This time, Li Zhuiyuan harbored no ill intentions toward Qing’an because the young man understood Qing’an’s thoughts too well.

Even if you said nothing, asked for nothing, prepared nothing, when the time was right, Qing’an would come himself.

If he were still dormant underground like in those years, it would be fine; he could indeed feign ignorance.

But he had been on the surface for two years, and the peach forest in Siyuan Village had protected the entire Nantong for two years.

Even the so-called Nantong Lāoshī (corpse salvage) Li Daochang now resided beneath this peach forest, implicitly elevated in status.

As someone who once followed Wei Zhengdao, arrogance was ingrained in his bones.

The great turtle had simply arrived, and he had hidden underground, with the peach forest above him even drawn away by Li Zhuiyuan. Wouldn’t that mean he was actively avoiding its锋芒 (sharp edge) on his own home turf?

This was even more unbearable than killing him, especially since he already yearned for death.

Earlier, Qing’an had said that if Li Zhuiyuan didn’t know his place, he would watch the young man die.

Now, the young man was dead.

He came out not to protect that ignorant little fellow, but to settle a score for himself.

The great turtle plunged again, intending to smash and pierce through this peach forest.

“Boom!”

A tremendous roar.

Old peach blossoms fell, and new buds instantly sprouted.

Branches shook violently, but the tree roots remained unmoving.

This powerful blow ultimately only created a ripple in the wine jar.

Qing’an chose not to step out of the peach forest to confront it directly.

Wei Zhengdao’s team and Li Zhuiyuan’s team must have had very similar styles; those who had undergone the baptism and tempering of such a Zhuījiāng (river-chasing) team would inevitably have converging experiences and understandings.

It was already leaving because it couldn’t win.

What was the point of going up to engage in close combat with it again?

Better to block the exit and prevent it from leaving entirely.

Seeing that it couldn’t break through the peach forest, the great turtle immediately chose other locations to strike.

Actually, no matter where it was, in the sky or underground, it could try to break through and leave. But next, the great turtle repeatedly changed positions, punching and stomping, and while terrifying tremors did occur, peach trees instantly grew in every area that trembled.

Even when the great turtle roared towards the sky, peach-colored rainbows would materialize in the sky, and the originally dark and thick storm clouds would split into falling petals like rain.

The great turtle didn’t continue its attempts, not because it gave up, but because Qin Shu’s fist was coming again.

“Bang!”

Qin Shu, perfectly poised and brimming with power, showcased a terrifying aspect of the Qin family.

With this punch, the great turtle was directly sent flying, skidding across the ground and creating a long trail of peach trees.

This was Qing’an’s doing, fearing it might fall too hard and accidentally smash through, so he had preemptively embroidered patches.

In the original peach forest, Qing’an held a jar of wine, took a deep gulp, and then shouted to Miss Liu, who was standing on the dam:

“Girl, aren’t you going down to play?”

Even in the image of Granny Liu, in terms of age, Qing’an could still call her “girl.”

Miss Liu remembered him. Last time, because Qing’an stood under the big-bearded man’s peach forest watching the show, she even had a minor skirmish with him while looking around.

Neither of them was serious, not fighting to the death, but Miss Liu knew she was at a disadvantage.

This evil spirit, not quite like an evil spirit, though in a state of “a rotten boat with three thousand nails” (severely damaged), was still not something she at her age could truly contend with.

However, today, Miss Liu’s impression of him was very good because she truly wanted to join the fight. The young lady boldly declared:

“Thirty jars of Zui Xian Niang afterward, half for you.”

“Only half?”

“You drink half, I drink half. There are only thirty-one jars left in my grand-uncle’s wine cellar; I’ll go steal them.”

“Long pain is worse than short pain. A drunkard hates to see cherished wine stolen the most, easily prompting thoughts of drinking at the sight of it.”

“So, not a single jar left?”

“Precisely.”

Qing’an tipped his head back and took another big gulp.

“Bang!”

Qin Shu once again forcefully sent the great turtle flying with a punch.

In terms of absolute strength, he was at a disadvantage, but in terms of absolute power, he already surpassed his opponent.

With its path blocked, the great turtle now had to take this battle seriously.

