Xihe was still holding up, but she was thoroughly uncomfortable.
She looked toward those two enormous eyes. “Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle, I bear you no ill will. Do you still remember my aura? I disturbed you once before.”
Perhaps it had slept too long, but the creature seemed dull and wooden. Xihe wondered if its brain had fossilized.
Despite repeated attempts at communication and self-introduction, Xihe received no response whatsoever.
Infuriated and humiliated, she thought to herself, Fine, I won’t recruit this thing. It’s not like I’m short of fools under my command.
She had brought her younger sister along this time, hoping to teach Changxi some practical experience, but instead, they had hit a wall. Feeling she had lost face as the elder sister, she angrily prepared to leave the deep sea.
Then… the pressure on her intensified, slamming her straight into the seabed.
Xihe lay prone, her expression shifting. “Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle, what do you mean by this? Even if our deal falls through, there’s no need for hostility. I have not offended you.”
The seabed was eerily calm, with even the surrounding fish showing no signs of disturbance. Yet Xihe remained pinned flat, unable to move.
This posture… reminded her of Sun Wukong…
Xihe had dared to approach a Perfect Quasi-Saint Xuan Turtle because she had her own confidence. Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting her go, she cursed inwardly, This thing is just a stubborn lump, and summoned the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin.
This was a Malevolent Supreme Treasure in Xihe’s possession, renowned for its formidable sealing power, which she rarely used.
As soon as the coffin appeared, the weight on her lightened. She and Changxi entered the coffin’s inner world.
“Sister, this isn’t a solution either. The Heaven-Suppressing Coffin is a sealing treasure—it can withstand the pressure from that giant turtle, but it can’t move on its own. We can’t stay in this coffin forever.”
Xihe stroked her sister’s belly thoughtfully. “What does he mean by this? He won’t speak, and he won’t let us leave. Could it be that I’m too beautiful, and he’s taken a fancy to me, wanting me to keep him company?”
Changxi gave her a strange look. “Sister, since when have you been so… I think that giant turtle wants the Ancestral Xuanwu Blood in your hand, doesn’t he?”
Xihe suddenly understood. Looking at the drop of Ancestral Blood in her palm, she cautiously lifted the coffin lid.
“Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle, is it this drop of Ancestral Xuanwu Blood that you want?”
One of the two hill-sized green eyes suddenly blinked.
Xihe: “…” What had she just seen?
Had she just been winked at by a turtle?
“Very well, this drop of Ancestral Blood is yours, as an apology for disturbing you twice. From now on, Xihe will not trouble you again, Senior.”
Xihe put away the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin, sent the Ancestral Blood flying toward Xuanwu, and prepared to leave the sea with Changxi in her arms. However…
She was once again pinned to the seabed.
Even a clay figurine has its limits, let alone the Arrogant Rabbit of the Primordial World!
If she weren’t with her sister and unwilling to take risks, today might have ended differently.
But things weren’t as she had hoped. Even though she was willing to hand over the Ancestral Blood and step back, Xuanwu still showed no intention of letting her go.
The oppressive weight remained, and a message was conveyed to her consciousness: “Not enough.”
Xihe laughed in anger. She did indeed have two more drops of Ancestral Xuanwu Blood and wouldn’t mind giving him all three—provided she could recruit him to her cause.
But after all her efforts, he hadn’t uttered a single word. Did he think he could freeload three drops of Ancestral Blood?
Just because he was a Perfect Quasi-Saint?
He wasn’t worthy!
Xihe might not be able to defeat him, but she had no intention of groveling completely.
Immediately, she summoned all her Magical Treasures, ready to fight for her life.
Heaven-Suppressing Coffin, Pure World White Lotus, Taiyin Sword, Green Lotus Sword, Water-Stabilizing Pearl…
All were Supreme Spiritual Treasures, and she had even prepared the Chaos-grade Chaos Cauldron for a sneak attack later.
Just as the great battle was about to erupt, a voice echoed in Xihe’s mind: “What are you doing?”
Xihe’s raging fury stalled as she stared at the two large green eyes and asked, “I was about to ask you the same thing!”
