It’s not so much a perverse interest, but rather — a childlike fascination?

A man remains a boy until his death, and the Dragon Turtle is no different.

Elder Qiao laughed heartily, like a performer on stage in a green robe, his long sleeves swirling as he gestured an invitation for Su He to head towards Qingyuan.

Though his arms were gone, his sleeves moved with exceptional agility.

“Why have you thought to return today?” Walking on air, Elder Qiao Lun asked Su He.

Judging by the situation that day, both Su Huanian and the Dragon Turtle seemed to have no plans to return to Qingyuan. Just being able to hang onto a title and fend off Qingyuan’s external enemies was already the limit.

“I’ve come to ask the Elder for a glimpse of a Qingyuan technique.”

“Which technique?” Elder Qiao Lun was curious. Did Qingyuan possess a technique that could pique the interest of the Dragon Turtle? Having returned for half a year, aside from healing, he had also been trying his best to inquire about the Dragon Turtle. But now, he was no longer the ignorant Wu Xia Amon from half a year ago.

How many techniques in the myriad worlds could catch the eye of the Dragon Turtle?

“The Panwu Evolutionary Decree,” Su He said.

Elder Qiao looked at the spirit snake on Su He’s back and suddenly realized. With a flick of his sleeve, a jade slip floated directly towards Su He.

He chuckled, “If you went to the scripture library today, you wouldn’t see this technique. Having lost both arms, using sleeves as snakes, this technique is just right for me. This jade slip has been in my possession for over half a year.”

The transmission of sect techniques had its rules, but rules only applied to ordinary disciples. An existence like the Dragon Turtle was naturally unaffected by such rules. Not to mention an ordinary technique, even if it were the fundamental inheritance of the Seven Meridians, or even the Sect Leader’s seal…

Elder Qiao Lun shook his head; such good fortune was impossible!

If the Dragon Turtle wished to become the Sect Leader of Qingyuan, he must be dreaming.

Su He did not stand on ceremony, pocketing the jade slip and turning to ask, “Has there been any news from my master?”

There was no trace of Old Taoist Ge within Qingyuan Mountain. Old Taoist had retraced Feng Yiju’s path, and it had been nearly a year since Feng Yiju’s death, yet Old Taoist had not appeared.

Elder Qiao Lun shook his head, “The sect sends flying swords with messages every three days, but there has been no word.”

Still too naive. In the eyes of Qingyuan’s elders, Feng Yiju was an invincible existence, forcing Old Taoist Ge to retrace his path in search of a loophole.

But they didn’t know that such an existence, in front of the Dragon Turtle, would be defeated in one battle, and defeat meant death!

Su He fell silent for a moment.

In a moment, the Hall of Longevity was in sight. Elder Qiao Lun did not invite Su He in; the doors of the Hall of Longevity were too small. Su He would have to squeeze hard to get in, which would be quite unseemly.

At this moment, all the elders were gathered outside the Hall of Longevity, looking up at the Viewing Heaven Platform. All the First Seats of the Seven Meridians were present, except for the powerful monk Xia Dali and the yet-to-be-decided First Seat of the Sword Residence.

The Sect Leader of Qingyuan had been from the Sword Residence for several generations in a row. Xia Dali was considered a dark horse, and it was quite a legend for him to rise from the First Seat of the Beast-taming Valley to take charge of the Hall of Longevity.

“Elders and First Seats, long time no see!” Su He’s voice was muffled, not of his own doing. Once a body reaches a certain size, the voice naturally becomes deep and muffled, as if it had vibrated countless times within the chest before emerging.

Not to mention the Dragon Turtle, even among ordinary beasts like lions and tigers, their voices become majestic once they reach adulthood.

The elders looked at Su He with a bit of unease.

This Dragon Turtle was no longer the little fellow who had joined them as a disciple.

He was no longer the one who, despite coming up with ideas, could do nothing but let these old fellows take advantage, the first to concoct the Bright Mirror and share the merits.

