Within the clearing.
Feng Lie Old-Monster, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends, Granny Qinghua, and the others stared at Gu Qingfeng with incredulous eyes, their expressions filled with utter shock and profound terror.
They had all chased the Little Turtle here. They were well aware of just how terrifying its biting force was. Forget flesh and blood—even various powerful spirit treasures would snap if bitten by the Little Turtle.
Yet just moments ago, they had witnessed with their own eyes the Little Turtle biting down hard on Gu Qingfeng's finger. Not only did it not break, there wasn't even a wound—just a few tooth marks. Nothing more. He might not have even felt any pain.
It was truly so.
When bitten, that fellow showed no sign of suffering, not even a furrowed brow. He remained seated on the rock, sipping his wine, as if what was biting him wasn't the Little Turtle that could snap a pagoda in two, but merely a mosquito.
The Little Turtle's indestructibility wasn't limited to its shell.
Its head was equally tough.
At the very least, despite all their efforts, neither Feng Lie Old-Monster nor the Hei Feng Twin Fiends had managed to budge the Little Turtle's head.
But now, this fellow was lightly pinching the Little Turtle's head between two fingers, and it was writhing in apparent agony.
How could they not be shocked? How could they not be terrified?
Simultaneously, they were forced to reconsider a question.
Was this fellow truly as the rumors said, possessing both an indestructible Bedrock Physique and an absolute, unyielding power?
If those rumors were true...
Then was it also true that he could annihilate a Daozun with a flick of his finger?
That he was the proclaimed successor of Lord Chixiao?
They didn't know.
No one was clear.
They only felt it was mysterious and eerie.
The Little Turtle continued to struggle. Failing to break free, it clamped down even harder on Gu Qingfeng's finger, seemingly determined to fight to the death.
"Argh!
!!
Gu, you bastard!
I'll fight you to the death!
!!"
Whoosh!
The dark watery radiance around the Little Turtle boiled once more, growing denser, and its biting force became increasingly frenzied.
"You little bastard turtle, you really plan to fight me to the end, huh!"
As the Little Turtle's bite grew more terrifying, Gu Qingfeng gradually began to feel uncomfortable. To say it didn't hurt was false. Not only did it hurt, but it was a heart-piercing, drilling kind of pain.
"Damn it!
Today, I refuse to believe I can't handle you!"
Gu Qingfeng's grip strength also increased bit by bit. He wanted to see just how tough this Little Turtle really was!
Watching this scene.
The expressions of Feng Lie Old-Monster and the others across from him were complex.
There was shock, there was terror.
There was wariness, and there was disbelief.
However, more than anything, there was a growing restlessness.
Greed!
And also, killing intent!
They all knew the Little Turtle was no ordinary creature. Perhaps it couldn't be called a Divine Beast, but it was undoubtedly a remarkable Profound Beast. They all wanted to claim it for themselves.
But wanting was one thing.
No one dared to act rashly.
Act?
What a joke. According to rumors, this person possessed a Bedrock Physique and absolute power, capable of annihilating a Daozun with a flick of his finger. Even the Immortal Official Alliance Leader of the former Nine Glories Alliance couldn't withstand a single move from him.
Moreover, this wasn't just rumor.
All signs indicated it might be true.
How could they dare to act?
The Hei Feng Twin Fiends glanced at An Ran and the veiled woman. Clearly, they were waiting for the veiled woman to make the first move. After all, one was an Immortal Official of the Immortal Dynasty, and the other was a reincarnated mighty one. If they dared to lead the charge, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends and the others would certainly gamble everything.
Alas.
Neither An Ran nor the black-robed woman showed any intention of acting. They only watched Gu Qingfeng deeply, their gazes complex.
"Feng Lie Old-Monster!
Daozun Qinghua, Xuanxin, shall we act together?"
Seeing that neither An Ran nor the veiled woman intended to act, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends were unwilling to give up just like that and decided to gamble.
"Even if that turtle isn't a Divine Beast, it's definitely a rare Profound Beast. Its bloodline is absolutely extraordinary—it might be the legendary Bedrock Bloodline. If this kid truly possesses a Bedrock Physique, he must have drunk that turtle's blood."
Granny Qinghua nodded. Faced with a rare Profound Beast and the potential opportunity for a Bedrock Physique, she naturally didn't want to give up.
"Xuanxin, what about you!"
Daozun Xuanxin shook his head. "That Profound Turtle Beast clearly belongs to this young master. I, Xuanxin, am from Five-Color Mountain. I will not commit such a despicable act."
"Xuanxin!
Think carefully! That Profound Turtle Beast might contain Bedrock Blood!"
The Hei Feng Twin Fiends tried to persuade him. After all, one more person meant more strength. But no matter how they tried, Daozun Xuanxin remained unmoved. "Profound Beast or Bedrock Blood, I have no desire to participate. Moreover, I advise you all not to engage in such despicable acts, lest you become a laughingstock among fellow cultivators."
All on Five-Color Mountain are gentlemen.
Xuanxin, being the foremost among the Eighteen Swords, was naturally one as well. Perhaps not everyone was a chivalrous hero, but when it came to acts like murder and robbery, they never engaged in them.
The Hei Feng Twin Fiends stopped trying to persuade Xuanxin and turned to An Ran and the black-robed woman. "What are your thoughts?"
An Ran did not respond.
The black-robed woman was even more silent.
Then Granny Qinghua also stepped forward to persuade them, even proposing that An Ran and the black-robed woman take the lion's share if they succeeded. Unfortunately, neither An Ran nor the black-robed woman spoke, not even glancing their way.
Xuanxin not acting was one thing, but if neither An Ran nor the black-robed woman acted, the Hei Feng Twin Fiends lost their confidence. At this moment, Granny Qinghua spoke up, "Brother Feng Lie, what is your opinion?"
Feng Lie Old-Monster seemed not to have heard, offering no response.
He had heard.
He didn't respond because he didn't know how to respond.
He didn't know whether to agree or refuse.
His heart was constantly wavering.
Feng Lie Old-Monster was no saint. He had committed his fair share of murder and robbery, let alone when the target was a rare Profound Turtle Beast.
Under normal circumstances, he would have acted without a second thought.
However.
This time, he didn't dare.
Feng Lie Old-Monster's courage had always been great. If not, he wouldn't have dared to refer to the famous Lord Chixiao as 'that kid Gu Tianlang' time and again.
Originally, he very much wanted to test this kid's strength—more precisely, to seize the opportunity to snatch the Little Turtle back from Gu Qingfeng.
But for some reason, an inexplicable sense of fear lingered in his heart, especially when looking at Gu Qingfeng sitting on the rock, legs crossed, casually sipping wine. The utter calm and carefree ease in his every movement made Feng Lie Old-Monster deeply wary.
Especially when met with Gu Qingfeng's deep, dark gaze, Feng Lie Old-Monster felt extremely uncomfortable. That faint smile at the corner of Gu Qingfeng's mouth made his scalp tingle, sending a chill of fear straight to his core.