Three Golden Core cultivators have come for me?

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle is loathed by someone...

Turns out it was my fault...

Battles at the Golden Core level are not common. At first, Jia Ren still had the leisure to watch the fight, but later on, his attention shifted to whether the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle could hold on.

Knowing that the three Golden Core cultivators had come looking for him, and that the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was caught in the crossfire, his calmness evaporated on the spot.

Heart-devouring Illusion Bizarre?

Bizarre Alliance?!

How did this thing get mixed up with the Bizarre Alliance?

This wasn't good news for Jia Ren at all.

Unable to remain a mere spectator, he racked his brains for a solution as if a fire was burning under his seat.

The Third-Order Profound Turtle was a 'safe harbor', drawing the attention of the three Golden Core cultivators, which had shielded him from disaster.

Once they killed the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, if the three Golden Core cultivators had the energy to meticulously search the vicinity, he didn't believe the hidden formation he had set up could fool them.

At that time, it would be a catastrophe.

What to do?

Jia Ren looked toward the Mountain and River Pearl. The Fathead Fish Demon was still slumbering and had yet to awaken.

The Heart-devouring Illusion Bizarre had caused it to overexert its spiritual power. It needed more time to recuperate and recover.

Even if it woke up now and joined forces with the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, they would probably not be a match for the three Golden Core cultivators.

If his whereabouts were exposed and the three Golden Core cultivators launched a decapitation strike, the trouble would be monumental.

If a Golden Core cultivator intended to kill him, neither the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle nor the Fathead Fish Demon could save him.

Jia Ren was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, pondering over a solution to break the impasse.

He didn't want to show himself; he couldn't draw the firepower onto himself, and he still needed to solve the problem.

This was no easy matter.

The best solution is... to help the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle hold on, or to enhance its strength.

Elixirs? Recovery Gathering Qi Powder?

Such an elixir could quickly restore a cultivator's spiritual power, but it might not be useful for the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

Moreover, the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle had physical injuries, needing restorative elixirs.

Restoring injuries could only solve the immediate crisis and couldn't really solve the problem.

The battle would continue until the three Golden Core cultivators succeeded in killing the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

An elixir to enhance the strength of the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle?

Would the Ancestral Fish Sage Pill be of use?

Since turtles aren't fish, it's unlikely that the Ancestral Fish Sage Pill would be effective.

It's the Bait Tempting Technique for beast-type creatures that encourages their evolution.

This kind of bait could help the Mysterious Turtle revert to its ancestral form.

He only has one chance to feed the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

Success is the only option; failure is not permissible.

To be safe, there's only the Beast Spirit Pill.

Refining the Beast Spirit Pill was not difficult.

While researching the Ancestral Worm Pill, Jia Ren had attempted the Beast Spirit Pill.

After three years in seclusion, the elixir had begun to take shape.

He had fed it to magical beasts in the wild a few times to test it, but the success rate of reverting to their ancestral form was not high.

Since he hadn't domesticated any magical beasts and had other elixirs and skills waiting to be improved, the production of the Beast Spirit Pill was put on hold.

Refine the Beast Spirit Pill as quickly as possible.

Jia Ren set aside the just purified Artifact Refining materials, paused the creation of Second-Order Fu Wan and Supreme Grade Flying Artifacts, and began working on improving the Proficiency Level of the Beast Spirit Pill.

The materials needed were not costly, and there were plenty of spiritual medicines in the fields and stock; therefore, refining the Beast Spirit Pill wouldn't pose a problem.

The quality of the Beast Spirit Pill depended on how long the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle could hold on.

The longer it could withstand, the higher the Proficiency Level of the Beast Spirit Pill, and the better the effect.

Hold on!

While Jia Ren furiously worked on his Proficiency Level, the battle continued, and the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle grew increasingly weak.

After more than three months of relentless combat without rest, it was thoroughly exhausted.

Had it not been for the turtle's significant reserves and the tactical advantage of the water territory, it certainly wouldn't have lasted this long against the continuous assaults.

