Chapter 1366 - 761: Thrusts at the Door, Black Tortoise Acknowledges a Master? (Part 3)

Chapter 1366: Chapter 761: Thrusts at the Door, Black Tortoise Acknowledges a Master? (Part 3)

Upon mastering the Black Tortoise’s True Body, it will nurture a meteorological Black Tortoise within the body.

Then, using one’s fortune, aid the "real" Black Tortoise Deity to possess the meteorological creature and transform Northern Beiju Luzhou.

This is the fundamental reason for his recent intensified practice of this method.

With the heavy pressure of Little Sumeru Mountain long gone and the Iron Body cultivation no longer supplemented, Meng Chuan urgently needs the "experts" to take charge!

"Let’s see if the Black Tortoise Deity will deliver..."

A thought flashed by, Meng Chuan’s gaze traversed the Inner World, heading straight north.

The abyssal depths of the Kidney Water Pool were profound.

Meng Chuan felt a strange sensation; the ’meteorological Black Tortoise’ nurtured post mastering the True Body was about to be born here.

Poof...

Gradually, the tranquil lake surface rippled.

A strange turtle, the size of a fist, with a dragon’s head and serpent’s tail covered in tiny spikes emerged from the water, spitting water droplets directly toward Meng Chuan who stood nearby.

"Playful..." Meng Chuan thought and dispersed the water droplets, then stepped on the lake surface and grabbed the little turtle:

"Little turtle, you’ll soon be possessed by the old... Black Tortoise, don’t blame me; it’s his idea. But he’s your ancestor, your sacrifice is valuable..."

The little turtle looked at him blankly, not comprehending.

"Probably because it just hatched, lacking spirituality and it’s good..."

Otherwise, he’d truly feel quite guilty...

Tossing the little turtle back into the water, Meng Chuan walked step by step towards the shore.

...

"Black Tortoise Deity?"

"Deity?!"

On the peak of Little Sumeru Mountain, Meng Chuan sat cross-legged, holding the Black Tortoise statue and calling gently.

For a long time, just when he thought the Black Tortoise was still asleep, an ancient voice finally echoed in his heart.

"Young friend, what is it?" The Black Tortoise’s voice was grand like the sound of a magnificent star, slow and unhurried, giving peace of mind:

"Oh... Seems like the progression of the True Body has nurtured a meteorological creature?"

"Yes, senior, what should I do next?"

Meng Chuan was somewhat impatient.

Though Black Tortoise was steady, it replied promptly:

"You should move the statue into your Inner World, representing the place of Kidney Water."

"Uh... how should I do that?"

He lacked the skill to incorporate an object into the Inner World...

Demon Suppressor was an exception because it was his exclusive Divine Weapon and could be nurtured internally.

The Black Tortoise’s voice continued slowly, offering guidance:

"First use your blood, to drip on the statue, akin to the process of spiritual recognition through blood for the Divine Weapon, use your Martial Arts Will to transform the divine weapon between reality and illusion."

"Understood..."

The statue can recognize a master?

Wait, spiritual recognition through blood?

The "spirit" of the statue is already there, my blood...

Upon pondering this, Meng Chuan conceived a daring thought but dared not ask...

Pinching out a drop of fresh blood with his fingertip, he followed instructions to smear it on the turtle’s back of the statue.

The turtle shells began to glow as they were stained by his blood.

"Cover completely."

Meng Chuan watched the scene unfold before him in astonishment and complied.

"Hmm?"

Until the Black Tortoise’s head was finally soaked in blood, in the next instant, a vast blue light surged in Meng Chuan’s eyes, and the Black Tortoise statue hovered eerily in mid-air, violently trembling and shrinking, eventually vanishing.

Boom!

A thunderous roar erupted in the depths of Meng Chuan’s heart, his vision blacked out, limbs tightened, as if smashing through a barrier.

His entire being "passed" through, the glow in his eyes brilliantly illuminated.

Against the sky-reaching gigantic peak, Meng Chuan stood towering across the boundless starry sky.

Beyond the planet, he gazed downward.

This peak... this peak!

Was actually a massive spike on the back of the titanic turtle!

An indescribable head, like an ultra-giant celestial body, a form sprawled grandly within the starry sea, countless planets like stars reflected upon it, mighty and dignified yet strangely filling Meng Chuan with endless melancholy...