It began to actively avoid direct contact with Qin Shu. Even if it was hit, it would first dissipate the force, not meeting it head-on, and then, combined with a series of slight disturbances within its line of sight, it would interrupt and weaken Qin Shu’s current state.

Such an entity, having been struck by so many punches, naturally already discerned the essence of Qin Shu’s current蓄势 (power accumulation), and it indeed had corresponding methods to neutralize it.

However, from its original perspective, this endeavor was meaningless unless it could personally kill that young man; all other struggles were a waste of resources thrown into the water.

Qin Shu was indeed affected. After several consecutive punches, although he could still send the great turtle flying each time, and the cracks on the great turtle’s body, especially its head, increased, Qin Shu’s momentum not only failed to continue accumulating but also showed a faint tendency to dissipate.

Upon realizing this, Qin Shu immediately reached out, grabbed an evil Jiao (dragon-like creature) that had been lurking beside him, opened his mouth, and intended to swallow it to stabilize his existing momentum. This way, he could gain enough time to suppress and completely break down his opponent.

Even after just achieving a breakthrough, and now having to “eat away” at his own cultivation realm bite by bite, Qin Shu showed no hesitation, because the path he was currently walking was inherently a desperate one, seeking death to break free.

“Elder Qin, there’s no need.”

Miss Liu’s voice reached him.

Even with a strong resolve for death, Qin Shu felt a pang in his heart when his Mistress addressed him as “Elder Qin.”

A-Li had reminded him that after his Mistress finished her youth-revisiting, although she would pretend to remember nothing, in reality, she remembered everything clearly.

“You just keep hitting it. The rest, leave it to me!”

Qin Li nodded, released the evil Jiao without swallowing it, and instead swung his fist again, charging at the great turtle.

Seeing this, Miss Liu felt a slight touch of emotion. She had uttered similar bold words once before but failed to deliver. She had expected Elder Qin to doubt her this time, but he had given her such face.

In that case, she couldn’t afford to mess up again.

The great turtle, which had thought Qin Shu was willing to sacrifice himself to die with it, saw Qin Shu retract his hand and believed its chance had come.

After dismantling his momentum, it would seize an opportunity. As long as it defeated the person in front of it, the remaining situation would be enough to revitalize itself.

Similar tactics were employed again, and Qin Shu’s momentum showed violent fluctuations.

On the dam, Liu Yumei reached out and recalled her long sword from the air. Holding the sword in her right hand, she formed a seal with her left, treading the Fenglei (wind and thunder) steps, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

She remained standing there, yet a beam of white light fell directly onto Qin Shu.

In an instant, all the methods the great turtle had used to affect Qin Shu dissolved and disintegrated. Qin Shu’s momentum not only ceased its紊乱 (disorder) but even elevated a notch further under the illumination of this white light!

This scene even caused the great eyeball on the great turtle’s face to shrink sharply.

“Boom!”

Qin Shu’s fist struck.

The great turtle was sent flying. Among the numerous tiny cracks on its face, a deep, chopstick-thick crack appeared.

After delivering that punch, Qin Shu felt another beam of red light fall upon him, which not only temporarily relieved a large portion of the pressure caused by his accumulated momentum but also, like a flame, once again elevated his already exaggerated layers of power accumulation!

This peculiar sensation baffled even Qin Shu himself.

During his childhood, after the decline of the Qin and Liu families, the Mistress rarely took action. And A-Li did not follow the orthodox path of the Liu family. Therefore, Qin Shu had never experienced how truly mysterious the techniques of the genuine Liu family members could be.

He truly hadn’t expected that the Mistress, merely through such methods, could grant him such terrifying empowerment.

At this moment, without hesitation, and without even needing to catch his breath, Qin Shu’s next punch followed immediately.

The great turtle had just gotten up when it was punched away again.

Another crack appeared on its face.

This duel, which even with Qin Shu’s advantage would have been a tough battle, was greatly shortened by Miss Liu’s direct involvement.

And it wasn’t over yet.

On the dam, Miss Liu lightly flicked the sword with her fingertip. The long sword danced, its shadows blooming like lotus flowers. She raised her left hand to the sky, forming a single finger, then brushed it across the sword’s edge.

Instantly, the dam fell into absolute silence.

