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Chapter 573: 571: Saint Demon Turtle

Chapter 573: Chapter 571: Saint Demon Turtle

Within the Level 1 flying ship.

The old demon threw the dying Reck onto the ground and squinted, sizing up Wang Hao and his companions.

He noticed that the cultivation levels of the people here were all around that of the Martial King, and the only one whose cultivation he couldn’t see through was the wooden man.

But what could a broken piece of wood possibly amount to?!

Could it be that these days a broken piece of wood could cultivate to the Heavenly Position Realm?!

When the old demon confirmed that Xiangxiang wasn’t here and that no one was a match for him, he felt an uncontrollable urge rising within him.

Mutou looked at the old demon and couldn’t help swallowing hard, “So it’s a Saint Demon Turtle, what a fine item!”

Wang Hao curiously asked, “How good is it?!”

Mutou revealed a nostalgic expression, “Their flesh is extremely tender, chewy, and the taste lingers in your mouth, leaving one yearning for more. In the Ancient Era, they were a must-have delicacy to serve to distinguished guests.”

A chill ran down the old demon’s back, and his heart shuddered, feeling an instinctual urge to turn tail and run.

But upon further thought, since no one here was his opponent, what did he have to be afraid of?

Thinking this, the old demon angrily said, “A mere wooden man dares to insult me; today I’ll dismantle you and use you as firewood.”

As soon as the words were out, everyone gave the old demon a sympathetic look; this was the classic case of seeking one’s own death!

However, Mutou’s body was indeed deceptive; who could imagine that a wooden man would be an ancient, supremely powerful being?

Especially when Mutou didn’t make a move, he didn’t let out a bit of aura, indistinguishable from an ordinary person, making it hard for one to associate him with a master.

“Today I want to see whether you’ll burn me for kindling, or if I’ll cook you into a turtle banquet,” Mutou said with a cold laugh before vanishing from his spot with a flash.

The old demon’s pupils contracted sharply—too fast, frighteningly fast. The aura he had just revealed was unmistakably that of a Divine Realm powerhouse.

“All of this is a misunderstanding, senior, please spare my life…” the old demon pleaded, terrified.

But inside, he couldn’t help feeling extremely depressed. It was bad enough being targeted by Xiangxiang considering their ancestral gluttony.

But now to be targeted by a wooden man, what kind of luck was this?!

Mutou gave the old demon no chance to react, grabbed him by the neck, and violently slammed him to the ground.

“Ahhh…”

Instantly, the old demon let out a miserable cry as his body underwent a continual transformation.

Soon, a two-to-three meter long ancient turtle appeared in his place.

At the same time, as the old demon revealed his true form, an enticing scent wafted through the air, tempting everyone’s taste buds.

Wang Hao swallowed hard, “No wonder it’s rated as a Level 1 ingredient by the Food God, the aroma is already there even before cooking.”

Mutou explained, “Saint Demon Turtles naturally love to eat Spirit Grass and Spirit Fruit, making their flesh very tasty and even more flavorful the older they are.”

Wang Hao nodded in realization, no wonder all the major powers hadn’t discovered the Chaos Tree on Death Star.

And yet this old turtle could immediately identify the tree as a treasure—it turns out they have a natural sense for Spirit Fruit and Spirit Grass.

“Senior, please spare me, the little turtle didn’t recognize Mount Tai and offended you…”

The old turtle pleaded miserably, kowtowing repeatedly. The transformation had been so abrupt—if it dared to resist any further, wouldn’t it be thrown into the pot immediately?

Mutou remained unmoved; he had eaten countless Saint Demon Turtles in the Ancient Era and never once showed mercy.

Even if he had turned into a wooden person and couldn’t eat the Saint Demon Turtle, when it was time to act, he definitely wouldn’t be merciful.

The old turtle broke into a cold sweat and hastily called out to Wang Hao, “Wang Hao, young brother, I’m the spy you planted by Li Yunyang’s side. Are you just going to watch me die?!”

Wang Hao laughed and asked, “Then tell me, where did Li Yunyang say the Dragon Tomb is located?!”

The old turtle quickly answered, “Li Yunyang told me that the Dragon Tomb would appear on the Death Road.”

“Death Road!” Wang Hao was stunned for a moment. That seemed to be on the way!

Mutou said softly, “In the Ancient Era, the Dragon Tomb appeared four times, and each appearance was on the Death Road.”

Wang Hao nodded, “We happen to be heading to the Heavenly Domain, so we might as well take a detour to the Dragon Tomb.”

“Suit yourself!”

With a wave of his hand, Mutou mysteriously produced a kitchen knife from somewhere.

The old turtle screamed in terror, “Brother Wang Hao, I’ve said everything I have to say, you can’t just stand by and watch your partner turn into a dish without lifting a finger!”

Wang Hao chuckled with amusement, “What this great god wants to do, do you think I dare to intervene?”

The old turtle looked up at Mutou, pleading, “Can’t we go back to the past, pretend none of this has happened?”

“Aiyo, still making jokes at death’s door, pretty humorous!” Mutou sneered coldly, “Have you ever heard that a broken string, no matter how you tie it back, will never feel the same as before?”

The old turtle wore a mournful expression, “Can’t we just make this matter our little unspeakable secret?”

Wang Hao rolled his eyes in annoyance, “Are you two done yet? Is this some kind of show for Jay Chou or what?!”

“Who’s Jay Chou?!” The old turtle and Mutou asked curiously.

Speechless, Wang Hao turned and walked away, waiting for the moment to enjoy turtle soup.

The old turtle called out urgently, “Brother Wang Hao, if you save me, I will spy for you for free.”

Wang Hao turned back with a slight smirk, “That’s your own offer, not me coercing you, alright?”

The old turtle nodded tearfully, this time it was a double loss. Not only did he fail to capture Wang Hao, but he also managed to lose all of Li Yunyang’s future opportunities.

Furthermore, he would have to spend so much time lurking by Li Yunyang’s side, guiltily passing on information to Wang Hao. Truly a massive loss.

But with the knife at his neck and the pot nearby, he had no choice but to agree.

At the same time, the old turtle reminded himself to never babble around inconspicuous people in the future.

Ling Xiao and the others wore an ‘I knew it’ expression on their faces, as people who worked with Wang Hao were bound to meet a bad end.

Unable to resist, Mutou asked, “Are you really planning to let go of such a delicacy?”

“Is it really that delicious?” Wang Hao eyed the old turtle, who had everyone saying he was scrumptious, arousing his appetite.

The old turtle shook his head frantically, “Not delicious, not delicious at all…”

Wang Hao thought for a moment, “Forget it, let’s send him back to Li Yunyang’s side, but remember to draw some of his blood.”

The old demon shouted in fear, “Why draw my blood?!”

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, “Take a guess!”

Ling Xiao and the others rolled their eyes. What they hated most was Wang Hao saying this line, giving them the urge to punch him…