Today’s Dragon Turtle already had some of the imposing manner of the adult Dragon Turtle that had torn through the sky during its Tribulation Crossing.

Back then, many elders had witnessed with their own eyes the ancient Luo tearing through space, dominating as it emerged. That was an existence beyond their wildest dreams.

Now, in retrospect, it seems laughable. Such an existence, and Xuantian Gate had an Orient Loong God. What exactly were they at Qingyuan Sect resisting?

After three hundred years of planning, they didn’t even know what kind of existence their opponent was. Not to mention the never-seen Orient Loong God, even the Sect Leader of Xuantian Gate and the First Seats of the twenty-eight meridians…

In the winter, the Sect Leader of Xuantian Gate broke through space and appeared directly in Qingyuan, informing everyone that Dongyun Mountain had been designated as Su He’s territory.

The way he stepped through space from Xuantian Gate and landed in Qingyuan made it difficult for people to breathe.

Everyone looked at Su He.

Strictly speaking, was Qingyuan now actually under the command of this Dragon Turtle?

Like the relationship between the Orient Loong God and Xuantian Gate? But it seemed a bit more awkward.

Su He glanced over the elders and his gaze fell on the woman dressed in the robes of the First Seat of the Sword Cleansing Pool. The robes were brand new, obviously made for the new First Seat.

“Long time no see!” Su He greeted.

Gu Lin!

The woman who, along with Yaya, had taken Su He and Green Snake out of Snake Valley. When Su Huanian was not around, it was she who took care of Yaya.

Su He had always thought her status would not be too high, but to his surprise, she had become the First Seat of the Sword Cleansing Pool.

What about the previous First Seat?

The previous generation’s First Seat of the Sword Cleansing Pool was Su Huanian’s father, and this generation was a senior brother of the same generation.

Seemingly perceiving Su He’s confusion, Gu Lin’s expression became slightly melancholic: “During the great battle of Qingyuan, Brother Qian ascended…”

How could there be no deaths in war!

Su He was not good at comforting others. After thinking for a moment, a flash of light from his dragon horn, a flying sword condensed from sword qi shot out, landing beside Gu Lin.

“Su Sister asked me to bring this to the Sword Cleansing Pool.”

Gu Lin’s melancholic expression faded, replaced by a hint of joy. This flying sword, with its restrained sword intent, was not a specific sword technique, but rather her sister’s understanding and insights into the sword. This was the real priceless treasure.

Most sword cultivators didn’t need others to teach them sword techniques. Just one sword intent for them to ponder and verify often yielded better results.

“Thank you… brother-in-law!” Her whisper of “brother-in-law” reached Su He’s ears very softly.

The elders’ faces instantly became colorful, looking at Gu Lin in astonishment, but Gu Lin seemed unconcerned, touching the sword qi Fairy Sword with a satisfied look on her face.

It was confirmed; Su Huanian must have been in contact with her all along. Was it through flying sword messages or something else? He actually hadn’t noticed!

Su He was quite pleased with this address of “brother-in-law.” A jade slip floated towards Gu Lin. It was one of the sword dao jade slips he had left behind, intending to give to Su Huanian.

It wasn’t one of the most core slips. Moreover, Su He had already memorized its contents and could replicate the jade slip at any time.

Gu Lin was even happier.

Beside her, Ge Feng looked at Su He with a wistful gaze.

He was the biological grandson of Old Taoist Ge and Su He’s direct junior uncle. It was he who had truly discovered Su He’s Divine Beast identity. He had also taught Su He for a long time in Leaving South Court.

By rights, Su He’s relationship with him should be closer.

Su He smiled and sent a jade slip flying towards Ge Feng.

It was an inheritance left by the previous owner of Changyue Estate, a study on beast-taming, not a specific technique but extremely valuable.

Ge Feng immediately beamed with joy: “Thank you, Dragon Turtle Senior Uncle, may you live a long life and your dao prosper for eons!”

Su He glared: “Are you cursing me?”

Ge Feng was at a loss.

