"This lord doesn't believe he can't bite through your puny human finger!"
The Little Turtle hardened its resolve, stretched its neck out again, and—crunch!
In an instant, it bit down on Gu Qingfeng's finger once more.
Good heavens!
This time, the pain Gu Qingfeng felt intensified.
But it was just pain. The finger still wasn't bitten through, there was still no blood, and there was still no mark.
"Hey!
Damn it all!"
The Little Turtle bit down again. This bite sent a piercing pain through Gu Qingfeng's heart, and a few faint tooth marks from the turtle appeared on his finger.
"Damn it!
This isn't right!"
The Little Turtle scratched its head, muttering to itself, "This lord remembers that in the past, no one could withstand a single bite from me!
!"
"The past?
Didn't you say you don't remember anything?"
"Yeah!
This lord doesn't remember anything, but some things still leave an impression. In this lord's impression, you little human brats would only flee at the sight of me! If this lord was displeased, one bite was all it took to make any demon, ghost, or monster piss their pants!"
"Is that so?"
Gu Qingfeng pondered thoughtfully, unable to figure out what exactly this Little Turtle's origins were, nor could he understand what it meant by these 'impressions'.
"Damn it!"
Refusing to believe it was powerless, the Little Turtle bit several more times. At most, it left a few more tooth marks, but nothing else. Biting and biting, the Little Turtle grew frantic, tearing at the finger like a mad thing.
"I said that's enough for show. Are you really not going to stop?"
Although the Little Turtle couldn't bite through, each bite sent a heart-piercing pain through Gu Qingfeng. After all, the fingers were connected to the heart. He could endure it once or twice, but after eight or ten bites with no sign of the turtle stopping, the pain turned Gu Qingfeng's face slightly pale. "You little bastard, have you developed a taste for biting, huh?"
"This lord doesn't believe he can't bite through!
!"
The Little Turtle screamed loudly while frantically tearing away. As the little fellow grew more frenzied, its shell grew darker and darker, gradually giving off a kind of Black Radiance.
"Ah—bite you to death!"
Whoosh!
The Black Radiance was ancient, domineering, and ferocious in might, not inferior to heavenly power.
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng clearly felt the pain intensify. He gave a fierce shake, but actually failed to shake the Little Turtle off!
"Do you yield!
This lord asks you, do you yield!"
The Little Turtle bit like a mad thing. The more it bit, the stronger the Black Radiance became. Gu Qingfeng shook several times but couldn't dislodge the turtle. "Let go, now!"
"Say you yield first!"
"You little Bastard Brat!
Give you an inch and you take a mile!"
Enraged, Gu Qingfeng flipped his palm, directly grabbing the Little Turtle's head. Absolute force erupted forth, flinging the turtle to the ground on the spot. The little fellow tumbled, clutching its mouth with its claws, crying out in pain, "Ouch, it hurts!
It hurts!
This lord's mouth hurts so bad."
"Damn it!
I haven't said it hurts yet, what are you howling for!"
Gu Qingfeng looked at his finger. Good heavens, it was swollen and red, the whole finger bruised. He touched it, hissing in pain through gritted teeth. Glancing at the Little Turtle, he barked, "You Bastard Brat, you're really vicious, aren't you!"
"You brat!"
The Little Turtle was furious beyond measure. One claw covered its mouth while the other pointed at Gu Qingfeng, ranting, "You dare hit this lord? Today, this lord won't let this matter rest!"
With that, the little fellow transformed into an eagle and pounced at Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng, quick of eye and hand, caught it with a snap—thud! The little fellow reverted to its original form. This time, Gu Qingfeng directly grabbed its head hard with his hand, his tone threatening as he growled, "You Bastard Brat, not done yet, are you? If you dare bite me one more damn time, believe it or not, I'll cook you into a pot of turtle soup to taste!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—" With its head gripped by Gu Qingfeng, the Little Turtle's limbs flailed wildly as it howled in pain.
Without another word, Gu Qingfeng tossed it back into the Storage Bag.
"Let this lord out!"
"Stay in there!"
Gu Qingfeng retorted, then couldn't be bothered to pay it any more mind.
"Let this lord out quickly, you human brat! Can't take a loss, huh? Can't beat this lord, so you use underhanded means to stuff me into this godforsaken place!"
"Let this lord out!"
"You won't let me out, is that it?"
"If you don't let me out, I'll smash all your wine!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Little Turtle smashed jar after jar of fine wine inside the Storage Bag. Gu Qingfeng initially considered sealing the creature away but thought better of it. With a thought, he tossed the Little Turtle out again, saying, "Didn't you want to leave? Get lost."
"Fine!
! Brat!
Let me tell you, don't get cocky, and don't act arrogant in front of this lord! No one dares to be arrogant in front of this lord! Never has been!"
The Little Turtle glared at Gu Qingfeng, saying fiercely, "You remember this, this lord will definitely come back for revenge. Just wait and see how this lord deals with you then!"
"Fine!
I'll wait for you to come back and deal with me."
As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand, his five fingers pinching together. Light flashed as he struck a Seal Mark that seeped into the Little Turtle's shell.
"You!
What did you do to this lord?
What is this thing?"
The Little Turtle craned its neck hard but couldn't see the Seal Mark that had already seeped into its shell.
"Nothing much. I was afraid you'd run off, so I specially left you a mark."
Gu Qingfeng said with a smile, "What's the matter? Scared?"
"Scared?
This lord fears neither heaven nor earth, not even Old Heaven himself. Why would I be scared of a puny human brat like you?"
The Little Turtle planted its claws on its hips, declaring proudly, "Let me tell you, the person in all heaven and earth who can make this lord afraid hasn't been born yet!"
Looking at the Little Turtle putting on a tough act, Gu Qingfeng shook his head, somewhat amused.
"What are you laughing at, you hairy thing!
Huh?
You don't yield, is that it?
Believe it or not, this lord will finish you off right now!"
"You little turtle Bastard Brat!
If you don't get lost now, I'll cook you this instant!"
Gu Qingfeng's eyes flashed with anger, frightening the Little Turtle so much it instantly transformed into an eagle, flying up into mid-air. Looking down at Gu Qingfeng, it ranted again, "Brat, you wait for this lord!
! Don't you run!
Whoever runs is the other's grandson!
!"
Watching the little fellow fade into the distance, Gu Qingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If I don't let you little Bastard Brat suffer a bit out there, you really won't know your place!"
The little fellow's origins were unknown, and its identity was likely extraordinary. Gu Qingfeng naturally wouldn't just let it leave. But this creature was just too arrogant and overbearing. Gu Qingfeng figured he'd let it go out to broaden its horizons, let it learn how treacherous the world could be, temper it a bit first, and deal with it later.
Gu Qingfeng had tested it earlier and reckoned ordinary people couldn't do much to the little fellow. Besides, he'd just placed a Seal Mark. If the little fellow really got into any trouble, he could rush over immediately.
As for what exactly the Little Turtle's origins were, Gu Qingfeng thought it over but still couldn't figure it out. Looking at his still swollen and red finger, Gu Qingfeng poured some wine to wash it, saying, "That Bastard Brat really bites hard! Luckily, I've trained, or a hundred or eighty fingers wouldn't be enough for it to gnaw on."