Supreme Master - Chapter 58: The Little Black Turtle

Translator – Misty

Chapter 58: The Little Black Turtle

When Gu Qingfeng opened the stone door, he hadn’t expected to find nothing but ruins inside.

Amidst the ruins stood a well, its depths flickering with Purple-Gold Flames that burned like liquid fire. Above it floated a thumb-sized, multi-colored crystal.

Gu Qingfeng had no idea what the Purple-Gold Flames were.

Nor did he know what that multi-colored crystal was.

At this moment, he didn’t care. His attention was entirely drawn to a small black turtle.

It was a pitch-black turtle, about half a meter long, standing guard over the well. In its tiny hands, it clutched two dark axes. Its small head poked out from its shell, staring at Gu Qingfeng with wide eyes, a mixture of nervousness and fear written all over its face.

Gu Qingfeng had seen many strange spirit beasts in his lifetime, but a turtle wielding two axes? That was a first.

The little turtle was clearly on high alert, its tiny forehead glistening with sweat.

Gu Qingfeng could tell that the Great Ming King’s Sixfold Seal had been used to imprison this very creature. But why? The little guy seemed completely harmless—what was so dangerous about it that warranted such a powerful seal?

“Come here, little guy,” Gu Qingfeng beckoned with a smile, curling his finger.

The little turtle hesitated, its short legs retreating slightly. It then bared its tiny fangs in a feigned display of aggression before suddenly hurling its axes at him.

Gu Qingfeng casually caught one mid-air, inspecting it. The weapon was unfamiliar—not a magical artifact, nor a cultivation resource, nor connected to immortals or demons. It seemed more like a piece of bone, yet he couldn’t discern anything particularly special about it.

Without its weapons, the little turtle grew even more anxious. Seeing Gu Qingfeng approach, it scrambled atop the well and opened its mouth wide, attempting to swallow the floating multi-colored crystal.

Gu Qingfeng was faster. In a flash, he appeared beside the well and firmly grabbed the turtle’s shell.

The little turtle was terrified, flailing its limbs, baring its teeth, and stretching its neck in a futile attempt to bite Gu Qingfeng—but it couldn’t even reach him.

Gu Qingfeng watched the struggling creature with a mix of amusement and curiosity.

He could tell that this little thing had only just been born, its intelligence still in its infancy, akin to a three-year-old child.

In other words, it had been sealed inside the Great Ming King’s Sixfold Seal while it was still just an egg.

Could it be a fearsome creature?

It didn’t seem like it.

The world was vast and filled with countless mysteries. Humans weren’t the only intelligent beings—there were also demonic entities, ghosts, monsters, and an endless variety of spirit beasts, each with their own unique forms. Even among lions and tigers, there were thousands of different species.

So what exactly was this little turtle?

It struggled desperately, completely terrified.

“Relax, little one. I’m not here to hurt you. Go to sleep.”

With a casual motion, Gu Qingfeng performed a series of spiritual seals. A soft glow enveloped the turtle, and moments later, it fell into a deep sleep.

After tossing the turtle into his storage pouch, Gu Qingfeng finally turned his attention to the well.

Inside, the Purple-Gold Flames burned fiercely.

This was none other than Solar Purple-Gold Flame.

A truly rare treasure.

“I don’t know what kind of master built this cave dwelling, but acquiring Purple-Gold Sunlight Crystals was already impressive. To even have Solar Purple-Gold Flame? That’s remarkable.”

The sun was one of the supreme forces of heaven and earth, something even immortals and demons feared to touch.

And Solar Purple-Gold Flame was born from the sun itself, one of the Nine Great Sunfires, known for its pure yet violent nature.

Gu Qingfeng pondered for a moment before waving his hand, beginning to absorb the flames from the well.

Despite its destructive nature, Solar Purple-Gold Flame was no threat to him. Gu Qingfeng was a master of fire, and his body had been tempered by Nine Serenities Primordial Fire—he had no fear of it.

While absorbing the flames, he examined the floating multi-colored crystal.

The crystal was about the size of a fist, resembling a heart. Its surface was transparent, while its core swirled with a mixture of murky colors.

Gu Qingfeng studied it for a long time but couldn’t determine what it was. After hesitating, he extended his spiritual sense to investigate it.

It was profound. And strange.

His consciousness felt as though it had entered a mysterious space.

It was empty.

Completely void of anything.

What is this?A secret realm?An immortal domain?

Gu Qingfeng suddenly felt as if his five hundred years of experience had been wasted—because he had no idea what this thing was. He understood space manipulation well, having ventured through cave dwellings, secret realms, and even vast macrocosmic worlds.

Yet he had never encountered anything like this.

And it didn’t even seem to be a type of spatial realm.

So what was it?

Just as he was pondering this, he sensed something unusual. A voice echoed in his mind.

“Who are you!?”

Hmm?Someone else was here?No—It wasn’t a person.

It was another spiritual consciousness.

Yes.

Gu Qingfeng could tell.

“How did you enter my dream!?”

The voice came again, filled with disbelief. But Gu Qingfeng was puzzled.

Dream?

What was this?

Gu Qingfeng responded, “Who are you?”

“How did you enter my dream!? Who are you!?”

Spiritual communication required no words—only intent. Gu Qingfeng could sense that the entity was truly shocked. But he ignored its panic, more concerned with how investigating this crystal had led him into someone else’s dream.

Was this really a dream?

Gu Qingfeng had entered dreams before, both his own and others’. But if this was a dream, it was nothing like any he had encountered before.

“Tell me! Who are you!? If you don’t answer, I’ll erase your spiritual consciousness!”

Gu Qingfeng chuckled. “Go ahead. Try it.”

Boom!

The mysterious space suddenly shifted, engulfed in rolling flames. To Gu Qingfeng’s surprise, it was none other than Solar Purple-Gold Flame.

The raging fire surged toward him, but to no avail. His body had been refined by Nine Serenities Primordial Fire, and his spiritual consciousness was no exception. Even though Solar Purple-Gold Flame came from the sun itself, it couldn’t harm him—especially since what appeared here was only a mental projection of the fire, not the real thing.

“Your spiritual consciousness… It’s so strong! What kind of person are you!?”

Gu Qingfeng remained silent.

The voice continued, “With spiritual strength like yours, you can’t be an ordinary cultivator. Are you one of the Reincarnators?”

Hmm?Reincarnator?

‘Also’…?Did that mean this entity was one as well?

After a moment of thought, Gu Qingfeng asked, “Who were you in your past life?”

“Who are you!?”

Gu Qingfeng smirked and replied playfully, “In my past life? I was the heavens.”

“The heavens? Go to hell! Tell me who you really are!”

Just as Gu Qingfeng was about to respond, something felt wrong. Quickly withdrawing his spiritual sense, he realized the entire cave dwelling was shaking violently.

The well was now empty—the Solar Purple-Gold Flame had been completely absorbed.

The cave dwelling was collapsing.

Gu Qingfeng grabbed the floating multi-colored crystal, and as the structure began to disintegrate, he muttered:

“Time to leave.”

(End of Chapter)