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Chapter 1227 - 1227 362 Netherworld_4


1227: Chapter 362 Netherworld_4 1227: Chapter 362 Netherworld_4 Xuanquan Taoist’s complexion drastically changed, and with a wave of his sleeve Elder Ge vanished into thin air.


He pitifully looked at Su He: “Spare me, Fourth Ancestor, with a single shout from you, he’s got no way out now…”


Oh, Ancestor, earn yourself some good karma!


Su He, with mouth agape, suddenly found himself unable to produce a sound.


Sheepishly, he retracted his head.


Beside him, Ascending Immortal Drum glared at the hairpin, grinding teeth in fury: “Old turtle, you’ve stolen the treasure from Guiwang Mountain!


This is the Tao Ancestor Hairpin!


You’ve sealed my memory!”


She was hopping mad, cursing out loud, but upon catching a glance from Thai Zu, she suddenly stiffened, as if she realized something, and shrank her neck.


“That…


I…


I was a bit too loud…”


Thai Zu’s lips curled slightly, and Ascending Immortal Drum, as if facing a formidable enemy, spoke hastily as if doomsday had come: “Ancestor, no!


Have you forgotten?


I once served as your basking platform…”


Before the word “platform” finished, her voice was already distorted.


In disbelief, she gazed at herself, her auntie-like appearance forcibly twisted back to her previous youthful Taoist form.


But that was not all.


The Taoist was exuding a metallic luster.


“You…


you…”


Xuan Xu’s hand was trembling as he reached into the void, casting the projection of his true form.


Outside Guiwang Mountain, Ascending Immortal Drum began to writhe and contort, transforming.


Instantly, her appearance changed into — a gong!


It seemed carved from pure gold, shimmering brightly!


“Ascending Immortal Gong!” Ya Ya’s babyish voice came just in time.


Xuan Xu stood there stupefied, incredulously looking at Thai Zu, and then at the childlike little Turtle Kid who spoke words of utmost chill from the mortal world.


How could such an adorable little turtle utter such cold words?


Su He — laughed!


He was now thoroughly experiencing the same feeling as the Red Ancestor and the others, having an old turtle at home that couldn’t take a joke was really…


very amusing.


As long as Thai Zu’s vengeance wasn’t targeted at himself.


Thinking of something, Su He, in his External Phase Turtle Mountain form, flickered, and the pangolin flew out, lightly floating towards Thai Zu: “Ancestor, the wife has been rescued, it’s time to return the pangolin to you.”


Thai Zu narrowed his eyes, half-smiling as he watched him.


Su He didn’t know how to react.


Laughing heartily, Thai Zu said, “Do you even know what the Leader of Dragon Turtle Clan is supposed to do?”


Su He was taken aback.


Looking around, the starscape without his knowing had changed.


Phoenix, Guiwang Mountain, the captives, in this moment were nowhere to be found.


The entire starry sky only left behind eight Dragon Turtles and Princess Snow dressed in red.


Not even the Tao Master was visible.


Or possibly, those people were still in their original places, and Thai Zu had transported them somewhere else?


Su He hadn’t sensed even the slightest space fluctuation.


The other Dragon Turtles also looked at each other in dismay, none had sensed it either.


Only Ji Feixue looked around with interest.


Thai Zu watched Su He, and all the Turtle Kids below.


He smirked, which though clearly a smile, made the air around turn incredibly heavy.


“The Dragon Turtle Tribe has secrets, just like the Sacred Beasts; even Sealed Emperor’s Palace is aware of them, yet I’ve never informed you, do you know why?”


All turtles shook their heads.


Resuming his laughter, Thai Zu said: “It’s not that I didn’t tell you, but that you — cannot bear it!”


He surveyed the circle: “The Dragon Turtles and even the Four Spirits are envied by the heavens — not this sky above us, but the one that has been invaded and infiltrated.”


Everyone from Gu Luo Green Thunder looked puzzled, but Su He immediately understood that Thai Zu was talking about the heavens invaded by Yuan!


Just like the sun above, just like the rules Su He couldn’t freely speak of.