Accompanying this feeling, a message invaded his mind, leaving Meng Chuan stunned.

"Indeed...

10th-tier Cosmic Legend Creature·Black Tortoise."

The guardian god of the Xuanming Galaxy.

"The Xuanming Galaxy was Black Tortoise’s homeland, now utterly destroyed by the Crimson Demon God..."

The smallest galaxy in the cosmos contains at least a dozen star realms and tens of thousands of planets, yet such a vast region.

Has completely become a "Cosmic Ruin."

"..."

Meng Chuan’s expression was somewhat gloomy, seemingly influenced by the tragic history of the Black Tortoise.

Since the Black Tortoise came beside him through the statue, Meng Chuan hadn’t interacted with it much.

But in the few interactions, he could already perceive its absolute "good and orderly" nature.

Guardian God.

"Ang!"

The starry sea resonated and trembled, Meng Chuan’s form was torn apart in the prolonged cry, the vision in his eyes completely collapsed.

Hu...

With a long breath, Meng Chuan rubbed his head, the surroundings returned to normal.

Once his mind eased a bit, he realized his finger had stopped bleeding, while the Black Tortoise statue was nowhere to be seen.

Where did it go?

Meng Chuan thought lightly, the outline of his Inner World unfolded.

By the northern pool embankment, amid green grass and trees, the dark statue quietly rested there.

It seemed somewhat different now.

How much could an ordinary statue change with the Black Tortoise’s remnant spirit blessings?

Initially, it was divinity shrouded, now, Meng Chuan gently held the statue, the touch feeling like warm jade spreading throughout his body.

With his hand, he helped it stand upright, placing it in the grass.

The Black Tortoise... was not inside the statue.

Meng Chuan didn’t know why he felt such a "definite" thought, but it came naturally when he touched the statue.

Moreover, he gazed at the water surface, a series of dense bubbles emerged, the little meteorological turtle peeked out again.

Yet Meng Chuan was once again "sure" of it, the little turtle was gone...

"Black Tortoise Deity."

The little turtle nodded slightly, and then information flooded into his mind.

The voice was slow, grand, and compassionate:

"Old man borrowed your fortune to repair myself, do not interrupt during this period, the outcome hinges on this moment."

"Understood."

"Apart from the previous promise to transform the Dharma Realm, this can only be handled when I awaken.

Now... your fortune and I share, I won’t be stingy further, this is the last remaining, take it."

The transmission in his mind faded, Meng Chuan saw the little turtle in the water tense up, stiffen, and slowly sink to the bottom of the pool...

There was an intertwining of formless, intangible matter beside the Black Turtle, though invisible, Meng Chuan could comprehend that these were his "fortune."

Martial Arts Fortune.

"...It’ll be alright."

Meng Chuan worriedly stared at the flipped Black Turtle at the pool’s bottom, his thoughts yet to revolve.

His gaze shifted, looking toward the side.

Poof...

A stream, deep as the night sky, surged from beside the statue, shooting straight into the sky, lighting up the starless night of the Inner World.

The statue seemed to have fulfilled its final mission, disintegrating in the light and vanished.

In the moment of illuminating the world, a comet moved across, hitting Meng Chuan’s cranial cavity with a "boom".

Dong...!

Heartbeats like drums pounded, bursting and fluctuating wildly.

Meng Chuan’s facial features displayed a painful expression, as if in divine light, his entire face dissolved away.

Twisting, twitching, tearing, struggling, tranquility, various expressions continuously...

As time slowly passed, he seemed to withstand some invisible pressure, revealing an innocent smile like an infant.

Meng Chuan "foolishly laughed" for quite a while, slowly returning to his senses.

Introspection of the consciousness sea, waiting for the glow in the brain to disperse, to reveal what the Black Tortoise Deity had given him precisely.

"A strand of [Black Tortoise Fortune], what’s...

the use!!!"

In the end, Meng Chuan’s contemplation transformed into a roar.

Rumble!

A deafening epic sound slammed into his heart, as if splitting him in two, his mind, his eyes everywhere illuminated with dazzling stars.

Only this sound, stirred him to nearly see his great-grandmother...

"What happened?!"