"Making a Martial Artist of the Divine Sea Realm face off against the pinnacle of Yu Feng Realm, the ancient dragon turtle—Emperor of Fertility sure doesn’t hold back,"
Chu Fengmian said with a cold smirk.
This ancient dragon turtle was a top contender among demonic beasts, possessing the bloodline of a true dragon, its strength terrifying to the extreme.
Normally, a single ancient dragon turtle could match up against three, or even five Martial Artists of the same realm.
"You can choose to give up on this battle, as the life and death in this battle is not illusory; if you die, it is indeed the end,"
the cold voice of the Emperor of Fertility echoed.
"Now if you choose to give up, you can leave safely. The pinnacle strength of Yu Feng Realm is indeed not something you can contend with."
The voice conveyed this rule coldly, without a shred of emotion.
A slight smirk appeared on Chu Fengmian’s lips. For such an assessment, not to mention facing a pinnacle Yu Feng Realm ancient dragon turtle, even if he encountered a saint, Chu Fengmian would not give up, nor leave.
Such a minor assessment would not cause Chu Fengmian to retreat, especially not when his opponent was an ancient dragon turtle.
If it were any other demonic beast, he might have shown a degree of concern, but against this ancient dragon turtle,
Chu Fengmian had his own unique methods.
"Ancient dragon turtle, how about we strike a deal?"
Chu Fengmian took a step forward and suddenly approached, addressing the ancient dragon turtle.
On Chu Fengmian, there was not a trace of combat intention as he walked over, which left the ancient dragon turtle somewhat confused, unsure of what this little fellow wanted to do.
Although this ancient dragon turtle was just an illusion, it indeed had its own consciousness—it was the consciousness of an ancient dragon turtle from a thousand years ago.
Possessing its own independent thinking capacity, upon seeing Chu Fengmian approaching, the ancient dragon turtle spoke with interest.
the ancient dragon turtle snorted coldly.
"My master sent me to defeat you. If you want to pass this level, the only way is to defeat me; there are no other methods."
"If you’re thinking of using some other method, you might as well give up right now."
A confident smile appeared at the corner of Chu Fengmian’s mouth.
Since this ancient dragon turtle had its own consciousness, dealing with it would be even simpler for Chu Fengmian.
"What if I said I could help you break through to the Divine Power realm or even help you transform into a dragon? How about that?"
Chu Fengmian said with a smile.
These words had been said by Chu Fengmian in another context before, speaking of bluffing the ancient dragon turtle. This was the second time Chu Fengmian was doing this.
Especially since the one he fooled both times was the same one, only the ancient dragon turtle in front of him was a mere illusion from a thousand years ago.
But since it was the same ancient dragon turtle, bluffing it again was incredibly easy for Chu Fengmian.
Who said the assessment must involve defeating the opponent?
Now, Chu Fengmian was confident that he could make this ancient dragon turtle yield without even making a move.
"Help me break through to the Divine Power realm? Even transform into a dragon?"
After hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the ancient dragon turtle was first taken aback, then burst into laughter.
"My own master cannot achieve this, so what makes you, a little fellow, think you can?"
"I wouldn’t believe the wild words of a little one. If you don’t have anything else to say, I’m going to take action!"
The ancient dragon turtle spoke disdainfully, a surge of Spiritual Power already beginning to gather around him.
"Don’t believe it? Then see for yourself."
Chu Fengmian didn’t say more; on his fingertip, a drop of golden blood slowly trickled down.
This drop of golden blood was even more refined than the one Chu Fengmian had condensed on the deserted island before.
At that time, there were only three drops of ancient Dragon Blood in Chu Fengmian’s body, and each drop was enough to drive the ancient dragon turtle mad.
But now, Chu Fengmian had awakened ten drops of ancient Dragon Blood, and the essence of dragon might in this drop of blood directly awakened the deepest desires of the ancient dragon turtle’s heart.
It was a desire stemming from his bloodline, threatening to obliterate his reason in an instant.
The ancient dragon turtle urgently spoke, but Chu Fengmian merely smiled mischievously.
The drop of ancient Dragon Blood had already returned to Chu Fengmian’s body.
"Now, you should believe what I said, right?"
Chu Fengmian reassessed the ancient dragon turtle, seeing the desire in his eyes.
Chu Fengmian knew his plan had succeeded; this ancient dragon turtle was just as greedy as the one he had encountered on the deserted island.
However, it wasn’t just greed; such an opportunity could elevfate him in an instant.
Not just for the ancient dragon turtle, but for any Martial Artist alike.
The ancient dragon turtle asked anxiously.
He could already envisage how refined his bloodline would become once he devoured that drop of ancient Dragon Blood.
After all, this was ancient Dragon Blood, which surpassed the bloodline of a true dragon, and a single drop could bring immense benefits.
"Quite simple, just a trade, two drops of ancient Dragon Blood for your surrender, how about that?"
Chu Fengmian smiled in his gaze.
The real discussion had finally begun, and although Chu Fengmian wasn’t incapable of battling with him, it would be costly and challenging.
Instead, it was better to deal with him in a more convenient way.
"What? Let me surrender, no way!"
The ancient dragon turtle quickly shook his head.
"It’s the master’s command; I cannot disobey."
"Is that so? Well, then there’s nothing more to talk about."
Chu Fengmian said calmly, his words filled with indifference.
"Even if your master punishes you, it surely won’t be as valuable as obtaining this ancient Dragon Blood."
"Divine Power realm, ascending into a dragon, think about these two points."
"Divine Power realm, ascending into a dragon..."
Following Chu Fengmian’s words, the desire in the ancient dragon turtle’s eyes intensified.
For an ancient dragon turtle, these two things were the lifetime dreams he had yearned for.
Compared to punishment, these two things were indeed more valuable.
"Three drops, if you can give me three drops of ancient Dragon Blood, I will surrender voluntarily and let you pass this trial, how about that?"
The ancient dragon turtle thought for a moment, then spoke.
"This is the minimum requirement."
Chu Fengmian smiled from the corner of his mouth.
A few drops of ancient Dragon Blood were just a matter of recovery time for Chu Fengmian.
Moreover, the more ancient Dragon Blood Chu Fengmian had awakened, the simpler his recovery became, and condensing three drops of ancient Dragon Blood had little impact on him.