Everyone burst into laughter. The atmosphere relaxed for a while until Su He left the Viewing Heaven Platform at night, leaping towards Su Huanian’s thatched cottage by the pond. The mist outside was rolling, but it did not hinder Su He, who leaped in, and with a thought, used his control over objects to lift the cottage, displaying everything inside.

Some refining materials, spiritual plants, precious medicines, and a few scrolls. Under the bed, in a small box, were Su Huanian’s personal clothes, all rather elegant.

Su He wasn’t perverted enough to linger over clothes — he preferred to see the person wearing them!

After putting everything back in place, he turned to leave. The thick fog rolled back, enveloping the entire pond and the cottage.

After doing all this, Su He did not rush to leave. He dived into the water, heading straight for Old Taoist Ge’s underwater domain. Finding the small temple and statue in the domain, he tried to contact Old Taoist Ge through the statue, but ultimately there was no response.

This statue was a kind of avatar refined by Old Taoist Ge, capable of housing divine sense. It had a closer connection to Old Taoist Ge.

Su He frowned slightly and left. Following the water back to Listening Sea Lake, he looked up to find himself outside Snake Valley.

Perhaps hidden, the battle of Qingyuan did not destroy Snake Valley, which remained intact. The pavilions and towers that Su Huanian had ordered to be built were all there.

However, since their completion, Su Huanian had never spent a day there.

Under Su He, the water churned as he entered Snake Valley, sinking into the pool. He took out the jade slip of the Panwu Evolutionary Decree and connected it to his dragon horns to begin comprehension.

This was a Qingyuan technique, suitable for cultivation and reference, but taking it away directly would be inappropriate, giving off a sense of bullying the weak.

It was just a Demon Subduing Realm technique, and it wouldn’t take long to learn. Once mastered, he would return the jade slip.

Su He closed his eyes to comprehend the technique. After a night with some gains, he was about to start practicing when the entire Dragon Turtle trembled slightly, and a refreshing sensation arose.

Then, lightning surged on the turtle shell, and bolts of electricity shot out, striking the nearby valley, causing mountains to crumble and rocks to split.

Su He’s mind stirred, and the lightning disappeared. Everything returned to calm.

The Divine Ability “Heavenly Punishment” inheritance was complete. This Divine Ability, along with Divine Guidance and Blood Curse, were accepted for inheritance at the same time, with the other two ending in about ten days, but Heavenly Punishment took over half a year to complete.

This was the longest Divine Ability inheritance Su He had ever received. The lightning technique, Heavenly Punishment, could reverse-slash the origin, shattering the life stars of cultivators above the second layer of Traverse Heaven.

When he received the inheritance, he rolled a four on the dice. Given the long inheritance time, it was no surprise that the power had increased.

Su He looked around and leaped up, flying out of Qingyuan for over two thousand miles before landing on an uninhabited hill. He hummed softly, a glint in his eyes, and a pitch-black thunderbolt fell from the sky, crackling as it struck a distant hill.

There was no explosion, no flames, just the hundred-zhang mountain peak gradually dissipating, turning into nothingness. Not even ash fell.

To reverse-slash the origin was to erase the existence of the mountain peak from its foundation.

In terms of destructive power, it was not comparable to the Mountain God Seal. Su He’s sixfold Mountain God Seal could obliterate space, but the nature was entirely different.

Divine Guidance was too weak, insufficient for body transformation, and the power of reverse-slash the origin was greatly reduced. Relying solely on the Mountain God Seal, it was difficult to kill a second layer Traverse Heaven existence. But Heavenly Punishment was different.

After several tests to get a preliminary understanding of Heavenly Punishment’s attack methods and consumption, the water beneath him churned, and Su He returned to Snake Valley.

Before he arrived, Su Huanian’s call came from within the Mountain Sea Mystic Realm.

Entering consciousness, Su Huanian, transformed into a Frost Turtle, stopped in front of Su He, her thoughts condensing into sound, ringing directly in Su He’s mind.