It's on the verge of breaking down...

The three Golden Core cultivators took turns to rest and recover, and their condition was still decent.

"At most half a month, or just a few days, and we'll be able to take it down," one of them said.

The turtle shell already had several cracks, with the focus point of the attack caving in and turtle blood flowing profusely.

The Turtle Demon's death was imminent.

「Seven days later」

The area of the shell with the most cracks had begun to reveal flesh beneath, and the river water had turned red with turtle blood.

The thick scent of elixirs emanated from Jia Ren's Cave. The formation sealed off any traces, and not a single scent escaped.

The Golden Core Cultivators' attention was focused on the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle. They would not notice the Water Curtain Cave Abode a hundred miles away.

Jia Ren took out the just-concocted Grandmaster Level Beast Spirit Pill, his expression changing.

He could not guarantee that a pill of this quality would be useful to the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

Seven days without sleep, rapidly refining pills to increase Proficiency Level.

Grandmaster Level had been reached, but there wasn't enough time to attain the Great Grandmaster Level.

I have to take a risk! Compensate for quality with quantity, win by numbers.

Jia Ren packed all the refined Beast Spirit Pills and ordered the Qing Shui Spider to swallow them. The pills were protected by restrictions that isolated them, leaving only a faint trace of their essence.

Leaving the scent of the Beast Spirit Pills was to entice the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle to take the medicine. Otherwise, if the pills were safely delivered but it didn't consume them, the effort would be wasted.

Hidden inside were also an Ancestral Fish Sage Pill and dozens of Resurrection Pills for recovering from injuries.

Jia Ren had considered using the Second-Order Spirit Insects to transport the pills, which would be more secure.

The problem was that the Spirit Insects were too powerful and could easily draw the attention of the three Golden Core cultivators, preventing the delivery of the pills to the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

Whether the plan will be successful depends on fortune.

"Go!"

Jia Ren gave the order, and the Qing Shui Spider, carrying a large number of Beast Spirit Pills, actively set out to deliver the medicine.

The battle never ceased; one Golden Core Cultivator attacked, while the other two sat in meditation to recover their Spiritual Power.

Seizing the opportunity, the Qing Shui Spider made its move and approached its target.

A First-Order Qing Shui Spider would not attract the attention of a Golden Core Cultivator, as it could easily be killed by just the residual waves of the battle.

The Qing Shui Spider acted with swift movements, taking advantage of the momentary calm after the lightning, quickly reaching the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle sensed something and, for the first time in over three months, poked its head out.

"A perfect opportunity to behead it!"

The Wei-named Golden Core cultivator controlled the Thunder Tiger as it slashed towards the head of the Turtle Demon, but like a flash of lightning, the Turtle Demon swallowed the Qing Shui Spider that was sent to its mouth and then retracted into its shell.

The entire movement was done in one fluid motion, leaving no chance for exploitation.

"What a pity!"

The other two Golden Core cultivators who were recovering their Spiritual Power heard the news and came over, looking disappointed.

"No matter, the slaying of the demon is within sight! The three of us together will fight quickly and decisively!"

The battle had continued for so long, and a fire was smoldering in the hearts of the three of them.

A nearly three-thousand-year-old Mysterious Turtle is too hard to kill!

Its strength far surpassed that of an Early Jindan Cultivator, its defensive power was astonishing, its foundations were thick, and it had the advantage of terrain.

If it weren't so lacking in aggressive killing power, they would be the ones forced to flee in disarray.

After such a long effort, the three Golden Core cultivators finally saw hope.

"The Turtle Shell is mine; the Demon Core and other Demonic Beast Materials will be yours, fellow Daoists," one of them said.

"Get lost! Who doesn't know the Turtle Shell is the most precious, followed by the Demon Core? Why on earth should you get it!" another snapped back.

"A complete Turtle Shell is required to refine a defensive Magical Treasure; it cannot be divided. At worst, I'll compensate with other treasures and materials..."

