"As for the bait, don’t we already have the perfect candidates?"
Cheng Kong’s eyes assessed the Qing Alliance disciples standing not far away.
His eyes already bore a glint of murderous intent.
"These fellows, having chosen to join the Qing Alliance, now it’s their time to make their contributions."
Cheng Kong’s gaze upon those Qing Alliance disciples was as if he were looking at slaves.
His intention was to use those very disciples to lure out the monster so that they could retrieve the Fertility Stele from inside the cave.
Upon hearing Cheng Kong’s words, Chu Baiye gave him several more looks.
"Oh? Young Master Cheng, you are quite decisive for your age,"
Chu Baiye praised with a hint of mockery in his voice.
Being a superior, decisiveness was a necessity. For the sake of benefit, sacrificing others was not unacceptable.
"Since Young Master Cheng has spoken so, Chu hereby follows your lead with respect."
A cold smirk appeared on Chu Baiye’s face.
His figure abruptly surged into the crowd of Qing Alliance martial artists.
He grabbed five or six individuals, all bound by Spiritual Power.
Suddenly, he hurled them into the cave.
"What are you doing?"
"We joined the Qing Alliance, not to die for it. You actually want us to be bait to lure this beast?"
Many of the Qing Alliance martial artists’ faces changed drastically as they spoke.
Each one of them intended to summon their power to resist.
But between the Divine Sea realm and the Forged Body realm lay a vast difference. Under the power of Chu Baiye, those Qing Alliance martial artists who tried to resist were easily suppressed.
"You all chose to join the Qing Alliance, and thus each one of you belongs to the Alliance. Whether you live or die is for this young master to decide. Should anyone dare resist, death will be the only path for you."
Cheng Kong’s eyes revealed a ferocity as he spoke.
"Uncle Mo, keep an eye on these fellows. If anyone even thinks about resisting, kill them on the spot."
Uncle Mo snorted coldly, his eyes fixating on the Qing Alliance disciples.
Seeing the Spiritual Power bursting from Uncle Mo, even if the Qing Alliance martial artists thought about rebelling, it would be to no avail.
These Qing Alliance martial artists had thought that by joining the Qing Alliance, they would be under its protection. Now, unexpectedly, they found even their lives were at stake.
As for all this, Chu Fengmian remained indifferent in his heart.
These Qing Alliance disciples, having chosen to join the Qing Alliance, could only blame themselves for their current fate.
Chu Fengmian’s eyes were now fixed on Chu Baiye.
He saw him throw a martial artist toward one of the cave entrances.
In the blink of an eye, the ground shook and a thunderous roar followed.
A massive form, at least tens of meters long, burst from the cave.
Upon seeing the martial artist at the cave entrance, a huge mouth opened, and amid screams, the beast swallowed the martial artist whole.
All of this happened in an instant, and the monster then retreated back into the cave.
"It’s actually an ancient dragon tortoise, and its bloodline is extremely pure."
The beast, although it only appeared for a moment, had been recognized by Chu Fengmian, as to precisely what kind of monster it was.
An Ancient Dragon Turtle, one whose strength might reach the peak of the Emperor of Winds Realm.
This clan of Dragon Turtles was already among the most terrifying of all monsters, and this particular Dragon Turtle, possessing the bloodline of a true dragon, was far more formidable than many Flood Dragons.
Especially the one before them now, covered in dragon scales, was clearly an Ancient Dragon Turtle with a particularly pure True Dragon Bloodline.
This Ancient Dragon Turtle had an immense brute force, and coupled with the True Dragon Bloodline, martial artists of the same realm stood no chance against it.
Legend had it that the Emperor of Fertility’s mount had been a colossal dragon turtle, and now, it seemed that it was this Ancient Dragon Turtle.
The Emperor of Fertility had long perished in the river of time.
But this Ancient Dragon Turtle had lived on, still guarding that stele of fertility.
Not only Chu Fengmian, but Chu Baiye also understood the identity of this Ancient Dragon Turtle.
"This must be the Ancient Dragon Turtle that once served under the Emperor of Fertility, I never expected him to be guarding this stele of fertility. But it’s true, Ancient Dragon Turtles are indeed delectable, and as long as the bait is flesh and blood of martial artists, it should be sufficient to lure him out."
The other Qing League martial artists by his side were already trembling with fear.
They had witnessed with their own eyes a Qing League martial artist being swallowed whole by the Ancient Dragon Turtle.
The thought that their own fates might be the same made each of them turn pale.
"Esteemed senior, could you spare my life? As long as you spare me, I am willing to serve you like an ox or a horse for the rest of my life in return."
A martial artist said to Chu Baiye with a trembling voice.
But Chu Baiye’s expression remained as calm as ever, and his mouth even curved into a contemptuous smile.
"Serving like an ox or a horse? You’re not worthy of such a role. For now, just quietly die in the jaws of this Ancient Dragon Turtle. Being able to contribute to the prosperity of the Cheng and Chu families means your lives are not wasted."
Chu Baiye laughed heartily and then suddenly grabbed the martial artist.
Once again, he threw him towards the entrance of the cave.
Just like the last time, as soon as the martial artist reached the cave entrance, the huge Ancient Dragon Turtle suddenly sprang out.
It bit into the body of the martial artist in one bite.
This time, however, Chu Baiye chose not to retreat, but once again he grabbed another martial artist and threw him in an even farther direction.
One by one, martial artists were caught by Chu Baiye and thrown into the jaws of the Ancient Dragon Turtle.
Now, the Ancient Dragon Turtle had traveled a significant distance from the cave.
A few Cultivation Techniques had already built up some distance.
Chu Baiye and Uncle Mo glanced at each other, understanding each other’s intentions.
Together, they suddenly bound up all the Qing League martial artists and hurled them towards the Ancient Dragon Turtle.
The Ancient Dragon Turtle, feasting on the flesh of the martial artists in a frenzy, was still immersed in the pleasure of devouring them.
Meanwhile, Chu Baiye and Uncle Mo, in unison moved swiftly towards the cave.
"The moment has come."
Chu Fengmian’s eyes shifted, and his body also suddenly moved.
He burst out towards the cave.
He had been waiting nearby for this chance, as Chu Fengmian himself had no good way to deal with the Ancient Dragon Turtle.
Now that the Ancient Dragon Turtle had been lured away, it was a perfect opportunity for Chu Fengmian.