At this moment, the sharpness of Miss Liu’s aura caused a strong tingling sensation in the “life-and-death gate” (a vital acupuncture point) of Zhao Yi, who was nearby.

Zhao Yi subconsciously swallowed. He knew Miss Liu was not Qin Shu, and she was deliberately considerate of their surroundings. But even so, he still felt very uncomfortable and had to lower his head, shutting off some of his senses.

Wreaths of smoke continuously rose from Miss Liu’s sword edge. She delayed delivering this sword strike.

When Qin Shu’s fist was about to strike the great turtle again, Miss Liu stood on tiptoes and slashed her long sword in five directions.

After taking another punch from Qin Shu, five cracks appeared on the great turtle’s face. It was at this moment that five sword qi perfectly connected, embedding themselves precisely into the five cracks on its face.

It wasn’t that the great turtle didn’t want to dodge, but that it simply couldn’t. The opponent calculated not just time, but also the opportune moment and favorable terrain, moving like wind and clouds, flowing like water, omnipresent.

The sword qi, which at most would have left only white marks on the great turtle, now showed astonishing effects. The five cracks on the great turtle’s face, after being gently drilled by these five “cun jin (inch force) sword qi,” directly merged.

Before Qin Shu’s next punch even landed, the great turtle’s face itself erupted with a bang.

“Boom!”

A large dent appeared on the great turtle’s face, and its large eyeball directly exploded. Unlike before, it couldn’t quickly regenerate; only a small eye reluctantly opened up inside.

Purely from the visual effect, Miss Liu’s strike caused more damage than Qin Shu’s previous efforts combined.

This was because when Miss Liu attacked, she factored in and utilized all the injuries Qin Shu had previously inflicted on the great turtle, completing a decisive round with skillful leverage.

Under the peach forest, Qing’an watched this scene unfold completely, using it to accompany his wine.

The legacy of the Liu family was indeed admirable. Even Wei Zhengdao back then had given it extremely high praise, saying that if he ever had the chance, he would definitely sneak into the Liu family to copy a complete set of their secret techniques for study.

This Miss Liu, at her age, had already achieved a state of profound mastery in observing clouds and sensing qi. Both in terms of comprehension and application, she was impeccable.

One must remember that this great turtle had seen many storms, yet she was able to achieve such an effect against it with fengshui. This was the best proof.

What she lacked now was the cultivation of absolute power, like having built a canal early but not yet having filled it with water. There were only two paths: one was to accumulate over years, absorbing the qi of heaven and earth’s fengshui into herself for continuous circulation and nourishment; the other path was more direct and faster, which was to walk the Jiang (river-chasing) path.

Previously, she suffered because she was too young. Even if her technique was flawless, she lacked sufficient power to continuously seal off this “world.”

So, why did she choose to revert herself to such a young age this time?

Qing’an’s face tightened. The next moment, it directly transformed into Su Luo’s face.

Su Luo was somewhat at a loss. He didn’t understand the purpose of “releasing” him in this situation.

Fortunately, simply mending with peach blossoms wasn’t too difficult for him, so he immediately devoted himself to this task.

Miss Liu glanced towards the peach forest.

She frowned slightly. The subtle unease she had sensed earlier was now further amplified.

Because when you feel that many people around you are a bit crazy, you can’t help but begin to reflect: is the problem with me?

But with another punch from Qin Shu, sending the great turtle flying, the bones in the great turtle’s head cracked, and thick white liquid oozed out.

Miss Liu’s attention was immediately diverted.

First, to deal with this great turtle; it was important to be remembered in myths a hundred years from now.

Second, no matter what, Elder Qin here had always been very normal.

Qin Shu continuously hammered away in front, while Miss Liu, providing support from behind, also seized opportunities to strike. The great turtle’s injuries, especially on its head, became increasingly severe.

It couldn’t avoid the man’s fists, and the woman’s sword from the dam in the distance was even more unpredictable.

Its skull kept cracking, and its entire head was almost covered in white liquid.

These liquids, upon landing, were not corrosive but seeped into the ground.

To some extent, this was the great turtle’s essence, which could also be understood as its vital energy.

Chen Xiyuan’s approval of Qin Shu gradually wavered. Looking at Miss Liu’s graceful figure, she slowly understood the expectations her grandparents had for her.

