Black Tortoise God of War

C35 – Miraculous Little Tortoise

Chu Yangxiang pointed at Tianwu and said, “Then maybe you should hold your tongue. If you’re willing to follow me, then do so. If not, feel free to leave at any time.”

Tianwu was at a loss for words, feeling utterly powerless.

After Chu Yangxiang had finished his tirade, he felt as if all the unpleasantness in his heart had been cleared away.

Deep down, he knew Tianwu was right; it was his own greed that had nearly led to an unpredictable catastrophe.

Having collected the Red-furred Demonic Wolf’s corpse, Chu Yangxiang suddenly noticed a palm-sized Little Gold Tortoise on the ground, its head raised, and its small golden eyes unblinkingly fixed on him, brimming with anticipation.

The Little Tortoise was entirely golden, as if crafted from gold itself, and irresistibly adorable.

Its eyes, in particular, shone with such innocence that one couldn’t help but feel affectionate towards it.

Chu Yangxiang was baffled. He hadn’t seen the Little Tortoise during his battle with the Demonic Wolf. How had it suddenly appeared?

“Tianwu, what is this creature?”

Tianwu, looking rather glum, emerged reluctantly from the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron and gave the Little Tortoise a long look. He recognized that this tortoise possessed many unique qualities.

By its classification, the Little Tortoise should be a Profound Gold Tortoise. Yet, it seemed to have even greater potential, making the Profound Gold Tortoise’s abilities seem laughable in comparison.

Tianwu, once a Divine Beast, had extensive knowledge, particularly about tortoises, even though he had not reached the full status of a Divine Beast.

Despite his deep understanding, Tianwu couldn’t quite unravel the full extent of the mysteries held by the Little Gold Tortoise.

Upon hearing of the Little Tortoise’s boundless potential, surpassing even that of the Dragon-tortoise, Chu Yangxiang was thrilled. He reached out to the Little Tortoise and beckoned, “Little fellow, come here.”

The Little Tortoise seemed delighted as it eagerly crawled onto Chu Yangxiang’s hand and affectionately licked his palm with its tiny tongue.

A rumbling echoed from the western mountain ridge, stirring up billowing clouds of dust as a large pack of Red-furred Demonic Wolves charged forward.

Chu Yangxiang quickly placed Little Tortoise into the Storage Bag and, grasping a vine, retreated back into the cave.

From atop the cliff, a series of mournful wolf howls resonated, their echoes undulating between the valley and the peaks.

Once inside the cave, Chu Yangxiang sat down cross-legged, releasing Little Tortoise, and began to meditate, assimilating the lessons from his encounter with the Red-furred Demonic Wolf. Though not a human martial artist, a martial artist of Lian Ji’s caliber would certainly be no match for the Red-furred Demonic Wolf.

Chu Yangxiang gained much from the day’s battle.

The Black Panther Profound Warrior Group had sealed off the entrances to At The Top Of Xuanwu, with over a hundred warriors stationed at each side.

Black Panther himself oversaw the eastern front, while the Third Commander took charge of the west.

Black Panther’s gaze was piercing as he surveyed his troops, instilling a sense of dread. “Brothers, your duty is to secure the entrance. No one is permitted to pass through.”

“Understood,” the Profound Warriors responded in chorus.

With a nod, Black Panther led thirty Profound Warriors deeper into At The Top Of Xuanwu.

Black Panther’s son, Bao Lie, Luo Yufei, and The Second Commander, Lian Ji, along with twenty elite soldiers, had all perished at the hands of Chu Yangxiang.

The Black Panther Profound Warrior Group, since its inception, had faced countless battles. Whether harvesting herbs on Hyphosis Mountain, hunting Demonic Beasts, or engaging in conflicts in Zhenhai City, they had never experienced such a devastating defeat.

​This was more than a mere loss of face; Black Panther was determined to exact revenge on Chu Yangxiang for his son. Allowing Chu Yangxiang to roam free was unthinkable—Black Panther’s reputation was at stake. How could he face his comrades in the future? A dark obsession began to take root in Black Panther’s heart, one that he would never be able to dispel.

In the west, The Third Commander and The Fourth Commander led a contingent of fifty soldiers to the summit of Xuanwu, embarking on a thorough search operation. They were determined to discover where Chu Yangxiang might have fled.

Black Panther declared with unwavering conviction, “Chu Yangxiang, until I slay you, the hatred within me will remain unquenched.”

With over thirty men in tow, Black Panther traversed the mountain pass, making his way to the summit of Xuanwu.

The Fifth Elder and The Fourth Elder, among others from the Chu Family, watched with bated breath as Black Panther entered the pass.

“Do you think this could be related to Chu Yangxiang? Only if he’s gone mad or stumbled upon this place by accident would he come to the summit of Xuanwu. The Demonic Beasts there are formidable, and even we can’t be sure of a safe escape.”

“Indeed. If Chu Yangxiang has ventured into the summit of Xuanwu, he’s unlikely to survive more than 20 hours. The Demonic Beasts there are legion and perilously fierce. The most formidable among them is of the Profound General Level, capable of decimating an entire city.”

