Chapter 692: Back Mountain Turtle

Check it out for me; don't let him get away.

If Sima Song doesn't die, both of us will have to bring our heads to see Your Majesty.

Yes, Hall Master.

The Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master was very anxious, having searched for so long without finding Sima Song; that brat seems to have run away.

His intuition told him that Sima Song was still nearby, definitely not having gone far.

All the Black Dragon Guard around him went to search; finding a single person is difficult, very difficult.

The Great Qi Dynasty is vast; that brat Sima Song excels at hiding—if he conceals his aura and cultivation, even a slight change makes him hard to recognize.

Those not very familiar with him would find it hard to locate him; the Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master is very anxious, and he doesn't have much time left.

A moment's carelessness led to Sima Song escaping; if Your Majesty learns of this, he definitely won't get off lightly.

The Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master released his Spiritual Sense to search the entire town, yet found nothing, after several attempts.

The Black Dragon Guard returned one after another to report, all having found nothing.

Reporting to the Hall Master, the east side has not been found.

The west side also hasn't.

The south side hasn't been seen either.

The north side hasn't.

The Black Dragon Guard kept returning with no good news, and the Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master's face grew grim.

Hall Master, do you think it's possible he's not in the town but outside?

Sima Song is very cunning; it's impossible for him to enter the town.

One Black Dragon Guard reported that this possibility is greatest—Sima Song would not enter the town to court death; the outside is vast, full of mountains and forests, where he could easily hide and not be found.

As a cultivator, surviving in the wilderness is simple; food and drink are no problem.

Finding a person in the mountains and forests is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master frowned: 'We must find him—alive we want to see the person, dead we want to see the corpse.'

Yes, Hall Master.

As you command.

The palace of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Qi Ruohua looked outward; nothing that happens inside Wangdu escapes her eyes.

Sima Song has fled; she learned of this news immediately.

Bai He came to report at once; Qi Ruohua did not immediately blame her, for the Sima family's destruction would suffice, and the greatest danger is Sima Da, not Sima Song.

A mere Sima Song won't last long; he cannot escape the dynasty.

A brat who hasn't even reached Condensed Pill stage managing to escape is already no easy feat.

The Azure Dragon team will find him soon; there's no need to worry.

Qi Ruohua said indifferently: 'Watch the remaining families; whoever dares to help Sima Song escape will be killed without mercy.'

Investigate the people inside Wangdu to see who helped Sima Song leave the capital and the Sima family.

Bai He knelt on the ground and replied, 'As you command, Your Majesty.'

Relying on Sima Song alone makes it utterly impossible to escape the capital.

The Black Dragon Guard is not mere decoration; to smuggle someone out without a trace, the person behind it must be formidable.

Besides those families, no one else would dare do so.

Qi Ruohua has zero tolerance for this; if anyone tries to trip her up, they must prepare for extermination of their clan.

Those families inside Wangdu still aren't resigned, believing the first-generation Qihuang will return to control the dynasty.

They think I won't hold this throne for long—hah, I won't let them get their wish.

Qi Ruohua rose; those people obey outwardly but defy inwardly.

Truly hateful; Qi Ruohua has never been able to free her hands to deal with them, and using the Sima family has reached its limit—we can't continue like this.

The Sima family is too dangerous; they can be used as pawns, but we can't keep them around.

Whether they are destroyed or not, her heart can finally be at ease.

If the Sima family is destroyed, perhaps the Zhang family can be used to set these families against each other, and I will then support a few more families to deal with them.

By then, I won't need to act personally; those families will naturally collapse.

Qi Ruohua has already figured it out; many things don't require her to act personally.

Someone will do it for her.

I also don't know how the Qihuang Treasure Vault is doing.

Deep within the capital.

The cold, dark underground of the palace.

A figure gradually writhed, a mass of flesh and blood collapsing onto the ground, like rotten mud.

Among the flesh and blood, a skull gradually emerged.

Those flesh and blood began to writhe, finally coalescing into a bloated fat man.

The fat man, whose very sitting is a strain, had his body fused with the earth.

On that flesh appeared layers of scales, distinctly layered scales flashing with a blood-red gleam.

From afar it looked like flesh, but actually it was scales.

His eyes opened—not blood-red, nor ordinary human color, but emitting a green light.

His eyes narrowed as he stared at the black shadow before him.

How did the matter go?

The black shadow knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Reporting, sir, the Sima family has been wiped out, and Sima Song escaped."

"All of our people are dead, killed by the Black Dragon Guard."

Several people took action, but only he came back alive.

The huge figure shuddered, lifted that hand, and pinched the black shadow.

The black shadow had no time to scream, was stuffed into the mouth, and swallowed whole.

Swallowed whole, no chewing needed.

It slid smoothly into the stomach, the green eyes flickering nonstop.

"Trash, the Sima family has been exterminated, and the other families will soon be wiped out as well."

"My existence as the old ancestor has probably been discovered by Qi Ruohua."

"The black serpent is dead, the Qihuang treasury has opened, I don't know how the earth serpent is."

"The soul of the first-generation Qihuang lies within; if I can devour that soul, this old ancestor will complete evolution."

"After waiting so many years, the old ancestor has finally awaited this day."

"Qi Ruohua, let you live a bit longer for now."

The body collapsed again.

Turned into flesh and blood, filling the entire space.

Inside the Qihuang treasury.

Chen Chuyang saw the huge figure before him, its massive size, even larger than a mountain.

A savage, barbaric aura rushed over, terrifying and horrifying.

Zhuge Ruolan stammered: "Back mountain turtle, an ancient anomalous species."

"Such a monster actually exists; inside the Qihuang treasury, just how many secrets are hidden?"

Li Shenghong stared at the back mountain turtle, his eyes shifting.

Heishanyang exclaimed excitedly: "Tsk tsk, it really is a back mountain turtle, hahaha."

"Kid, this thing is a treasure trove; you must not let this treasure go."

The spiritual medicines encountered along the way cannot compare to the back mountain turtle before us.

Every part is a treasure; any random thing can bring great benefit.

"Kid, do you know what is most valuable about the back mountain turtle?"

"What is it?"

Chen Chuyang did not know about the back mountain turtle; this was also the first time he had seen it, having never heard of it before.

"'Back mountain turtle, turtle of the back mountain, extremely long-lived, it is the longest-lived among all manner of demon beasts.'"

"'The lifespan of ordinary demon beasts is at most ten times that of humans, while the back mountain turtle lives at least ten thousand years, or more, unknown.'"

"'More importantly, the blood of the back mountain turtle can prolong life; a mouthful of blood adds at least thirty years to one's lifespan.'"

"'What!' Chen Chuyang was frightened."

Not only him, but the others nearby were also frightened by Heishanyang's words.

Everyone looked at the figure of the back mountain turtle before them, choking up repeatedly.