She had to admit, this fighting style was truly beautiful; even as a woman, she couldn’t help but be captivated.

But then she thought that if she were to learn it, she’d have to fight with a flute like this… and it seemed so difficult.

If I don’t move, and the domain moves itself… if the domain can change at will according to my needs, wouldn’t that mean I am moving?

Domain at will?

Chen Xiyuan’s gaze became vacant.

Zhao Yi inadvertently glanced at her, froze for a moment, and cursed in his heart:

“Damn, she just achieved enlightenment?”

No, you see wrestling, then you see dancing, and you can also achieve enlightenment?

He was still trying to watch and remember more, planning to go back and thoroughly study and review, but here, she just skipped that step directly.

Zhao Yi looked down at Run Sheng beside him.

Thankfully, Run Sheng wasn’t in a state of enlightenment. He was just enduringly watching Qin Shu’s battle over there, like watching a dull, lengthy martial arts film.

There was no helping it; people could indeed be fearless. The person named Li could even create mechanical puppets in the Daochang to forcibly help them understand and improve.

Even more irritating was that the person named Li couldn’t witness this battle firsthand. So, the detailed description of Qin Shu’s fight, which would be the initial teaching material, would have to be provided by Zhao Yi.

There was nothing he could do; after all, Tan Wenbin’s seven orifices were still slowly oozing blood, and his consciousness remained blurry.

Wait, what was flowing from that guy’s head wasn’t brain matter…

With Qin Shu’s continuous strikes, the great turtle’s “brain matter” was constantly being expelled.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath. He now truly wanted to risk everything, even being crushed into a pulp by the aftershocks, to run over there and lick that moist earth.

This was no ordinary thing; it couldn’t even be described as a great tonic.

Normally, the struggle over even a single drop would stir up a storm in the martial arts world. But now, it was gushing out like a fountain, as if it cost nothing!

But then, thinking of the nature of this “world,” Zhao Yi sighed again.

Licking it would be useless. Everything eaten and drunk here was fake, without any benefit. Those white liquids seeping into the ground were like going directly into the “pocket” of the person named Li.

And it was the kind where there was no way to beg or steal it. Even if ordinary people ate something, as long as they were promptly cut open, it could still be dug out from the stomach. But here, it was absorbed by Li’s spiritual consciousness.

Damn it, Li, watch out for choking, watch out for overeating, watch out for laughing yourself to death!

“Hiss…”

Zhao Yi suddenly felt a pain in his crotch, immediately leaning forward and clamping his legs together.

Liu Yumei’s peripheral vision swept over to him.

Zhao Yi immediately showed an expression of admiration and praise:

“The Fengshui formation is truly a marvelous method in the world that captures the essence of heaven and earth, hiss… Marvelous! Marvelous! Marvelous!”

Inside the Daochang.

Li Zhuiyuan’s nose was gushing blood wildly, the kind that couldn’t be stopped.

The young man immediately placed his palm on the fixed compass in the center of the altar. As the compass spun, the young man’s nosebleed finally stopped.

There was no joy on his face, only overwhelming lingering fear.

Just now, his consciousness was almost submerged and overwhelmed.

He vaguely guessed what might have caused it, and it should be a good thing, a very good thing.

But now, his body was still in a “dead” state. With his current weak spiritual consciousness, he couldn’t truly absorb it.

He could only temporarily cut it off, allowing it to remain here, waiting for his body to “awaken,” for him to revive from the dead and return to a normal state, before he could carefully, little by little, begin to digest it.

Walking to the water tank used for timing, he took water to wash the blood from his face. Li Zhuiyuan let out a long sigh:

“It seems this time, at least this part of you, is finished.”

In the actual mourning hall, Xiong Shan and Lihua were diligently tending to injuries.

Xiong Shan handled the men, Lihua handled the women.

Unlike other teams where there could be various corresponding role configurations, those from humble beginnings like them truly had to know a bit of everything.

Aunt Liu’s condition was somewhat unusual; no injuries were visible, but her brow was tightly furrowed, as if she was enduring some extreme pain.

This state was very difficult to manage.

Lihua asked her husband, wanting a few Chenzhou talismans from him to calm Liu Yi.

But this request was refused by Xiong Shan.

