Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 452 - 308: Recruiting the Tortoise Spirit Great Mother_3

Chapter 452: Chapter 308: Recruiting the Tortoise Spirit Great Mother_3

Several Taoist priests spoke out at once, causing the imperial inspectors some embarrassment.

The Inspector surnamed Li tried to smooth things over, "Ah, Heavenly Master, why be so anxious... Our forces have surrounded this tiny town; even if there are demons hiding inside, they will find it impossible to escape."

"Why not wait for an hour and see how they manage to summon the Turtle Spirit Mother."

After all, the Turtle Spirit Mother is a True God revered for a century, and holds considerable prestige among the ordinary soldiers.

Another inspector said similarly, "Yes, Heavenly Master Wang, and all the respected Taoist priests, it has been a long journey for us, and we are somewhat fatigued as well."

"With exhausted troops, it would truly be unwise to attack directly. A mere hour is certainly worth the wait."

Heavenly Master Wang knew that these officers and soldiers had been persuaded by those on the wall, and his side had lost credibility.

He put on a stern face and said with a cold laugh, "I would like to see them, how they’ll peaceably recruit the Turtle Spirit Mother!"

...

"It seems they’ve started arguing and agreed to wait a bit," said several strategists behind the broad city walls, observing the distant army through telescopes.

Everyone at the command post breathed a sigh of relief; they really didn’t want to fight unless absolutely necessary.

War, after all, is full of uncertainties.

An hour, equivalent to two hours, isn’t long.

"Let’s hope Pan Hao and the rest can pull it off," sighed number 24, "How are we coming along with battle preparations?"

"The steam machine guns are deployed and ready for combat. We still need to continue mobilizing people in town; the elderly and children should not go out today. There are already too many onlookers..."

At this moment, the able-bodied men in town also flocked to the gates to witness the event. The discipline of rural folks couldn’t match that of a regular army. When they heard that these officials might "set fire to the Taoist Temple," and tried to push the blame onto Qingshi Town, they were filled with righteous indignation.

"What does it have to do with us, who would burn the temple?!"

"Are they planning to seize our food?"

"You can rest assured, sir; the residents of the town will be looked after," spoke Qiu Yuan Monk, who although not fully recovered, would not ignore such a matter foolishly.

"If any disasters or evils invade, I too will take action."

"Thank you, Master," acknowledged comrade number 24 with a nod, "Now we’ll see if Pan Hao can succeed... If we really can recruit the Turtle Spirit Mother to our side, we can further divide the enemy and increase our chances of victory."

"It’s best not to stir trouble with Fenghua City unnecessarily."

"We still need to follow a strategy of keeping a low profile. If it becomes known that Qingshi Town, a small town, has talents and combat strength greater than a large city, it will surely attract the attention of interested parties and bring about all kinds of trouble."

"But we must also guard against those desperate Taoists, and the sudden attacks of the Evil God ’Nameless Wenchu’."

"If it really comes to battle, we should not be timid!"

...

Wang Hao once again dreamed of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The scene of quarreling resembled a fight between two colonies of ants, except one colony consisted of domesticated ants his side had painstakingly raised, feeding them a little every day.

Naturally, he was somewhat biased.

He hid himself quite well, watching quietly.

"They didn’t start fighting directly... my worry was for nothing, which is a fine choice," he reflected.

"Let’s go check out Lake Entrance."

In the blink of an eye, he was at Lake Entrance.

In the shimmering lake, two massive creatures were entwined in battle, stirring up waves that rippled like the sea, lashing against the shoreline.

The fierce fight between Turtle Spirit Mother and Ulcer Mother continued unabated.

Regrettably, both were turtles with high defenses and weak attacks, and for the time being, they couldn’t hurt each other.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting, both of you!" shouted Pan Hao, riding on Xu Zhijun on the shore, "If you keep this up, Qingshi Town will be destroyed! Ulcer Mother, hurry up and come with me. How about letting it have this place for now?"

"My lord... my lord’s territory..." Ulcer Mother spoke in a deep, angry tone, a faint frost forming on its dragon-patterned turtle shell.

This territory was arduously taken by its master; how could it possibly let it fall into the hands of others?

Ever since being appointed "Lieutenant" by the Heavenly Gate, it had swelled to more than fifty times its size and strength; it no longer feared the once-respected town deity "Turtle Spirit Mother."

It couldn’t accept retreating temporarily; it was too aggrieved.

Pan Hao cursed, "If you don’t come with me now, wasting our chance, then... if the Great Emperor... becomes enraged, he’ll chop off your turtle head!"

"I... I..." Ulcer Mother, upon hearing the words "chance" and "Great Emperor," retracted its head in fear. It was only due to a timely shift of allegiance that it had managed to survive until now.

Ulcer Mother wobbled onto the shore.

Then Pan Hao turned to the distant Turtle Spirit Mother and cursed, "You really are a disgrace to scholars! Your divine position was usurped by the Evil God ’Nameless Wenchu’, you don’t dare seek revenge, yet you have the gall to snatch small territories from the countryside. After more than a hundred years as a True God, this is what you’ve come to!"

"Now Qingshi Town, which saved you, is under attack by the officials, and here you are bickering, causing nothing but trouble!"

"And you still expect my loyalty, what a delusion!"

Pan Hao’s scolding was quite effective; even the giant turtle "Turtle Spirit Mother" was dumbfounded, its eyes bulging out as it surfaced.

Even Ulcer Mother had some intelligence, so naturally, the larger turtle also understood human speech.

Over the past century, sustained by the Power of Incense, everyone had been respectful to it, speaking only good and never bad; how could it withstand such abuse?

For a while, the turtle was so insulted it couldn’t respond!

Eventually, it stammered, "That... that hero... is from Qingshi... Town?"

"Of course, now that you’ve run away, in order to cover your own misdeeds, the officials have come to slaughter the people of Qingshi Town, and yet you’re still here quarreling!"

Turtle Spirit Mother wanted to argue back but didn’t know how to explain itself.

It really wasn’t intentional, it truly wasn’t! It didn’t have the gall to rob its own benefactor’s territory.