I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 127 A Turtle

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mengqi didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the closer they got to Sanqing Mountain, the heavier the rain was.

As we approached Qingshui Town, a torrential downpour began pounding against the windshield, rendering the wipers useless and completely obscuring the road ahead.

With no other option, Wei Xiaole had to pull over and stop the car.

"This rain is abnormal."

Dongfang Shuo looked at the heavy rain outside with a face full of curiosity.

"That's abnormal."

Meng Qi rolled down the car window beside her, and a hot wind mixed with heavy rain rushed in, but it was all blocked in an instant, not a single drop fell into the car.

"Ow"

Suddenly a howl came from afar, like a wolf howl, but not quite.

Meng Qi sat up straight, her dark eyes narrowing – it was Xiao Long!
This creature has had a strange cry since birth, and it hasn't changed to this day, so even from a great distance, she can accurately identify it.

The little dragon is skilled at controlling water, and it should like this kind of heavy rain, so it shouldn't be howling like it's angry at this time.

What did it encounter?
Meng Qi closed her eyes and released her divine sense. In the pouring rain and mist, in a hidden river leading to Sanqing Mountain, she saw a giant tortoise lying at the entrance to Jiaolong Pool. Three whirlpools were constantly rotating on its dark shell. The tortoise raised its head high and coldly stared at the small dragon hovering in mid-air.

Mengqi understood; the heavy rain was caused by the battle between the tortoise and the little dragon.

In addition, several figures were climbing up the stone wall above Jiaolongtan towards Sanqing Mountain, but because of Xiaolong, they fell into the pool water like dumplings every time they climbed halfway.

Meng Qi vaguely sensed that there were two powerful beings who hadn't yet arrived in a place beyond her divine sense's detection.

Fortunately, the mountaintop is still safe for now. She saw her mother standing on the rocks with an umbrella, while Uncle Zhang sat cross-legged under the only remaining eaves of the Sanqing Temple, holding his gun.

But this situation probably won't last long; when Xiaolong isn't looking, those things will always manage to climb up.

Before withdrawing her divine sense, Meng Qi went to her own home to "check" but couldn't find her master.

She thought of a place that her divine sense could not explore.

The secret passage with eighteen bends—wasn't it said that there was something unusual there?
Master should be there.

"Xiao Le, start the car and drive forward."

Wei Xiaole didn't ask why. Following Meng Qi's instructions, she stepped on the gas and sped forward even though she couldn't see the road clearly. After a few turns, the car arrived at the back of Sanqing Mountain.

Meng Qi opened the car door and got out. The rain, which was about to hit her head, turned and hit her feet instead, but didn't touch her at all.

Dongfang Shuo's eyes widened in shock upon seeing this scene. "Meng Qi, you..."

This shouldn't be a water-repelling technique, I've never heard of her knowing that before.

Although the Xuanmen sect mainly focuses on talismans, it also knows a wide variety of spells, making it quite versatile among cultivators.

However, the art of avoiding water had long been lost, and even his great-grandfather did not know it; he had only heard of it.

Just like now, if he and Xiaole got out of the car, they would be soaked to the bone by the downpour. "You two stay here. There are a lot of demons appearing over at Jiaolongtan. I'll try my best to drive them this way." Mengqi paused and then added, "Kill them if you can, let them run if you can't. In short, your safety must be the priority. Xiaole, my grandpa said that you can only do what you want while you're alive. Once you're dead, you're worthless and useless."

Wei Xiaole understood what she meant and smiled, "Don't worry, I value my life. You, on the other hand, be careful."

Meng Qi nodded, then looked at Dongfang Shuo, who was also looking at her expectantly, waiting for her instructions. But the next second, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Dongfang Shuo:
What do you mean? My life isn't my life?

soy Mujer!
When Meng Qi reappeared, she had already raised her knife and chopped at the turtle's head.

With a loud bang, the black iron blade collided with a giant wave brought up by a whirlpool. Water splashed everywhere, the whirlpool dissipated, and Meng Qi was also shaken back into the Flood Dragon Pool by the huge force. Then, her body was caught by the little dragon, and she was steadily mounted on his back.

"Little Black, you're no good. You can't even cut down a turtle."

Hei Feng stared at the dark tortoise below for a long time, then clicked his tongue and said, "I heard that the Demon King's wife's mount is a descendant of the Black Tortoise, the Black Tortoise. Could this be it?"

Xiao Qi swung her legs, stretched out her hand and spread her fingers. A water ball spun in her palm and grew bigger and bigger. When its diameter was as long as her two arms combined, the little dragon spun twice in mid-air and then suddenly swooped down. Xiao Qi took the opportunity to smash the water ball in her hand hard at the ink turtle.

The turtle shell, which originally had three whirlpools on its back, had one of them broken apart by Meng Qi, and now one of them has disappeared due to a collision with the water ball.

At the same time, the torrential rain turned into moderate rain, and it was limited to Sanqingshan. Even Qingshui Town, three kilometers away, suddenly cleared up without any warning.

"Little Black, which is harder, your shell or its tortoise shell?"

"It's hard to say, but it's strange. Why would the old demon king be willing to send over his wife's mount?"

Meng Qi didn't care about mounts; right now, it was bullying the little dragon, and all she wanted to do was kill it.

The man, the dragon, and the sword were all focused on the turtle below, discussing how to cut off its head. Before they knew it, two little demons had climbed up the mountain.

Fortunately, she was punched away by her mother as soon as she went up.

Meng Qi watched as the thing flew away in a parabola into the distance, and coincidentally, the direction it was heading was exactly where Wei Xiaole and Dongfang Shuo were.

"What is that thing?"

Forgive Mengqi for her poor eyesight, but she really couldn't tell what that thing with a long tail and a big head, which looked a bit like a crocodile but wasn't quite, was.

"Sister, that's a fish spirit." Xiao Long's speech was much more fluent now, and he was no longer just spitting out words one by one. He looked at the flying fish spirit with some disdain as it turned into a fat-headed fish when it landed. "Look, that's its original form. It wanted to come to Jiaolong Pool many days ago, but I chased it away."

The chubby fish's landing shook Wei Xiaole's SUV. Then, two men got out of the car, one with a long gun and the other with a knife, and immediately started slashing.

Meng Qi withdrew her gaze and focused her attention back on the turtle.

Just then, as she looked over, the turtle was also looking at her. Now, only a whirlpool remained on the turtle's back, gathering wind and rain. It was the largest and located in the very center of the shell, and it had absorbed a lot of the water in the Jiaolong Pool.

But if that's all there is to it, what's the point?

Even Meng Qi could see that although this turtle was strong and not easy to kill, its attack power was really limited. It was the kind of turtle that was good at defense but not good at attack.

So, what's the purpose of it stirring up trouble here?

(End of this chapter)