Before the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was killed, the three began to argue over the unfair division of spoils, showing signs of internal strife.

"That's not right, why is the aura of the Turtle Demon getting stronger?!"

While attacking the Mysterious Turtle, the three discussed how to divide the loot.

None of them wanted to give up the nearly three-thousand-year-old Turtle Shell, a top-notch material for defensive Magical Treasures.

The Demon Core was also good, but without the right Spiritual Medicine to complement it, it couldn't be refined into an Elixir, and its value was a notch lower.

The worst were the demonic flesh and Demonic Blood. While valuable, they couldn't compare to the first two.

Before they could resolve the division of the spoils, the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, which they considered a sure thing, became a problem.

It didn't fall due to the attacks of the three Golden Core Cultivators. Instead, its aura gradually recovered and got stronger.

???

The three were baffled and completely at a loss.

They couldn't understand how the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, which had been on its last breath not long ago, suddenly became stronger.

A breakthrough during battle?

An Innate Divine Ability?

Or was it... the recently eaten Qing Shui Spider causing trouble?

The cause no longer matters!

The aura of the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle strengthened, pushing its vast accumulation further, advancing to Mid Third Order, making the three no longer able to keep their composure.

"Attack quickly!"

"We must stop it at all costs!"

If the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was allowed to successfully break through, their four months of hard work would be in vain, plus they'd have to face the wrath of a more powerful demon.

With a bit of carelessness, they could even risk demise.

What is going on?

Why has such an unexpected event occurred?!

The lungs of the three Golden Core Cultivators were about to explode with rage, with only one thought in their minds: they must prevent the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle from successfully reaching Mid Third Order.

BOOM!

The giant Purple Lightning Thunder Tiger roared, rage of thunder descended from heaven, and purplish lightning seemed to turn the place into a sea of electricity.

Countless green sword lights split apart, hundreds of sword beams gathered together like a school of fish, forming a giant sword of dozens of zhang long and slashing down.

The Golden Bell expanded, ringing incessantly, its sound waves turning into tangible blades in a swift slash.

Without holding anything back, each of the three Golden Core cultivators used their own methods.

They concentrated their firepower on the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, desperate to interrupt its advancement.

BOOM!

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was blasted away, with several wounds pouring out turtle blood, attracting many water demons in the river to fight over it.

The advancement of the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle wasn't interrupted, and to make matters worse, new changes began to manifest on the body of the Turtle Demon.

They had inflicted serious injuries on the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle with their powerful attacks, causing the Turtle Shell to crack in multiple places.

It should have been a mess of flesh and seriously injured.

But... new turtle shells with different colors and patterns seemed to be regenerating over the flesh, emitting a deep and profound aura.

"It looks like the legendary... bloodline returning to ancestors."

The Golden Core Cultivators were well-informed. Those from the Bizarre Alliance, hailing from the Western Wasteland Domain, possessed insights far beyond those of Golden Core Cultivators from remote regions.

They recognized the transformation happening to the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, which greatly resembled the rare phenomenon of bloodline returning to ancestors.

A return to ancestral bloodline combined with an advancement in strength?

Was it forced into awakening its potential?

The matter of the Qing Shui Spider was long forgotten. They didn't believe that a First-Order Qing Shui Spider could cause such a drastic change in the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle.

Whether it was the return of ancestral bloodline or the advancement of the Turtle Demon, it was not something they wished to encounter, let alone happening at the same time.

If they let the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle succeed, they would have no hope of slaying it.

"Continue attacking!"

The damage caused by the Magical Treasures can't keep up with the speed at which the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle is recovering... Its aura is increasing at an astonishing rate, and its breakthrough is unstoppable!

Their complexions turned pale as they realized the situation was lost, with no hope of redemption.

"Run!"

Without hesitation, the three Golden Core Cultivators transformed into three Escape Lights, shooting rapidly towards the distance.

If not now, when should we flee?

Should we wait for the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle to complete its ancestral reversion and promotion, and then come searching for us to settle accounts?

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