader coming to the rescue?
Was he trying to undermine her?
Su Huanian smiled and looked at Su He, “His surname is Su!”
Her tone was calm, as if she were discussing something perfectly ordinary.
The crowd then remembered, recalling that when the Dragon Turtle was introduced, it had a name: Su He!
Sharing the surname with Su Fairy, was this turtle raised by Su Fairy?
What gift would Su Fairy offer in thanks?
This sword light had sped over in haste, and her true body hadn’t even had time to arrive—surely someone must have urgently contacted her, right?
But in such a rush, what thank-you gift had she prepared?
But with Su Fairy’s cultivation reaching the heavens, even a casual gift from her would be a treasure beyond measure for an ordinary Cultivator, wouldn’t it?
More than sufficient as a gesture of appreciation.
With a delicate jade-like finger, Su Huanian pointed into the air, and the Immortal Sword by her side suddenly let out a sword ring as it cleaved through the sky.
As the Immortal Sword slashed through, it ripped open space itself, revealing a space rift with haunting depths, swallowing even the light that fell upon it.
The crowd was startled, and then it dawned on them.
This Su Fairy was indeed the number one expert of Qingyuan Gate, a true cultivator from the Stepping Sky Realm with immense power.
Merely with an illusion, she was able to cut open space!
Chirping and squeaking emerged from the space rift, followed by something resembling a furry ball tumbling out.
It rolled toward the phantom image of Su Huanian and floated towards Elder Ge at her casual flick.
“A gift of appreciation from the family, a Soul Beast in respect,” she said.
The little furry ball looked just like a fluffy snowball with facial features, its large eyes twinkling with an adorably dumbfounded expression.
It gazed at Elder Ge and let out a chirping sound.
In an instant, the mentorship ceremony was abuzz with excitement.
A Soul Beast!
This was a Soul Beast!
A Soul Beast wasn’t an actual beast, merely so named.
This world was full of wonders, and there were wastelands that were unique spaces, like the Three Rivers Wasteland that Elder Ge had just emerged from, and the Qingming Wasteland where Qiu Hu had offered Su He the Ice Jade.
And then there was the Void Realm, even more peculiar.
The Void Realm, unlike any existing world of reality, was a fictional realm created by Ninth-Grade Spirit Beasts, where Soul Beasts could bring the consciousness of Cultivators into the Void Realm.
In simple terms, the Void Realm was a gathering place for the consciousness of Cultivators who possessed Soul Beasts, a place to communicate and discuss the Dao, and even to exchange goods through the said realm.
The Void Realm couldn’t be seen or touched, yet it existed indeed.
Aside from being led by a Soul Beast, there was no other way to enter.
Soul Beasts were rare, and even within the Ten Major Immortal Doors, they seldom appeared, owned only by core disciples and mighty cultivators of the Stepping Sky Realm.
A Soul Beast could only form a symbiotic relationship with one individual in its lifetime and could only lead its master’s consciousness into the Void Realm.
To Su He, the Void Realm was like a WeChat or QQ group, and the Soul Beast was like having an account—except in this case, one could only have one such account for life.
Two individuals, no matter how far apart, could communicate in the Void Realm through their Soul Beasts’ consciousness.
Moreover, different Void Realms had different laws that greatly aided a Cultivator’s practice.
Su Huanian actually gifted a Soul Beast to Elder Ge as a token of appreciation—she hadn’t even given one to Feng Yi Ju!
The crowd turned to look at Feng Yi Ju, whose expression remained unchanged.
Elder Ge gazed at the little fur ball before him, first shocked, then shaking his head: “Niece, this gift is too…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Su Huanian’s phantom dissipated into a scatter of light, and a gentle voice resounded in Su He’s mind: “Practice well, take good care of Ya Ya for me, she has not yet awakened.”
Su He’s heart tightened.
She had thought Feng Ya Ya had gone off causing trouble with the camel.
For such an important event as the mentorship ceremony, a scene so lively, and yet that little girl hadn’t come because she hadn’t woken up.
Her sleep had been excessively long.
Elder Ge’s words were stuck in his throat; in front of him, the little fur ball gave a chirp and leaped towards his forehead, burrowing in like being sucked into a vortex.
Moments later, it popped out from the top of Elder Ge’s head.
The symbiotic relationship had already formed.
Soul Beasts, neither entirely real nor illusory, and impervious to physical harm, usually resided within the Intention Orifice of their masters, evolving as their masters advanced.
The Princess’s Maid’s Little Fire Dragon Fruit perched on her shoulder was hopping up and down eagerly, looking like it was ready to pounce towards the little fur ball.
It, too, was a Soul Beast, seldom encountering another of its kind.
The chatter at the mentorship site grew louder and louder; this was no longer mere envy.
It was jealousy.
Raw jealousy!
Who says turtles are born without mothers?
Look at how this family offers their thanks—a Soul Beast!