“Only treat obvious external injuries.”

Lihua nodded. After treating Chen Xiyuan’s injuries, she focused on the penetrating wound on the Old Madam’s left hand.

Benben, sitting on a small stool, put down his milk bottle while his parents were busy. Its bottom rested against his tummy, and his hands continuously pulled down on the nipple.

After pulling it to a certain tautness, Benben slightly lifted the bottle, aimed it at Zhao Yi, or more precisely, at Zhao Yi’s crotch.

His little hand made a final flick.

“Pop!”

The nipple, like a slingshot, sprang out directly, hitting the bullseye!

Xiong Shan heard the noise, turned around, and looked at his son.

Benben pointed to the nipple on the ground, a wronged expression on his face, looking at his father.

Xiong Shan walked over, picked up the nipple from the ground, wiped it, put it back on the bottle for his son, and then stroked his son’s head.

He loved his son, although most of his recent affection had been given to his son’s consistently absent younger siblings.

When Xiong Shan turned around to continue treating injuries.

Behind him,

“Pop!”

Benben pouted, pointing to the nipple that had fallen to the ground again, his big eyes blinking.

Xiong Shan had no choice but to pick up the nipple again. This time, he used more force to secure the nipple back in place.

After his father went back to work, Benben pulled and pulled. This time, it was fixed too deeply and was indeed hard to pull off, but the infant’s concentration was very high, especially his never-give-up spirit, which he inherited from his parents.

Finally, he pulled it off again.

He raised the bottle, aimed again.

Because Xiong Shan had specifically reinforced it, this time it was tighter and had more power.

“Bang!”

Direct hit!

Xiong Shan and Lihua were startled by the noise and immediately turned to look at their son.

They saw white smoke wafting from the mouth of the nipple-less bottle in their son’s arms.

Benben was also too embarrassed to ask for the nipple to be picked up again, because the nipple that had landed near Zhao Yi had exploded into an octopus shape.

He lowered his head, rocked back and forth, then tried to reach back with his right hand to gently pat his own bottom.

Benben signaled that he wanted to sleep.

Although his little head was lowered, his eyes were still moving. From Benben’s tilted perspective, he saw Xiao Hei appear on the dam outside the door.

Xiao Hei, having been drenched in the rain for a long time, had even shinier fur.

Benben made “doo-doo-doo” sounds, wanting to call Xiao Hei to play with him.

Xiao Hei just glanced at the situation inside the mourning hall, then looked up at the sky where lightning and thunder still flashed. He immediately darted out, jumped off the dam, and disappeared without a trace.

Benben felt a little disappointed. He continued to curl up and look up outside. As he watched, his mouth began to open wide.

In the oppressive black sky, a red cloud appeared.

A red lightning bolt flashed, striking the fields below, exactly in the direction where Xiao Hei had just run off.

“Rumble!”

Xiong Shan and Lihua were already accustomed to this thunder, showing no reaction.

“Plop!”

Benben rolled off the stool.

Lihua rushed over and picked up her son.

Benben pointed in the direction where the lightning had struck earlier, wanting to cry but not daring to make a sound there.

The great turtle was already battered and broken.

Qin Shu, though heavily wounded, still maintained an imposing momentum.

Roughly, three more punches would be enough to completely break down this great turtle.

The closer it got to this point, the more Miss Liu was filled with anticipation and excitement.

The emotion in Qin Shu’s eyes grew even colder.

No matter how passionate revenge might be, it couldn’t change the premise of that revenge.

A life without hope, no matter how long, was only prolonged suffering.

His fist was raised again.

“Bang!”

The great turtle’s head split open from the center.

Liu Yumei’s sword qi followed up at the opportune moment. With a “clatter,” the great turtle’s head blossomed open like two petals, spreading outwards.

The last bit of white liquid in its brain also flowed out.

It knew that this time it had completely lost its chance, not only to kill the young man but also to preserve this part of itself.

It didn’t intend to endure the remaining two punches.

It spread its tattered arms, and the turtle patterns on its body became dense. It was casting a curse.

Cursing that young man to never awaken.

It disliked this method because it was too unpredictable. If the opponent was favored by heaven and earth, there would be countless ways for them to narrowly escape.

