Lan Hua clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I'm willing to exchange conditions; everything is negotiable!"

"Get out of the way!"

Jia Hao, whose eyes were slightly closed, suddenly opened them, and a powerful burst of demonic energy erupted, rushing towards Lan Hua.

Lan Hua was taken aback and quickly stepped back.

Jia Hao was a great cultivator in the Yuanxiang Realm, a true powerhouse. Although the amount of Yuan power he unleashed was not much, it was still more than Lan Hua could withstand, and it was enough to easily send Lan Hua flying.

Zi Yue suddenly appeared in front of Lan Hua without anyone noticing.

A surge of powerful celestial energy erupted, forming a wall of energy that blocked the incoming demonic energy.

"Hmm? What a terrifying aura, is this Heavenly Origin Power?"

Jia Hao's eyes widened in shock, and he said in a deep voice, "Young lady, you are extraordinary, a celestial being!"

Zi Yue smiled calmly, tossed her hair, and said, "You old turtle, your eyesight is really bad. You only realize it now!"

"Huh? You're calling me Old Turtle?"

Jia Hao finally showed a hint of anger.

But Zi Yue didn't take him seriously at all.

Although she was seriously injured, her cultivation level was still high enough to deal with a Yuanxiang Realm expert.

"I'm already being lenient by not calling you an old bastard. So, tell me, are you going to give me that turtle shell or not?"

Jia Hao angrily retorted, "So what if you are a celestial being? Does being a celestial being give you the right to seize and plunder?"

Zi Yue puffed out her chest proudly and said, "That's right, I can indeed do that."

However, I want to make a deal with you. After it's done, I can forge a celestial artifact for your spirit race!

"how?"

Zi Yue wore a sincere expression, waiting for the old tortoise's answer.

"unnecessary!"

Jia Hao was very direct.

Lan Hua frowned slightly. Exchanging a celestial artifact for a tortoise shell was a win-win situation no matter how you looked at it. The old tortoise was so clueless.

Zi Yue didn't care, as if she had already expected Jia Hao to refuse. So she waved her right hand, and a seven-colored robe appeared in her hand.

"This rainbow-colored robe can defend against magical attacks and even withstand attacks from celestial beings. How about exchanging it for your tortoise shell?"

Lan Hua was greatly surprised. She hadn't expected Zi Yue to possess such a magical treasure. It was truly a wonderful item.

"No trade!"

"Hmph, women's clothes, we roughnecks have no use for them!" Jia Hao said firmly.

Zi Yue snorted, "So the Spirit Turtle Clan is full of men after all."

"Are all the females dead? Weren't you born from a female turtle?"

These words truly startled Lan Hua, who shifted her feet slightly behind Zi Yue.

The two old turtles beside him rushed out in anger, but they were too intimidated by Zi Yue's status as a Celestial Realm expert to act rashly.

Jia Hao remained calm and scoffed, "That's none of your business!"

Zi Yue remained unperturbed, put away her colorful robes, and summoned another object.

It was a gleaming longsword, exuding a terrifying aura of killing intent.

Lan Hua guessed that many powerful figures had fallen under the sword.

"Old turtle, this is the Alan Killing Sword, a true immortal sword. In exchange for your turtle shell, is that enough?"

Don't tell me you grown men don't use weapons!

As soon as Alan drew his sword, Lan Hua felt the chilling aura emanating from it and quickly took a step back.

"The Alan Killing Sword? The legendary killing sword that can kill even celestial beings with a single strike, is this it?" an old turtle exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, this is the sword!" Zi Yue said in a deep voice, a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Jia Hao snorted, "Girl, you're right. Our Spirit Turtle Clan has never used weapons; we only use our fists!"

After saying that, he brandished his right fist, which burst forth with a dazzling green light.

"The innate technique, Overlord Fist, is rumored to be able to split mountains and shatter rocks?" Zi Yue said disdainfully.

Lan Hua was speechless. "They don't even want such a powerful immortal sword. What do these old turtles want?"

Even though Zi Yue was usually easygoing and plump, she was quite angry at this moment.

After calming herself down, Zi Yue summoned another object, a small black ball with many gold edges inlaid on its surface.

"This is the Sun-Golden Wheel, capable of defending against the strongest attack from a Celestial Being. It's a rare celestial treasure. Old Turtle, would you like to exchange it?"

Lan Hua was utterly speechless, wondering just how many good things her beautiful master possessed.

Even if she comes from a family of celestial forging masters in the Heavenly Realm, she shouldn't possess so many heaven-defying immortal treasures.

He suddenly realized that Zi Yue possessed so many powerful immortal treasures, yet she was still seriously injured and on the verge of death. Just how powerful must her opponent be?

A Xuanzun-level expert? A Quasi-Emperor-level expert? Or an Emperor-level expert?

The thought that Zi Yue had ended up like this because she was searching for her Qiankun Bowl filled Lan Hua with guilt and heartache.

Jia Hao snorted, "I won't trade!"

"That tortoise shell was left behind by our ancestors when they ascended to immortality. Even if you offer us something better, our Spirit Tortoise Clan will never trade it!"

Jia Hao's attitude was firm. Although the two old turtles beside him had repeatedly shown their willingness to switch places, he remained oblivious.

boom!

A terrifying burst of Heavenly Yuan Power erupted from Zi Yue's body, startling Lan Hua, who quickly retreated more than ten steps.

He had a bad feeling.

Zi Yue is about to unleash a massacre, and I can't help but worry about her health.

Zi Yue was furious and said coldly, "You old turtles, you really won't listen to reason, so don't blame me for being impolite!"

An extremely cold aura permeated the room; it was the extreme Yin energy from the Yin-Yang Heavenly Technique.

"With men here, how can we let women take the lead?"

Lan Hua flashed and appeared between Zi Yue and the three elder turtles.

Yue Que took up his bow, three talisman arrows were already nocked, and he aimed at the three people.

Zi Yue frowned. Lan Hua, with his mere Refining Spirit Realm strength, was naturally no match for the three old men. So she stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Seeing this, the three old turtles also got into position.

However, the three elders were inwardly apprehensive. Having lived for nearly a thousand years, they had never fought against a celestial being.

The methods of a celestial being are extraordinary. The Alan Killing Sword in Zi Yue's hand alone is extremely terrifying and truly cannot be resisted by ordinary people in the Yuanxiang Realm.

It's likely that a single sword strike could shatter his greatest asset, the tortoise shell.

The powerful elemental energies inside the room clashed with each other.

A major battle is imminent.

Lan Hua was determined to get the tortoise shell, otherwise Zi Yue would die.

The room was quiet when suddenly a slightly childish voice came from inside; it was Baxia speaking.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Why are you about to start a fight over something so trivial?"

Baxia stretched and flew out of the cloth bag at Lan Hua's waist, landing on his shoulder.

He had been carrying Lan Hua and Zi Yue for a day, and as soon as he arrived in Lingzhou, he fell fast asleep.

He thought he wouldn't be involved anymore, but he was awakened by the terrifying Yuan energy from both sides.

"Dragon Prince!"

Jia Hao and the two old turtles exclaimed in surprise, greatly taken aback by Baxia's appearance.

"He really is a dragon's son!"

Jia Hao almost burst into tears, looking at Baxia, whose original battle posture had already dissipated.

Baxia, puzzled, tilted its head and asked, "What's wrong? Do you know me?"

Lan Hua and Zi Yue exchanged a glance, then withdrew their Yuan Power, both looking puzzled.

Jia Hao said, "Dragon Prince, don't you know your own origins?"