Chapter 129

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Chapter 129: The Tooth Grinding Stick

On the surface of the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, Xu Fan was surrounded by eleven giant turtles, with one more beneath his feet, making a total of twelve.

Xu Fan gave this group of twelve giant turtles a grand name: the Twelve Divine Turtles of the Giant Lake.

To be honest, ever since Xu Fan took control of the Transformation Stage giant turtle, the entire Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake had returned to calm. All the beasts of the lake stayed away from the land area under the giant turtle’s command.

He accurately tossed spirit feeding pills into the mouths of each giant turtle one by one.

“Your bloodlines are too mixed. You have the bloodline of Celestial Turtles, the bloodline of giant turtles, and the Zhenhai Turtle bloodline.”

“These aren’t surprising; after all, they are all from the turtle species of the Endless Sea.”

“But why do you have the bloodlines of deep-sea blood dragons and soul-capturing giant sharks?”

Recently, Xu Fan had been studying the way of beast taming and began to explore the bloodlines of beasts.

At that moment, massive waves surged in the distance, and a huge dragon head blocked half of the sky above Xu Fan.

“Awwoo~~~”

“You mean that in the Endless Sea, the bloodlines of beasts are so mixed?” Xu Fan looked up at the small red flower on the dragon head and casually flicked a spirit feeding pill towards it. Though it was of little use, at least it was a gesture.

“Woo~~~”

“So you’re saying that in the Endless Sea, pureblooded beasts can’t survive?”

The dragon head nodded.

Xu Fan flicked another spirit feeding pill, feeling free to do so, like eating sunflower seeds.

“Your previous life must have been tough,” Xu Fan said sympathetically to the dragon head.

After giving this Transformation Stage turtle its intellect, Xu Fan learned that it had fled to the central continent’s Luotian River because it couldn’t survive in the Endless Sea.

Gaining awareness for beasts was something Xu Fan only learned about after encountering this group of little turtles.

The first spell a beast tamer learns is the Awakening Spirit Technique, which only works on beasts that are completely subservient. The purer the bloodline, the easier it is to succeed.

At that time, Xu Fan spent a lot of effort to awaken this group of little turtles.

“I’ll see if I can find a way to purify your bloodlines, and then you can all evolve into guardian Divine Beasts,” Xu Fan said, looking at the group of giant turtles.

If one day, when outsiders invade, twelve divine dragon turtles suddenly emerged from the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, the scene would be quite interesting.

As he watched a small red flower slowly sink to the lakebed, Xu Fan suddenly felt that raising a group of turtles suited his unfortunate system well.

After reaching the Great Ascension stage, it would be at least several thousand years later. By then, his disciples might have ascended to the Immortal Realm, and the ones that could accompany him throughout would probably just be this group of turtles.

Thinking of this, Xu Fan’s gaze toward the giant turtles became increasingly affectionate.

“Next time I refine pills for you, I’ll put in some effort to see if I can give you high-quality spirit feeding pills,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

He remembered a saying from his past life: take good care of a turtle, and it can see off three generations of your family. (In his previous life, he particularly wanted to raise a sulcata tortoise, but those require permits for keeping, which could be a hassle.)

At that moment, Xu Fan furrowed his brow.

“Yuexian, your hidden techniques are already quite perfect.”

“But if you think you can hide it from me, you’re still a bit off. Did you think I wouldn’t notice just because you blended into the lake water?” Xu Fan said lightly.

Xu Yuexian’s figure slowly rose from the lake surface, holding a notebook and looking at Xu Fan, waiting for him to explain why he had discovered her.

“You’ve been detected by the grape; just ask it when the time comes,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

By now, Xu Fan had finished feeding the turtle and waved for the other eleven to go out and forage, leaving only the one beneath his feet.

Xu Yuexian landed on the giant turtle’s shell and began preparing tea for Xu Fan.

“This must have been a big haul; otherwise, you wouldn’t have returned so soon,” Xu Fan remarked, recalling the news about the beast race’s sacred ground ruins nearing their end.

Most of the merchants stationed there had already pulled out.

“It’s decent—about what Master earns in a month in spirit stones,” Xu Yuexian said proudly, though her hands didn’t stop preparing the tea.

“You’re getting ahead of yourself,” Xu Fan teased.

As Xu Yuexian brewed the fresh tea, a captivating aroma filled the air, mingling with the faint green smoke.

“You’ve really gone all out; this spirit tea must cost around 100,000 spirit stones per ounce,” Xu Fan said, savoring the delightful scent.

“I’ve made some spirit stones; isn’t it only right to show some gratitude to Master?” Xu Yuexian said sweetly. Every time she returned from a long journey, seeing Xu Fan made her feel at home.

“Haha, Yuexian always knows how to cheer me up,” Xu Fan laughed.

“Master, I met an interesting person in the beast race’s sacred ground.”

Xu Yuexian recounted how she had teamed up with Ye Xiaoyao and how they ended up scheming against each other.

“Sword King Sect, sword formation.”

“Why can’t you seem to avoid it?” Xu Fan muttered, slightly annoyed but not overly concerned.

“Master, is there something wrong with that person?” Xu Yuexian asked curiously.

“Not really; just keep your distance if you see him again.”

“Someone like him carries great fortune; being near him means endless challenges,” Xu Fan explained.

“I don’t fully understand what Master means, but staying away from him sounds like the right move.”

As she spoke, Xu Yuexian pulled out a pile of unidentified treasures she had found in the beast race’s sacred ground.

“Master, could you take a look and see if there’s anything valuable here?” Xu Yuexian asked eagerly.

Xu Fan glanced at them briefly, his expression one of realization. Sharing unidentified treasures with the protagonist? Of course, there wouldn’t be anything good.

“Just toss them. The only thing remotely useful is that young beast’s teething stick; you can keep it as a memento,” Xu Fan said, shaking his head. By now, the protagonist was probably busy selling off his treasures.

Meanwhile, in a fairy city near the Sword King Sect.

“Senior, that offer is too low.”

“This pile of unique treasures from the beast race is worth at least 200 million spirit stones.”

“If your merchant association can’t match that price, I’ll have to take my business elsewhere,” Ye Xiaoyao said confidently. If he hadn’t been in a hurry to sell, he could have squeezed out tens of thousands more spirit stones.

“Old Sword, thanks. I didn’t expect so many valuable items among those unidentified treasures,” Ye Xiaoyao thought to himself. For the first time, he felt truly wealthy, his fortune now exceeding a hundred million.

“Though this Great Immortal Emperor has no memory of the past, my judgment remains sharp.”

“The girl on your team probably only picked up that teething stick as the valuable item,” Old Sword said smugly in Ye Xiaoyao’s mind.

“You’ve got me figured out, kid. Fine, I’ll settle for your price,” the Transformation Stage appraiser said reluctantly. He had hoped to make a profit, but dealing with someone who knew their stuff left him with only a modest fee.

“Deal.”

After placing a large order for spirit ore at the merchant association, Ye Xiaoyao noticed the appraiser’s mood improve significantly.

Walking down the street, Ye Xiaoyao felt lighter than air and said to Old Sword in his mind, “What if I traded all my spirit swords for third-tier precious artifacts of the five elements?”

“Then, if I run into a few Transformation God cultivators, I could easily handle them,” Ye Xiaoyao said, noting that the spirit stones he had would cover the upgrade perfectly.

At that moment, Old Sword casually remarked, “Do you know how many spirit stones an artifact-level sword would cost?”

“Hey, why ruin the mood? I was feeling good.”

With the spirit stones he currently had, he doubted he could afford even half of one.