He pursed his lips, and Xiao Wenbing felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what to feel.
“Don’t underestimate this spit,” the Mirror God said solemnly. “It contains the Turtle God’s original divine power; it is a true treasure of heaven and earth.”
Xiao Wenbing nodded slightly, but he had already made up his mind that no matter how precious this thing was, he would never take it, and he would not even scan or copy it.
The mere thought of replicating the old turtle's spit sent a chill down his spine.
Although there was a considerable amount of liquid in the stone trough, it couldn't withstand Xiao Wenbing's plundering and quickly ran out. But not long after, a "drip" was heard, and another drop flowed from the turtle god's mouth.
Xiao Wenbing and Mirror God exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. At this rate, the stone trough would be filled in seven or eight years at most.
However, when they took the liquid, there was only about half left in the stone trough; the rest must have been taken by the young cultivator.
“Mirror God, I didn’t expect that someone other than you would recognize this item.”
The Mirror God shook his head dismissively and said, "That young man didn't recognize it at all. He probably took a little by chance and only then realized its benefits."
Xiao Wenbing thought about the boy's situation. The spiritual energy contained in his body was extremely disproportionate to his own level. He guessed that it was because he had drunk the saliva of the Turtle God but did not know how to refine it.
Unbeknownst to them, both the person and the spirit of the artifact suddenly fell silent.
They stared at each other for a long while before the Mirror God said, "We can make our move now."
"Do it, yes, okay, do it." Xiao Wenbing repeated, looking up at the turtle head high above, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
"Mirror God, do you think the Lonely God Lord has ill intentions? What if that old tortoise sees through it?"
"It's alright, it's not a big deal if they see through it."
"Really?" Xiao Wenbing was greatly surprised. He never expected the Mirror God to say such a thing. Had it forgotten the old tortoise's might in breaking through the great tribulation of ten thousand people?
"Of course, if the Turtle God sees through my disguise, I'll just be killed by it. I'll be a hero again in eighteen years," the Mirror God said proudly, raising his head.
He glared at the gloating fellow with annoyance. If the small bronze mirror hadn't been so hard, Xiao Wenbing would have even had the urge to smash its body.
“Alright, to be honest, this operation is indeed somewhat dangerous, but you did help the Turtle God, so there’s no need to worry so much. Besides…” Mirror God laughed and said, “Besides, didn’t the Lonely God say that as long as the Turtle God is asleep, he won’t know anything?”
After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Wenbing finally sighed and said, "Actually, thinking about it now, we don't need to take any risks at all. As long as we wait until Quini and the others become gods, ten thousand supreme gods joining forces will be enough to dominate the divine realm."
"What, are you backing out?"
“That’s right, let’s go back.” Xiao Wenbing nodded and said.
"Alright, you're the master, you decide." The Mirror God looked disappointed, though it seemed quite interested in this plan.
Xiao Wenbing laughed and said, "Don't put on a face. The more I think about it, the more I feel that this risk is not worth taking."
"What kind of danger?" a questioning voice suddenly rang out.
"Fried turtles," Xiao Wenbing replied casually.
However, the next moment, his nerves tightened, because he realized that the question was not asked by the Mirror God.
Volume 22, Chapter 62: Bombing the Turtle (Part 1)
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Looking towards the Mirror God, he saw that the guy was also horrified, not expecting that someone would be present nearby.
However, the Mirror God reacted with incredible speed. With a slight sway, it transformed into a ball of white light and vanished into the Heavenly Void Ring.
When faced with a formidable enemy, he flees in the face of battle, prioritizing self-preservation—truly befitting the style of the Mirror God.
While cursing him in his heart, Xiao Wenbing carefully probed out his divine sense.
Above them, someone had appeared out of nowhere.
The mysterious figure was wearing thick armor. As soon as Xiao Wenbing's divine sense touched it, it was bounced back, which showed that this thing was no ordinary object.