“Husband, a friend of Nanming Zhenren is passing by Changyue Estate, do you have anything you want to buy?”

That peddler with genuine and expensive goods?

Su He blinked and hummed softly, the Azure Bird translating in Su Huanian’s heart: “Never mind the peddler for now, how did you manage to speak in my consciousness?”

Isn’t this something only the various uncles and ancestors can do? They don’t use it much, usually communicating directly through calls.

Aren’t all Dragon Turtles able to understand each other?

Only Taizu was special; he could produce human voices within the Mountain Sea! How come his wife, who had just entered the Mountain Sea, also had this ability? It seems that in the entire Dragon Turtle clan, only he doesn’t know how?

No, maybe Yaya should be added too. But what’s there to compare with Yaya?

Su Huanian chuckled softly, her turtle head gently tapping his dragon head, passing a technique while her voice echoed in his mind.

“There are many ways. I used the Star Intent Decree from the Heavenly Star Palace to condense thoughts into stars, transmit them into your consciousness, and then release them. Not only can it transmit thoughts into voice, but it’s also more secretive when used in flying sword messages or leaving notes.”

Su He closed his eyes for a moment, a spark falling between his two dragon legs onto Su Huanian’s forehead.

“Wife~” Su He’s voice echoed in Su Huanian’s consciousness.

The Frost Turtle’s eyes flashed with a hint of laughter: “I’m here.”

“Wife~” Su He called again, his voice clearer in Su Huanian’s consciousness than before.

The Frost Turtle softly said, “I’m here.”

“Wife~” Su He called once more.

Su Huanian looked at him.

Su He smiled, “I’m fine, I just wanted to call!”

Su Huanian’s turtle head dipped slightly, her eyes filled with affection, her voice clear and patient: “I’m here.”

In the distance, within the Azure Thunder domain, the Azure Thunder, having received the consciousness, tried its best to press its two lightning-clad giant claws into the turtle shell, hugging the dragon head.

It trembled!

How could such a mushy thing happen in their own home? When the two were being sweet and nauseating, didn’t they think to add a defense to their own thoughts?

You’re doing a live broadcast in front of all the Dragon Turtles, do you know that?

Don’t think that the other Dragon Turtles, being in egg form, have no perception of the outside world! They just can’t communicate with the outside, they’re not asleep, let alone dead!

After shaking for a while, the Azure Thunder poked its head out, waved its claws at Su He’s island, and isolated everything on the island, completely shielding it.

It’s better to add some insurance, lest the two of them, unable to control themselves in the Mystic Realm due to the reality being too different, really stand out.Farther away, within a volcano, a giant egg as red as magma trembled, expressing its discontent.

This was the Red Ancestor, seething with anger at Qing Lei for meddling and blocking his big opportunity.

On the small island, Su He was oblivious to this and asked Su Huanian, “Did you find what you needed from the peddler?”

The peddler seemed to be doing good business, taking three to four months just to reach Changyue Prefecture.

“Yes, I’ve purchased everything I needed. Do you need anything?”

Su He shook his head, “I lack nothing. Have you asked the priest to check if the altar has everything it needs? If anything is missing, we should take this chance to replenish.”

Su Huanian nodded in agreement, “Alright!”

“Is the little one behaving?” Su He asked with a smile. The connection of blood made everything different; missing her even for a day felt strange.

A hint of amusement flashed in Su Huanian’s eyes, “When has she ever behaved?”

It was hard to tell whom the little one took after. Ever since her birth, she had been mischievous and never quiet, even in her sleep. It was hard to associate her with the word “well-behaved.”

Su He laughed heartily. Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed, and a strange look appeared in his eyes, “Wife, wait for me a moment, I need to save someone!”

Su Huanian’s expression became serious, “What’s wrong? Do you need me to come along?”

Su He shook his head, his eyes growing stranger, “No need, it’s just a Transcend Mortality realm, it’ll be quick.”