But, it didn’t matter. What could be done now, would be done.

Finally, there was only a piercing, high-pitched screech.

Its body exploded, and countless small turtles flew out, scattering in all directions.

It had resolved to abandon this portion of its power, which would indeed cause it severe damage, but the only thing it could do now was to return the gaze that had been trapped here to its main body.

Only in this way could its main body clearly know everything that had happened here, rather than relying entirely on deductions, which always had omissions.

When the great turtle completely gave up, it left Qin Shu and Miss Liu somewhat at a loss.

You can defeat it, but it’s hard to stop it from committing suicide, and you have no reason to stop it either.

However, the aftermath of the suicide, especially the vast number of bursting small turtles, needed to be dealt with.

Miss Liu: “Quick, kill these turtles! It wants to send a message to its main body this way!”

Qin Shu continuously unleashed punches, shattering small turtles one after another.

Liu Yumei continuously deployed fengshui killing formations, carrying out high-efficiency slaughter.

But this was the great turtle’s final step here. These small turtles could no longer merge with its main body in terms of power. It was equivalent to completely abandoning the return of this part of its power, just to send a message.

“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”

Even with full effort to destroy them, a large number of small turtles still escaped this “world.”

Su Luo tried hard to mend, but still couldn’t completely block them. It had nothing to do with his ability; even Qing’an couldn’t achieve a complete blockade at this moment.

It was like having a large rat in the house, which was quite easy to catch. But if there were several termite nests, then there was really nothing that could be done.

Looking at so many tiny “holes” here, Qin Shu turned and looked at Liu Yumei.

Miss Liu leaned on her sword and said:

“It doesn’t matter. We have achieved our goal. We have won. So what if it knows it was us? If it dares to come again, my Liu family is not afraid of it!”

Hearing this, Qin Shu felt a pang of sorrow.

The Dragon King Liu (Longwang Liu) family was gone.

Miss Liu: “What, my Liu family isn’t afraid, could it be that your Qin family is?”

Qin Shu puffed out his chest and replied:

“My Qin family is also not afraid.”

Miss Liu: “Then that’s that, hehe. However, it’s still too early to worry about this. Even if it knows, what then? It was so severely injured today, it likely won’t come ashore again within sixty years. With our ages, we absolutely don’t need to worry about this anymore.

But I, young lady, have one thing I’m curious about, and I hope Elder Qin can enlighten me.

Which master arranged this ingenious and exquisite formation, capable of gradually weakening such an existence and luring it in?

Although this formation is perilous, it is entirely under control. Even the peach blossoms blooming everywhere here seem to be an intended part of this formation.

Such a clever and meticulously planned arrangement, with every step precise and layers interlocking, makes me feel inferior. I truly wish to meet this person, to respectfully seek guidance and listen to their teachings.”

Qin Shu: “This is…”

His words trailed off.

Qin Shu reached up and touched his head.

At first, he just lightly touched it, then he touched it harder and harder.

Something seemed about to burst from his mind; he was trying to capture and find it.

Inside the Daochang.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the numerous tiny, worm-eaten cracks that had appeared on the plaque in front of him.

He took a sip of Jianlibao and found that the taste had returned to its original state.

“If you want to send a message, then send it. All I need is for this part of you to be completely buried here, for you to suffer this severe trauma.

I’m not afraid of you knowing exactly how I operated and arranged it, not to mention how long it will take you to recover your vitality;

She would never give up this opportunity either.”

The young man’s gaze was indifferent. He reached out and scooped up water from the tank in front of him, saying calmly:

“My dear mother, you crossed the line this time.

I will settle this score with you.”

Nantong Grand Hotel, Room 909.

Li Lan stood still for a long time.

However, she first blinked, then her hands dropped, and then other parts of her body regained their mobility.

Inside the room, the turtles crawling everywhere spontaneously scattered and made way as Li Lan took a step forward.

Li Lan sat down on the sofa chair and gently massaged her wrists.

The surrounding turtles gathered around her again, but this time it was no longer a threat but showed an extremely clear sense of flattery and submission.

Li Lan picked up the cold, unpleasant coffee on the coffee table, took a sip, and praised:

“Truly my good son, you didn’t disappoint your mother.”

In the sky above Siyuan Village, a rain of turtles fell.