“Didn’t you say that after the Witch-Demon Tribulation, the sky would collapse, and I would be beheaded with my four limbs used to prop up the heavens? You wanted to use Ancestral Xuanwu Blood to help me survive this calamity. Where’s the ancestral blood? A single drop isn’t enough for me to rebuild my physical form!”
Xihe was fuming: “If you could speak, why didn’t you say anything? I was performing a one-woman show for ages—who knew what you meant?”
“Apologies. I’ve been asleep for too long and momentarily forgot how to speak. It took me a while to recall.”
Xihe: “…”
It was as if she had already pulled the plug, ready to self-destruct, only to be told it was all a misunderstanding—truly heart-stopping.
Xihe spent a long time mentally preparing herself before holding her sister and flying back before the Xuan Turtle.
“First, withdraw the oppressive gravity. Anyone would think you’re trying to keep me here as your mountain stronghold’s wife.”
“You’re overthinking it. Our sizes aren’t compatible,” replied a deep, pleasant male voice, like the ocean depths. Xihe remained unfazed, but Changxi laughed so hard she rolled around in her arms.
Xihe shot her sister an annoyed glare before speaking seriously: “We’ve both existed for countless millennia—neither of us is a fool. You should understand that I came to warn you with ulterior motives. You can’t just take my benefits for free.”
After a moment of silence, a faint green light suddenly emerged from the Xuan Turtle’s body.
The green light swiftly enveloped Xihe’s Taiyin Sword, Pure World White Lotus, and Green Lotus Sword. Instinctively, Xihe wanted to retrieve her treasures, but for some reason, she held back. She stored her other treasures and waited patiently.
After an indeterminate amount of time, the green light gradually receded.
A brand-new longsword appeared before Xihe. The sword was entirely emerald green, its blade adorned with imprints of white lotuses and green leaves, while its hilt was shaped like a dark green crescent moon. Upon closer inspection, it exuded an indescribable sense of weight and antiquity.
In short, it was extraordinarily beautiful. Even Changxi’s eyes sparkled: “What a beautiful sword!”
While its beauty was one thing, Xihe’s discerning eye caught something more: “Its grade far surpasses that of a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure… A Magical Treasure fused postnatally has actually reached the level of an Innate Supreme Treasure!”
“This sword incorporates all the abilities of your Magical Treasures, along with my Turtle Shell, forged over countless eons and imbued with the Path of Time. It is a Supreme Treasure of Attack and Defense, even possessing a passive Time Divine Ability.”
Xihe held the longsword in her hand, unable to put it down, her smile completely unrestrained. This sword could go head-to-head with the Innate Supreme Treasures bestowed by Hongjun to the Three Pure Ones—how could she not be overjoyed!
And then there was the passive Time Divine Ability—this was entirely different from the Law Fragment of Time she had comprehended. It was the complete Path of Time!
The Law of Time was too obscure and difficult to grasp. Even if she understood the basics, its application might only manifest as speeding up or slowing down, which was rather useless.
But the complete Path of Time was different. It was as if someone had spent countless millennia mastering an ultimate move, then condensed that experience and directly infused it into her sword. Though she still couldn’t wield it herself, she could now unleash the power of that ultimate move at random.
She struck with a sword that the opponent could have dodged, but the passive Time Divine Ability activated, sending the strike into either the past or the future. The opponent could only stare blankly, utterly useless in blocking it—the enemy had no idea what effect her sword would have!
Hahaha, such a Magical Treasure was simply terrifying!
Xihe was certain that the piece of Turtle Shell the Xuan Turtle had just given her was absolutely the only one of its kind—the most precious thing from its own body. This creature was indeed sincere and genuinely believed her words, willing to abandon its physical form.
But this didn’t make sense…
She knew her own limits. While she was quite persuasive, no one in their right mind would trust a stranger so completely.
Especially in the Primordial World, where killing and plundering treasures was commonplace…
The enormous eyes met Xihe’s gaze, and she asked directly, “Why do you believe me?”