Even though the All Heavens and Myriad Realms know now that he can travel through time, Su He never spoke of it himself.


Such matters, if spoken aloud, would invite Heavenly Punishment.


The Turtles were perplexed, but Thai Zu showed no intention of explaining, only chuckling softly.


“Knowing more secrets strengthens one’s connection with the heavens.


But if one’s Tao Cultivation isn’t strong enough and they forcibly acquire this knowledge, it’s like a child trying to catch a whale.


Unable to bring the whale ashore, the child might get dragged under, torn apart, or mercilessly drowned.


Sometimes, the whale doesn’t even care, and a wave could accidentally be a calamitous disaster for the child.”


“Some secrets, however, naturally need to be borne by someone.”


As Thai Zu spoke, he looked at Su He: “Like the people of Qianjiang, the depths of your True Spirit carry the information of you.


It’s the foundation that allows you to return after reincarnation.”


The Turtles were even more confused.


But Su He immediately understood.


The seniors of Qianjiang all had a wisp of Baiyin’s hair from their past life planted deep within their True Spirits.


That strand of hair acted as a double-hook, ensuring that the people of Qianjiang could reincarnate over and over without their True Spirits dispersing.


It also ensured the successful reincarnation of Su He, with his True Spirit coalescing.


The principle was roughly: As long as the world still has traces of me, records of my existence, I will not perish—a greatly weakened version.


Su He didn’t understand the specifics; he was still a scholarly underachiever for the time being.


But he grasped the meaning of Thai Zu’s words.


“So some secrets are of great importance, not meant for many to know, yet someone must bear them.


Is that the source of the Clan Leader?”


This was a hot potato!


Bearing secrets was like trying to catch a whale, always at risk of attracting Yuan’s attention and meeting one’s demise.


Gu Luo stepped forward, shielding Su He, his intention clear without words.


The other Dragon Turtles also unleashed their presence, displaying an attitude of undeniable responsibility.


Thai Zu chuckled at this, looking at Gu Luo with a smile: “It was initially yours, but with this Turtle Kid running amok in the River of Time, he’ll grasp numerous secrets.


If I let you remain as Clan Leader, will our Dragon Turtle Tribe have two secret bearers?”


Thai Zu shook his head rustlingly.


Glancing at the surrounding Turtles, his eyes were now filled with amusement.


His gaze returned to Su He: “Do you still want the pangolin?”


With a hook of his claw, Su He collected the pangolin: “The ancestor is right, wandering through the River of Time without a protective treasure doesn’t give one peace of mind.”


This was a responsibility one couldn’t shirk.


Thai Zu smiled: “Communicate with the pangolin, assume the position of Clan Leader, the Heritage Sea’s Heritage Palace shadows will merge into the Clan Leader’s body, and you will know everything.”


“Clan Leader’s body?” Su He was puzzled, then suddenly realized: “The Giant Turtle beside Mingzu and the ancestor?”


Inside the Heritage Palace of the Heritage Sea, the back of the towering, earth-shaking Dragon Turtle bore the Heritage Shadows of past Dragon Turtles.


The first tier held a Three-Headed Dragon Turtle.


Thai Zu, Mingzu, and another that Su He didn’t recognize.


“Correct.” Thai Zu smiled at the corner of his mouth: “You once asked about Yang Xu’s shadow…


Yang Xu was the previous Clan Leader, already merged into the Clan Leader’s shadow.


Once you merge successfully, you will be the leader of this generation, commanding the Dragon Turtle Clan.”


Su He’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Can I command anyone?”


Thai Zu looked at him meaningfully: “Correct!”


“Then… Little Tai?”


Boom!


Before Su He could finish, his mind sank and he collapsed, fainting efficiently.


Everyone felt a spatial shift, still within the Dark Dragon Ruin, in the unremarkable scene, even the Ascending Immortal Drum maintaining its sullen expression.


Everything remained unchanged, as if the conversation they just had was timeless.


Everyone was still exchanging pleasantries here, all normal.


The only issue was that the Fourth Ancestor of Guiwang Mountain suddenly passed out.