The Old Turtle Shows Its Might

Looking at the colorful sacred lotus, Mo Tianxiao in the distance revealed a look of curiosity.

"Is this the natural marvel that Xiao Fan wants to snatch?"

He had truly never seen this thing before.

"Miss Yun, do you know about the Seven-Colored Sacred Lotus?"

"Ah?"

Faced with Mo Tianxiao's inquiry, Yun Sangyi, whose face was completely flushed, couldn't react for a moment.

Being in such close contact with a man for the first time—even zero-distance contact—made her head spin. Her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and her entire snow-white neck turned a rosy pink, as if she had been poisoned.

She had never experienced anything like this before.

Could it be that she was developing feelings for this guy?

That shouldn't be the case. Even when much stronger and more handsome cultivators had pursued her, she had never felt this way.

Besides, she had been with this guy for so long before without this happening.

"Damn! Miss Yun? Are you alright?"

Seeing no reaction from Yun Sangyi for a long time, Mo Tianxiao finally looked down at her, only to find that she was as red as a steamed crawfish. Her skin was burning hot, and her body temperature was extremely abnormal.

Her eyes were blurred, and the faint orchid fragrance emanating from her body became increasingly intoxicating.

Realizing that Yun Sangyi's condition was somewhat off, Mo Tianxiao immediately gave her a shake.

"You smell so good... Young Master."

Instead of answering him, Yun Sangyi reached out her slender jade hands, wrapped them around his neck, and forcefully pulled his head down.

Pinned down by a massive force, Mo Tianxiao, a mere Void Refinement realm cultivator, actually couldn't break free for a moment.

Before he could figure out the situation, a soft warmth pressed against his lips. Immediately after, that intoxicating fragrance rushed into his throat, enveloping his entire being.

"Mmph... What... the hell!"

Faced with Yun Sangyi's sudden forceful behavior, Mo Tianxiao finally realized something was very wrong and chopped the back of her neck with the edge of his hand.

With a smack, Yun Sangyi fiercely gnawed on him twice more before fainting, her entire body going limp in Mo Tianxiao's arms.

Supporting Yun Sangyi, Mo Tianxiao looked at her with a complicated gaze.

This girl actually used her tongue, that was too much.

He could roughly guess what was going on; it must have been caused by the quasi-saint weapon on his body.

This Thousand Illusions Sacred Garment was not just a simple defensive magical artifact.

Earlier, to ensure absolute safety, he had proactively infused his spiritual energy to activate the garment's functions, which allowed him to perfectly block the attack of a Saint Realm expert.

But he had forgotten that this thing also had mind-bewitching functions aside from defense.

Having been focused on the battle between the old turtle and Xiao Fan, he had completely forgotten about this.

This caused the sacred garment to involuntarily trigger its bewitching function. Without Mo Tianxiao's active control, it naturally exhibited the traits set by its previous owner.

In the end, it caused Yun Sangyi to unwittingly fall into its trap.

"As expected of Huangfu Yunteng, using a quasi-saint weapon like this."

Mo Tianxiao grumbled, and then actively controlled the Thousand Illusions Sacred Garment to deactivate the bewitching effects that were comparable to an aphrodisiac.

Although he didn't mind having a quick fling with Yun Sangyi, now was definitely not the time.

He had no mood to do such pleasant things against the backdrop of two Saint Realm experts fighting.

"Old turtle, do you really think I have no way to kill you?"

Elder Yun's gaze narrowed slightly. As he raised his hand, several natural marvels appeared around him. There was strange heavenly fire, ten-thousand-year profound ice, and a few other natural marvels that Mo Tianxiao had never seen before.

A total of five marvels floated around Elder Yun, slowly rotating and emitting a sacred aura.

Seeing this, the old turtle was also taken aback.

He hadn't expected the other party to actually possess so many marvels.

"Hmph, refining so many marvels isn't enough for you, yet you still want to snatch the Seven-Colored Sacred Lotus from my hands. Humans truly are the most greedy creatures, bar none."

The old turtle didn't know where the other party got so many marvels, but he figured they were probably stolen too.

"You can't say it like that. This is just a method of cultivation. Whoever is stronger gets more resources; this has never been a trait unique to humans.

I advise you to hand over the Seven-Colored Sacred Lotus; it's still not too late.

Although this thing is a natural marvel, it shouldn't be of much use to you, right?"

Elder Yun raised both hands, manipulating the five marvels and moving them in front of him. Saint essence began to surge around his body, circulating his cultivation technique along a special path.

Subsequently, the five marvels before him slowly blended and condensed as they rotated, emitting an increasingly terrifying aura.

Seeing this, the old turtle's eyes became slightly serious, but his expression remained disdainful. "Even if it's useless to me, can't I give it away?"

"With so many demonic beasts in my Hundred Thousand Mountains, I can give it to anyone. Why should I give it to a human like you for nothing?"

"Then there's nothing left to discuss. With this strike, I'll send you on your way."

Elder Yun didn't waste any more words. The five marvels in front of him had completely condensed into a cluster, perfectly fusing together to form a small black sphere that quietly hovered above his palm.

Although he could mold it into any shape, he ultimately felt that a small round sphere suited his liking best.

"Five marvels, it's barely enough."

With his late-stage Saint Realm cultivation base, combined with the fusion of five marvels, even a Saint King powerhouse wouldn't dare take this strike head-on.

He didn't believe that his Great Emperor-level techniques couldn't even deal with a mid-stage Saint Realm turtle!

With a flick of his finger, the fist-sized, pure black sphere shot out. What looked like an ordinary little sphere erupted with terrifying might the instant it was launched. Wherever the sphere passed, space was shattered into pieces, as if the apocalypse had descended.

Seeing this, the old turtle didn't dare to be careless. With a flip of his palm, the Seven-Colored Sacred Lotus instantly disappeared.

Following that, the ancient patterns on the turtle shell on his back burst out with dazzling light. A muffled, heavy roar echoed through heaven and earth, piercing the nine heavens.

"Roar——!!!"

The deafening roar was like that of an ancient behemoth, bringing endless pressure. Although it was far away, it felt as if it were right at hand.

Holding Yun Sangyi, Mo Tianxiao was blown away by this furious roar in a mere instant, his vitality churning violently within his body.

Fortunately, the Thousand Illusions Sacred Garment was powerful enough, so they weren't injured.

But even so, Mo Tianxiao was incredibly shocked.

It was just a roar, did it have to be this exaggerated??

This old turtle was a bit too fierce, wasn't it?

"Hmm? What happened?"

The unconscious Yun Sangyi was forcibly jolted awake by the commotion. Her eyes were filled with confusion, not understanding what was going on. All she knew was that the surrounding flowers, grass, and trees were moving rapidly.

Mo Tianxiao didn't have time to pay attention to her right now, because an even more shocking scene was deeply etching itself into his vision.

"Boom!!"

"Roar!!!"

An earth-shaking profound turtle filled his entire line of sight. Its massive body was like an ancient behemoth, piercing straight into the clouds, with only four gigantic legs resembling heaven-supporting pillars standing in the air.

The head of this ancient behemoth poked out from the clouds, its massive eyes gleaming with a fierce light. Looking down at Elder Yun, it let out a roar, and the earth began to tremble violently.

Merely swaying its body slightly caused the surrounding space to shatter into dregs like pieces of paper.

Seeing this scene, Yun Sangyi finally sobered up. Her pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, her red lips parted slightly, and her entire body completely froze.

Elder Yun's expression changed at this very moment. With a hint of shock in his eyes, he exclaimed clearly, word by word, "Xuanwu Bloodline!?"