Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The old turtle was thrashing about in the pit, its legs pointing upwards, and it kept making noises.

It quickly attracted the attention of some soldiers who were resting or busy nearby, who gathered around curiously to watch and point.

"What are you all doing here? Disperse!" Lin Feng was also drawn by the commotion and immediately called out to disperse the crowd.

He first quickly checked the area around the impact point and found that only a few old tents that were already empty and ready to be demolished collapsed.

There were no casualties or loss of important materials, which relieved me a little.

If it damages the residents' tents or granaries, then this old tortoise that flew in from who-knows-where will be in big trouble.

When Gu Yang saw the old tortoise flipped over, its head and limbs were still flailing wildly in the air due to dizziness, and it was still cursing and swearing.

Anger rose in his heart, so he took a step forward and lightly stomped on its relatively soft belly, immobilizing it. Then, with a stern face, he interrogated it:

"Stop howling! Tell me, what's your name? Where did you fly from? What's your purpose in coming to our barracks?"

With its belly being trampled, the old tortoise cried out even more pitifully and dramatically, struggling desperately while cursing loudly:

"Ouch! You brat! No manners! Get your stinky feet off me!"

By seniority, you should call me Grandpa Turtle! Hurry up and help your grandpa up! Don't you understand the importance of respecting elders and caring for the young?!

It has an extremely sharp tongue and can hurl insults in a variety of ways.

These words of condescension only added fuel to the fire, making Gu Yang so angry that he sneered, bent down, grabbed the edge of the turtle shell with both hands, and pushed hard with his waist!

"Gululu——!"

The thick, glassy tortoise shell suddenly began to spin rapidly at the bottom of the pit, like a giant spinning top!

"Waaaaah—!" The old turtle's scream instantly turned into a blurry, trembling sound as it spun at high speed.

Its four short legs and head were flung tightly against its shell by centrifugal force, making it look incredibly comical.

Hu Qing frowned as she watched, feeling that it was going too far.

But Xiao Zi watched with great interest, squatting by the pit, clapping her little hands, and cheering for Gu Yang in her childish voice:

"Brother Guyang is so amazing! Spin faster! Spin even faster!"

The old tortoise was spinning so hard it felt like the world was turning upside down, its stomach churning. Unable to take it any longer, it begged for mercy, its voice trembling with tears.

"Stop...stop it now...you little...you brat...no, little hero! Little hero! Stop it now...your grandpa turtle...no, this old turtle...I can't take it anymore...ugh..."

It seemed to suddenly remember its business, and shouted intermittently amidst its high-speed rotation:

"Don't...don't turn it...the token...is inside my tortoise shell...you can take it yourselves...you'll know once you take it..."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yang stopped what he was doing, reached out and pressed down on the still spinning tortoise shell to stabilize it.

He looked down at the old tortoise's limbs and head, which were trembling slightly from the high-speed rotation and filled the entrance to its shell, and was at a loss for what to do.

He always felt that the old tortoise was very slippery and might be trying to trick him, so he threatened it in a harsh voice:

"Are you sure the token is really inside your turtle shell? If you dare to lie to me, believe me, I'll start a fire right now and roast you alive!"

The old tortoise was seeing stars and feeling dizzy. He had no mind to argue with Gu Yang anymore and was just panting heavily, not even having the strength to hum.

Seeing this, Hu Qing stepped forward and carefully examined the narrow gap where the tortoise shell connected to its forelimbs. He realized that Gu Yang's large hand couldn't easily fit through, so he said to Xiao Zi, who was eagerly waiting to try:

"Xiao Zi, your hands are small, try to reach in and take the token out."

"Okay!" Little Purple agreed with a grin, nimbly jumped into the pit, and came to the side of the limp old turtle.

She stretched out her delicate little hand and carefully explored the gap between the turtle's forelimbs and shell.

"Pfft... Hahaha... Ouch... It tickles! You brat... Don't... Don't touch your grandfather's ticklish spot..."

The old tortoise, who was originally listless and on the verge of death, trembled violently when Xiao Zi touched it, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, its limbs instinctively trying to retract.

"Just...just a little below...yes, a little lower..."

Xiao Zi did as she was told, and her little hand went a little deeper. After groping around for a while, she finally touched something hard.

With a forceful pull, he retrieved a heavy, cool-to-the-touch token that emitted a faint golden glow.

Gu Yang stared at the ancient-looking, extraordinary token in Xiao Zi's hand. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Xiao Zi turned around and handed the token to Hu Qing.

Hu Qing took the token; it felt slightly heavy in his hand and had a warm, smooth texture.

He looked closely and saw that the front of the token was engraved with five powerful characters that were almost identical to a token in his memory—Western Inspector!

Hu Qing's hand trembled violently as he looked incredulously at the old turtle in the pit, which had just been toyed with by Gu Yang and was still panting and cursing incessantly.

This... this seemingly unreliable, even somewhat comical old tortoise, is actually one of the Four Directions Inspectors of the same level as Senior Zheng Su, who was sent from the Central Region?

He took a deep breath and silently handed the token in his hand to Gu Yang, who was still puzzled beside him.

Gu Yang took the token, glanced at it, and his expression froze instantly. Then his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down on the spot!

Western Inspector! The same title as Senior Zheng Su!

Just now... I actually treated an inspector like a spinning top, stomped on his stomach, and threatened to roast him and eat him?!

The shock caused him to break out in a cold sweat instantly. He practically scrambled into the pit.

He hurriedly straightened the still-paralyzed old tortoise, his face plastered with an extremely obsequious smile.

While carefully patting the mud and grass clippings off the old turtle's shell, he said in an almost ingratiating tone:

"Oh dear! Senior! Look at the mess this has made! We've really messed things up, like a family member not recognizing another family member!"

Why didn't you reveal your identity sooner? It caused us younger generation to misunderstand; we've been so rude, so very rude! Please don't take it to heart!

After being helped to stand upright, the old turtle slowly stretched out its limbs and stood firmly.

It first raised its neck arrogantly, then snorted coldly, and looked down at Gu Yang with its small, beady eyes.

His face was full of disdain and contempt; his expression was so irritating.

"Hmph! Now you know to call me 'senior'? Where were you before?"

The old tortoise spoke in a affected tone, his voice still carrying a hint of weakness from the dizziness he had just experienced, but his manner was perfectly controlled.

"I already told you, according to seniority, you should call me grandpa! And what happened? Not only did you not listen, but you also treated a highly respected elder so rudely!"

Young people these days are so impolite! The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be!

As it spoke, it even pretended to cough violently a few times, as if it had suffered some serious internal injury.

Gu Yang's fawning smile remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard the old turtle's sarcasm at all.

Instead, it reached out even more eagerly, gently grasping one of the old turtle's rough front paws, its tone so sincere it could melt hearts:

"Misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding, senior! It's all our fault for being blind and failing to recognize your esteemed identity at the first moment!"

Ignorance is no excuse, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against us.

He paused, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "Um... senior, is there any important instruction you have given us for visiting our small camp in the East China Sea?"