Numerous small turtles, caught by the fierce typhoon, landed chaotically.

Just as these turtles were flipping over one by one, intending to crawl eastward, two bell sounds echoed from the farmlands on the north and south sides of the village road.

One was a Buddhist bell, the other a death knell.

In the north, the Emperor’s offering table reappeared, as if breaking through some kind of restriction, or as if a truly terrifying shadow had descended.

In short, this time, the portrait in the center of the offering table revealed the face of a majestic, solemn, and bearded man.

Instantly, in this area, and even a wider region, a large number of small turtles that had just fallen from the sky turned into pus.

Fengdu Dadi (Great Emperor of Fengdu) had officially taken action.

In the south, the Bodhisattva’s offering table resurfaced, glowing with Buddhist light even more brilliantly than when it had actively supported Li Zhuiyuan before.

Countless small turtles were instantly evaporated.

This time, the Bodhisattva’s power was noticeably strengthened.

Because in Fengdu Hell, the Great Emperor’s foot, which had been pressing on the Bodhisattva’s foot, lifted slightly, reducing some of the pressure.

This gave the suppressed Bodhisattva more breathing room and allowed more power to be projected.

The Great Emperor and the Bodhisattva were rivals in an ongoing struggle;

But if there was an opportunity, driven by common interests, They could briefly truce.

Earlier, when the turtle came aggressively, the Great Emperor was unwilling to confront it directly.

But now was different; neither the Great Emperor nor the Bodhisattva would miss the opportunity to “beat a dog while it’s down” (kick someone when they’re down).

Essentially, the greater the trauma suffered by that turtle this time, the less pressure from the Heavenly Dao They would face in the coming period.

However, that great turtle obviously understood this.

The threat that could originally be removed from its gaze, upon seeing its decline, would certainly not miss this opportunity.

So, this final rain of turtles across the sky was not everything.

One turtle, due to its small size, was swept far away by a powerful typhoon before it even had a chance to land.

Tortoise shell divination, the art of Tian Yan (Heavenly Derivation), the One that escaped.

On the second floor of Liu Jinxia’s house, Cui Cui was sitting bored at her desk.

Outside, the wind and rain were heavy. Not only was school canceled, but her mother and grandma also wouldn’t let her go out, not even to find Xiao Yuan Gege and A-Li Jiejie.

Cui Cui placed a pencil horizontally on her pouted upper lip, holding it with her nose.

Her desk was in front of the window.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared, and Cui Cui saw two towering figures standing in the distant rice fields.

“Clatter!”

The pencil dropped, and Cui Cui’s face was filled with shock.

But next, no matter how much she rubbed her eyes, she couldn’t find any trace of what she had seen earlier.

Yet she gradually began to feel afraid, a little slow to react. She pulled her legs onto the chair, hugged herself with crossed arms, her body trembling uncontrollably, and said with a sob:

“Grandma… Mama…”

Liu Jinxia heard the noise and went upstairs.

“Cui Cui, what’s wrong?”

“Grandma… I just saw the Bodhisattva…”

Liu Jinxia only thought her granddaughter had fallen asleep at her desk while doing homework and had a nightmare. She quickly clasped her hands together and bowed to the outside:

“That’s a good thing, hehe, the Bodhisattva is protecting you.”

“Grandma… I also saw that innermost portrait in your room…”

“The innermost portrait?” Liu Jinxia recalled carefully, “Fengdu Dadi?”

“He was just standing… with the Bodhisattva…”

“Pfft!”

Liu Jinxia couldn’t help but laugh out loud. She went over and hugged her granddaughter’s head, comforting her:

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you had a nightmare, this is a nightmare. How could the Bodhisattva stand with the Great Emperor?”

“Elder Qin, do you know, or do you not know?”

“Soon, very soon!”

Qin Shu felt he was about to grasp the answer.

In his mind now, there was a sensation of wood blossoming.

At this moment, on the second-floor terrace, A-Li sat back in the rattan chair and closed her eyes.

The next moment, in the real mourning hall, A-Li, who had been lying beside the coffin, opened her eyes.

She reached out, probed into the sutra quilt covering the young man in the coffin, and grasped the young man’s hand.

Her fingernail lightly grazed the young man’s palm.