However, this person's face unexpectedly felt somewhat familiar, and Xiao Wenbing could not sense any malice from him.
A slight thought crossed his mind, and Xiao Wenbing cautiously asked, "And you are...?"
The man did not answer, but moved and arrived beside Xiao Wenbing. He stared at Xiao Wenbing with a face full of confusion.
Xiao Wenbing felt uneasy under his gaze. After all, this was not a perfectly legitimate matter. If the old tortoise found out, even with the support of the Lonely God, he would probably be the one to suffer in the end.
After a long pause, the man asked hesitantly, "Is the Divine Lord perhaps Fellow Immortal Xiao?"
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, then suddenly remembered the other person's identity and exclaimed, "You are Turtle Shell."
The man laughed heartily and said, "It really is Fellow Daoist Xiao. If I didn't remember the faces of Mirror God and Fellow Daoist Xiao, I really wouldn't have recognized you."
Sensing the intense divine power emanating from it, Xiao Wenbing bowed deeply and said, "Brother Turtle Shell, you have actually become a god! Congratulations!"
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xiao, no, Lord Xiao, didn't you also become a god?"
It turns out that this person was the only treasure of the Turtle God, the Turtle Shell. When he met the Turtle God in the past, Xiao Wenbing poured all his divine power into it, which eventually gave him life energy and made it possible for him to evolve into a god.
Subsequently, with the help of the Turtle God, this spirit of the artifact broke through the time limit of hundreds of millions of years in just over ten years and cultivated into a god in one fell swoop.
Becoming a god in just over ten years is a speed that is no less impressive than that of Xiao Wenbing.
However, this is also because the tortoise shell has accumulated divine power over countless billions of years, and the tortoise god has spared no effort in promoting it from behind the scenes to achieve the highest result.
If it were any other deity, even a solitary god, they would not be able to do this.
The amount of energy required to help the spirit of a divine artifact become a god in a short period of time is so enormous that even ancient gods would have to think it over and over again before acting.
The Lonely God Lord possesses hundreds of divine artifacts. Although with Xiao Wenbing's help, they all have the potential to become gods. However, if one were to directly push them from behind, even if the Lonely God Lord were to be completely drained, he would still be willing but unable to do so.
But for the old tortoise, over countless years, only its shell has been its super artifact. To it, the shell is more than just a magical artifact.
That's why the old tortoise did its best to help the tortoise shell become a god before it entered a deep sleep.
Hearing the turtle shell's story, Xiao Wenbing was genuinely happy for him, but also felt a slight envy for his good fortune.
Just like the Ghost Emperor, the beloved son of the Lonely God, this tortoise shell has a huge backer supporting it, so their cultivation process is without any obstacles or difficulties. Compared to my painful experience in the Samsara Palace, it is much better.
"Lord Xiao, what brings you here?" After catching up, Turtle Shell asked, "And what is that fried turtle?"
Xiao Wenbing's old face flushed slightly. He coughed, and countless thoughts raced through his mind. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he said, "Brother Turtle Shell, I won't hide it from you anymore. I've come here to ask for your help."
"Now that Lord Xiao has cultivated into a god, is there anything difficult for him?"
"Sigh, don't say anymore." Xiao Wenbing sighed deeply and said, "Although I have just become a god, I have offended several gods on my cultivation journey and have been suppressed many times. Can you believe how infuriating that is?"
A glint flashed in the tortoise's eyes, and anger flickered across its face. In its heart, Xiao Wenbing was a great benefactor who had helped it cultivate to godhood, and now that its benefactor was being bullied, how could it stand idly by?
Xiao Wenbing caught the expression on his face and was secretly delighted. Right in front of him, he began to tell his "tragic" story, especially his experiences in the Samsara Palace, which he embellished.
However, according to him, the reason he entered the Samsara Palace was not to cultivate quickly, but rather to escape those despicable, boring, and hateful...
They were forced to go in for refuge.
Of course, like all adventure stories, in the end, although he suffered greatly, he turned misfortune into blessing and reached the realm of gods in one fell swoop.