In the Dongyun Mountains, Su He’s true body looked down from the clouds at a woman being chased by a group of people on the mountain below. Dressed in red, she rode a black panther and carried a cannon on her shoulder, firing a beast tooth cannonball at her pursuers while fleeing.

Without waiting to see the result, she pulled the reins and shouted urgently, “Go!”

The black panther’s eyes glowed blue as it dashed swiftly towards Qingyuan Sect.

Su He was surprised.

Was this girl’s constitution special? Why was she always being chased every time he saw her? Was it because his Dragon Turtle was a jinx, or was she perpetually in a state of being chased, hence the consistent scene every time?

After firing the cannon, she turned and ran, with flying swords and magical instruments whistling towards her back. Her expression changed as she hunched down, channeling spiritual power into the black panther beneath her, desperately increasing its speed.

Blood trickled from the panther’s eyes and nostrils as it fled.

Hidden in the clouds, Su He pressed down with his paw, not using any Divine Ability, but merely the air vibration caused by his paw created a gaseous paw print that slammed down.

Magical instruments, flying swords, and the pursuing enemies were simultaneously pressed into the ground. In an instant, all was silent.

The fleeing black panther leaped and tumbled, rolling on the ground. The girl quickly reloaded the beast tooth cannon and, without looking, fired it behind her.

This was a top-tier beast tooth cannonball, only used when absolutely necessary.

After firing, she hurriedly glanced back, only to see a Dragon Turtle standing behind her at some unknown time, its body unmoving while the waves beneath it gently turned, extinguishing her most powerful beast tooth cannonball.

The girl, staring at Su He, suddenly opened her mouth wide. Staring silently, tears suddenly burst forth like a breached dam, unable to be held back any longer.

“It’s too late, you’re too late! Sun Ye is dead…”

Sun Ye, the name sounded vaguely familiar—Zong Sun Ye?

Su He had a good memory now; he wouldn’t forget a single word he had heard or seen before. As soon as the name came up, an image of a pervert appeared in Su He’s mind.

It was during a class at Leaving South Court, where Ge Feng introduced the Transformation of Beasts chapter, and the most active disciple, who had used the name Sizhe, asked a question that shocked the entire Qingyuan: Could a man who practices the second body of the Transformation of Beasts chapter develop a female beast’s body? Could he become pregnant and give birth? Could he produce offspring with a Divine Beast?

He remembered that he and Sizhe were from the same village, almost like siblings next door.

Had such an interesting soul died?

“What happened?” Su He asked, but Sizhe just cried without speaking, mounted the black panther, and rushed back the way she came.

Su He followed, tracing the direction Sizhe was heading, sweeping over with his Divine Sense.

Three hundred li away, in a gorge, a man stood leaning on a sword. His body bore forty to fifty wounds from various weapons. Dark red blood flowed from the wounds; he had been dead for some time, but the Fairy Sword in his hand still swung with sword energy, guarding the gorge, preventing enemies from passing through.

But death is death. He could no longer stop anyone, and those who pursued Sizhe eventually caught up.

The scene alone told of the fierce battle.

Who else could this man be but Zong Sun Ye? He looked much more mature than a few years ago. Judging from the corpse, his talent was good; he had reached the late stage of the third step of Transcend Mortality, True Blood realm, with his True Blood about to fully condense.

In front of him lay eleven corpses, half of them dressed in the attire of the Wu Xiang Sword Sect.

In the entire Dongyun Mountains, only the Wu Xiang Sword Sect and Qingyuan Sect were of the same lineage.

With a wave of his paw, Su He scooped up Sizhe, and with a flash of divine machinery, appeared in the gorge. Sizhe, looking at her Junior Brother who had died standing, could no longer hold back, biting her hand, tears flowing freely.

Su He’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhu Yan, Scholar, Feng Huang Palace!

From the corpses of the Wu Xiang Sword Sect, he smelled these people. At the very least, within the last ten days, these corpses had encountered those individuals.

The update was broken for a day… spent the day on a detailed outline.