“Whoosh!”

All the red threads snapped at this moment.

Inside the mourning hall, all the people who had been motionless woke up.

This meant that this wave was completely over.

All the causal backlash that needed to be avoided had been avoided.

Dimples appeared on the girl’s face. Her hand gently caressed the boy’s face.

As if silently saying:

You’re still the best, we’ve won.

You don’t need to pretend to sleep anymore, you can wake up.

The young man in the coffin,

had no reaction.

“Shānpào, no more dishes!”

“I told you to eat slowly, eat slowly. Why did you eat so fast?”

“No, you invited me for a drink, and I brought enough wine. But you didn’t prepare the snacks, and you blame me?”

“It’s typhoon season. All the cooked food shops in town are closed, and no one is setting up stalls. Where am I supposed to buy them?

I’m telling you, this sausage, this pig ear, Run Sheng Hou bought them for me the day before yesterday when he came back to reinforce my house. I didn’t bear to eat all of them myself, thinking of saving some for you.”

“Thank you, you specially saved leftovers for me to eat!”

“Sanjiang Hou, what’s wrong with leftovers? These are meat dishes! Think about before, how hard it was to even get a bite of meat!”

“I eat it every day.”

“You…”

“Stop talking nonsense. Do you have any peanuts? Even if you just fry a plate of peanuts for me, that’ll do.”

“I’ll plant them next year.”

“Pah, I have to wait until next year to eat a single peanut from you? You make it sound like I’ve been sentenced to death and will be executed next year!”

“Sanjiang Hou, I’ve started farming, I’m going to farm!”

“What’s wrong? You want me to praise you? Praise you, a lifelong villager, for finally learning to grow vegetables at such an old age?

Damn it, what’s the difference between that and praising you for finally not wetting the bed?”

“Bang!” Shānpào slammed the table. “Sanjiang Hou, I warn you, don’t talk like that!”

“Bang!” Li Sanjiang also slammed the table hard. “My mouth is here to drink today, not to talk! You better get something to shut me up!”

Old Man Shan was, after all, a bit disheartened, knowing he hadn’t prepared well. He could only say:

“How about, I still have two iron nails on that cabinet. We can pour some vinegar and soy sauce and suck on them?”

“Is that something a person would come up with?”

“Anyway, the power’s out. Blow out the candle, and you won’t see anything. Just pretend you’re sucking on crab legs with your wine.”

“You’ve done that before?”

“No.”

“Then why are you talking nonsense to me here!”

“When I didn’t have money for snacks before, I used stones. I just didn’t want you to be unaccustomed and chip your teeth.”

“Heh, hahahahaha!”

Li Sanjiang was utterly amused, then patted Shānpào’s shoulder.

Old Man Shan: “It’s my fault for not preparing well. I’ve taken advantage of you so many times, and finally got a chance to treat you back, but I messed it up.”

Li Sanjiang: “Alright, alright, brothers, let’s not talk about that. We’ve been through thick and thin together for decades, we’re like arms and legs.”

Old Man Shan’s face twitched at these words. Wasn’t it indeed an arm and a leg relationship?

For decades, he had followed Li Sanjiang on jobs. Whenever danger arose, Li Sanjiang would be fine, but he himself would invariably break an arm or a leg.

Old Man Shan: “Hey, where are you going?”

Li Sanjiang untied his waistband as he walked out: “Going to relieve myself.”

Old Man Shan: “That, you…”

Li Sanjiang: “What, have you used that to accompany wine before?”

Old Man Shan: “Bullshit! Just pee back there, don’t go any further down. That ditch must be overflowing. Don’t accidentally slip and become a drifter.”

“Then you can salvage me, but remember to ask my Xiao Yuan Hou for the corpse salvage money, don’t be greedy and open your mouth wide.”

After Li Sanjiang went out, Old Man Shan kept pacing around the room, trying to find something else to go with the wine.

Soon, he heard Li Sanjiang’s excited voice from behind:

“Shānpào, Shānpào, we have something to go with the wine, we do!”

“What?”

“I was just about to relieve myself when I saw this thing frantically swimming over on all fours. Hey, I caught it right away.

What are you waiting for? Go boil water! Today, we’re going to…

Stew a turtle!”