“Why would Black Panther and his men divide their forces and secure this mountain pass so vigilantly?”

“Haven’t you heard? Black Panther’s son, Bao Lie, was slain, and The Second Commander, Luo Yufei, along with twenty Profound Warriors, perished at Hyphosis Mountain. He’s driven by a thirst for vengeance.”

“Is it possible that Chu Yangxiang is responsible?”

Chu Yunxing had previously pondered this, but even he dismissed the idea with a shake of his head, certain of its improbability.

Chu Yangxiang is undoubtedly a prodigy. With just a few months of training, he could spar with the Tong Family’s most gifted, rivaling a Profound Warrior Six-star. But the notion of Chu Yangxiang assassinating Bao Lie and Luo Yufei, particularly a Profound Master Two-star, is pure folly.

Even the most gifted individuals require time to mature and grow in strength, and Chu Yangxiang has not yet reached his full potential.

Whether a Profound Master Three-star or Four-star could successfully execute such a feat remains an open question.

Chu Yangxiang exhaled deeply, his eyes shining with a newfound clarity. He had fully absorbed the rewards of today’s battle, and he could feel his combat strength increasing once more.

​Entering the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron, Chu Yangxiang sliced off over five kilograms of Iron Back Tortoise meat and began roasting it in the stone cave. The cauldron was nothing short of miraculous, preserving the corpses of Demonic Beasts indefinitely without any sign of decay. The beasts Chu Yangxiang had hunted on Hyphosis Mountain were all stored within, ready to be utilized as resources for his martial arts training.

​The aroma of the meat, rich and savory, wafted through the air as the flames licked the surface. The golden, succulent roast was a feast for the senses, enough to make anyone’s mouth water.

Suddenly, Chu Yangxiang noticed the Little Gold Tortoise gazing longingly at his roast with its large, round eyes, reminiscent of a child eagerly awaiting a treat. The look of hope in the Profound Gold Tortoise’s eyes was endearing, stirring a sense of affection in anyone who saw it.

​Chu Yangxiang had completely forgotten where the Profound Gold Tortoise had wandered off to, and its unexpected appearance took him by surprise.

He plucked a fist-sized piece of meat from his sword and placed it before the Profound Gold Tortoise, thinking the small creature wouldn’t be able to finish it. “Go ahead, little one, today you’ll eat your fill,” he said.

​The Little Gold Tortoise seemed to grasp Chu Yangxiang’s words and nodded demurely. But as Chu Yangxiang reached for another piece of meat to taste, he noticed the fist-sized portion on the ground had vanished. The Little Gold Tortoise looked up at him with eager eyes, silently pleading for more.

Chu Yangxiang was astonished at the Little Gold Tortoise’s appetite; it had devoured the large piece of roasted meat with ease. He placed another piece before the Little Tortoise, curious to see how it would manage this time.

​The Little Tortoise extended its head and clamped down on the meat. In the blink of an eye, the piece had disappeared.

​Chu Yangxiang nearly leaped with surprise. “The Little Gold Tortoise just ate a piece of roasted meat bigger than itself. That’s incredibly odd.”

With that in mind, I’m determined to feed you well today. I’m curious to see just how much you can consume.

The Little Gold Tortoise devoured the entire five kilograms of Iron Back Tortoise roasted meat. It lifted its head to glance at the shimmering cold light on Chu Yangxiang’s sword, then, realizing there was no more food, it slowly turned away. Yet, it seemed like it could still eat more.

Chu Yangxiang watched, astonished, as the Little Gold Tortoise ambled away, seemingly still hungry for more meat.

It’s no surprise Tianwu mentioned that despite the Little Tortoise’s unique qualities, it had a voracious appetite. If the Little Gold Tortoise were to stick around for the long haul, he’d need to ensure a steady supply of food.

In just a moment, Chu Yangxiang noticed the Little Gold Tortoise had vanished from the expansive space.

That’s when he recalled that the Little Gold Tortoise could come and go without a trace, its mystique unparalleled.

Chu Yangxiang prepared another five kilograms of roasted meat, but the Little Gold Tortoise didn’t show up. He gobbled down the meat himself and then entered the turtle-shaped depression to begin his cultivation.

Energy surged through Chu Yangxiang’s body, the verdant hue intensifying gradually.

Unbeknownst to him, the Little Tortoise had settled at the edge of the depression, mouth agape, slowly ingesting something.

Chu Yangxiang practiced the Martial God Heavenly Technique and the Heaven Smashing Bash simultaneously, and before he knew it, six hours had passed.

After emerging from his practice, Tianwu assisted him in his cultivation, delivering one thousand two hundred strikes.

Chu Yangxiang failed to notice the Little Tortoise’s gradual disappearance.

Of the one thousand two hundred strikes, only one hundred landed on Chu Yangxiang. He was thrilled by his significant progress.

Eagerly, he dove into the Blood Pool for another round of cultivation.

As he focused on his training, the Profound Gold Tortoise reappeared in the spot it had occupied before, its mystery as profound as ever.

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