These words, half true and half false, filled the tortoise shell with righteous indignation, yet it also made the tortoise shell applaud from time to time.
Although this deity had followed the old tortoise for countless years, he had spent so much time sleeping that he couldn't really be considered knowledgeable. Although Xiao Wenbing's words were full of flaws, he didn't doubt them at all; or rather, because his benefactor was present, even if he had doubts, he was too embarrassed to question him.
"Lord Xiao, do you still remember which gods these are?"
"Of course I remember." Xiao Wenbing proudly presented more than ten divine power crystals, saying, "Not only do I remember them, but I also took one of each of their divine power crystals."
The tortoise shell was overjoyed and said, "Don't worry, Lord Xiao. Now that we have the whereabouts of the other party, let me avenge you."
“This…” Xiao Wenbing gave a wry smile and said, “Brother Turtle Shell, although you have become a god, the other side is not to be trifled with. There are more than ten gods. If they all rush at us, I’m afraid we will be outnumbered and outmatched.”
"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you or me," the tortoise shell said confidently.
Xiao Wenbing had no doubt about the credibility of this statement. Anyone who had witnessed the Turtle God's defensive capabilities would absolutely believe in this deity who evolved from a turtle shell.
However, Xiao Wenbing did not want to bear the consequences of instigating the tortoise shell to leave without permission. He was not sure if the tortoise god would vent his anger on him if he woke up and found that his old companion who had accompanied him for countless billions of years was missing.
"Alas, Brother Turtle Shell, I dare not take you away without the permission of Senior Turtle God." Xiao Wenbing spoke frankly and truthfully, not wanting to cause any misunderstanding.
"I see." After considering for a moment, the tortoise shell said, "Then I'll wake up my master and have him help me, how about that?"
"Excellent, thank you very much, Brother Tortoise Shell."
"You're too kind, Lord Xiao. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid I would never have been able to become a god in this lifetime. I will always remember this great kindness," the tortoise shell said sincerely.
Xiao Wenbing exchanged a few polite words, then suddenly remembered something. His divine power surged and transformed, instantly becoming his own unique aura.
The tortoise shell gave him a meaningful look and said with a half-smile, "Master Xiao, you have quite the methods."
Xiao Wenbing, feeling guilty, chuckled awkwardly. He didn't know if the man had guessed his purpose, but judging from his expression, there was no malice in him, which showed that he indeed held a very high position in the man's heart regarding his benefactor.
The tortoise shell slowly rose to the top of the old tortoise's large head. Then, it made a decision that Xiao Wenbing could never have imagined.
He stretched out his hands, and a powerful energy began to gradually gather in them.
Xiao Wenbing asked curiously, "Brother Turtle Shell, what are you planning to do?"
"Fried turtle."
"Fried...turtle?"
A bead of cold sweat slowly seeped from his forehead, though it was instantly evaporated by his divine power. The fact that he was still sweating, given his cultivation level, was enough to demonstrate the extent of his shock.
“Yes,” the tortoise shell said matter-of-factly. “Once my master falls asleep, he won’t wake up for thousands of years. And if you want to wake him up in the middle of it, there is only one way.”
"Please enlighten me, Brother Tortoise Shell."
"It's very simple, just blow it awake."
As he spoke, the energy in the tortoise shell's hand had already condensed to an extremely terrifying level.
The god's cultivation was indeed unfathomable. Although he had only recently become a god, the sheer amount of divine power he could muster when he exerted his full strength was enough to make Xiao Wenbing's heart pound with fear.
"call……"
A sharp whistling sound rang out, and the almost solid ball of light in the tortoise shell's hand flew accurately into the old tortoise's wide-open mouth.
Xiao Wenbing felt a chill run down his spine. If he were to have such a massive amount of energy inside his stomach...
A chilling coldness ran down his spine, and this was the first time he had ever felt such a terrifying sensation since becoming a god.
"Bang."