Chapter 616: Chapter 611: Whose Fortune Lies in the North?

After subduing the Spirit Turtle, Qin Feng did not rush to comprehend its divination talent.

Prediction Calculation was an abstruse ability that dealt with causality and fate, mysterious in essence and not something that could be mastered in a short time. Even though he could directly grasp it from the Spirit Turtle, some things couldn’t be learned just by studying them if placed before him.

Even if he could understand it, to actually use it would be fraught with difficulty, for it was no easy task to select the most likely future from countless possibilities.

Predicting fortunes and calamities was not something that could be mastered quickly.

Thus, Qin Feng set this matter aside for the time being, planning to carefully ponder over it when he was free. After all, the Spirit Turtle had become a Spiritual Beast under his command, and he could study it at any time; there was no need to rush!

As for the present, he planned to continue his original plan and travel first and foremost.

Just a few days into his travels, and he had encountered an Exotic Species Spirit Turtle with Prediction Talent, which not only completed the ninth layer space of the Demon Refining Pot but also gave him the potential to become a Heavenly Mechanism Mage. This made Qin Feng quite pleased.

Therefore, Qin Feng’s interest in the travels that lay ahead increased greatly, eager to know what opportunities he would encounter next. If he were to directly stumble upon the Cave Mansion of an Ancient Great Power, that would truly be a tremendous opportunity.

With endless beautiful expectations for the future, Qin Feng once again set out on his journey, continuing forward.

However, after flying for a moment, Qin Feng couldn’t help but slap his forehead, cursing himself for his foolishness in silence.

He then quickly summoned the Spirit Turtle.

“Master, for what do you summon me?”

The Spirit Turtle was originally in the second-layer space, refining Spirit Fruits within its body while also pondering its future plans.

Even though its life had drastically changed and it was now subjugated, being a turtle with the talent for Prediction Calculation meant it was naturally adept at scheming. So it had not completely given up the idea of escaping Qin Feng and was planning to slowly contemplate any opportunities for freedom that might arise in the future.

Even though the Prohibition from the Demon Refining Pot enveloped its entire being, not even sparing its Divine Soul, the ubiquitous nature of this Prohibition made any escape impossible.

But its current inability did not mean it would be the same in the future!

Thus, refining the Spirit Fruits to increase its strength was extremely important.

Even though it was exceedingly difficult, as long as Qin Feng let it out, it could devise a slow and steady plan–there might still be a day in the future when it could regain its freedom.

It was also because it was not yet aware of the Demon Refining Pot’s fearsome power; otherwise, knowing its origin, it might not have maintained such an optimistic mindset.

Just as the Spirit Turtle was settling its thoughts, Qin Feng called it out.

This startled it, fearing that Qin Feng had sensed its thoughts through the Prohibition and wanted to punish it.

So the Turtle Demon forced a smile and asked with a hint of guilt, “Master, for what do you summon your subordinate?”

“Oh, it’s nothing serious.”

Qin Feng said, “I don’t really have a destination for my travels. Aren’t you good at Prediction Divination and calculating fortunes? Then help me to divine whether my luck will be good or bad, calculate the opportunities, and suggest in which direction should I go.”

“Is that so!”

Hearing this, the Old Turtle breathed a great sigh of relief: “Master, rest assured, divining fortunes is my Talent Skill. Now that I have become your Spiritual Beast, my Qi Fortune is connected with yours, so I can definitely point out the most opportune path for you!”

“Is that so?”

Qin Feng looked at it skeptically: “Why do I feel like you were panting just now? Could it be that you are discontented and still harboring some sort of scheme?”

“Not at all! Absolutely not!”

The Old Turtle, relying on its turtle… face, which was vastly different from that of the Human Clan, wasn’t worried about Qin Feng seeing through its facade and brazenly fibbed without a hint of embarrassment: “Ever since I was subdued by the master, I have decided to follow only you, never harboring any second thoughts!

My loyalty is evident to heaven and earth, clear as day and night; the master can be completely at ease.

Besides, the Prohibition placed within me by the master is exquisitely crafted. I had never thought that such a Prohibition existed in this world before, and I wonder where the master learned such methods. It seems quite different from the secret Techniques of the Beast Taming Sect?”

Qin Feng glanced at its smooth, round turtle head: “What, are you trying to pry information out of me?”

He certainly wouldn’t take such transparent duplicity seriously. As someone who was also adept at flattery, Qin Feng was well aware of these tricks and wouldn’t be easily bamboozled by this Turtle Demon.

“Hehe, how could I? I was just curious for a moment.”

The Old Turtle tactfully refrained from probing further, instead shifting the subject, planning to seek understanding in the future.

After all, over time it was inevitable that Qin Feng would reveal some clues. Even if not comprehensively, that did not matter for one skilled in divination like itself. With just a few clues, it could divine and deduce the secrets hidden within, potentially finding a way to release the Prohibition on its body.

“Enough with the chatter.”

Qin Feng patted the Turtle Shell on its back: “Hurry up and divine my opportunities!”

“Yes, master!”

The Old Turtle had become very comfortable with the word ‘master,’ no longer feeling as oppressed as when it had first said it.

With its back emanating Spirit Light and a joyful expression quickly appearing, it said, “Master, to the North–your opportunity lies in the North!”

“Oh?”

Seeing the Old Turtle’s beaming face made Qin Feng suspicious, “Are you sure that the north holds my fortune? How come you seem even happier than I am?”

“Uh…”

The Old Turtle’s heart skipped a beat; he hadn’t expected Qin Feng to be so sharp.

Yet this Turtle Demon was always cunning. His expression did not change, not even his eyes moved as he maintained the same tone, “This servant was just thinking that accomplishing meritorious deeds for the master, would grant me more of the master’s regard in the future!”

“Is that so!”

Qin Feng, whether truly believing the demon’s bluster or not, actually nodded, “Very well then, since that’s the case, let’s head north.”

“Master is wise!”

The Old Turtle brown-nosed, “With your wise and sagacious leadership, and the assistance of a loyal subordinate like me who excels in divination, master’s future is bound to be limitless. Becoming an immortal is just a matter of course, and even starting a sect or becoming an ancestor is probably just around the corner!”

“Heh, is that so?”

Qin Feng lightly landed on the Old Turtle’s shell behind him, sat cross-legged, and patted the head of the Old Turtle as it craned its neck to look at him, “Since you say the opportunity lies to the north, lead the way. I want to see just how accurate your divination really is!”

“Uh…”

The Old Turtle hesitated, finding itself unexpectedly turned into a riding tool?

It looked back at the nearby White Dragon, then at Qin Feng, and was at a loss for words.

It wasn’t that the Old Turtle lacked confidence. Of all the Spiritual Beasts suitable to be riding tools in the Cultivation World, the Spirit Turtle was nowhere near the top of the list. You already have a powerful Giant Dragon to ride, why bother riding on my back?

Impressive, isn’t it?

Qin Feng paid no heed to the creature’s inner complaints. Seeing the Old Turtle look towards the White Dragon, he waved his hand and received the White Dragon into the Demon Refining Pot, then urged, “Let’s go, let’s see this fortune you speak of.”

“…Yes, master!”

The Old Turtle quickly resigned itself to fate; a riding tool it shall be. Compared to the fortune it had divined earlier, this temporary humiliation was trifling!

Remembering the auspicious divination signal of an immense fortune descending from heaven, the Old Turtle’s heart surged with excitement.

Because according to the divination, the one to benefit the most wasn’t Qin Feng, but itself.

That was why it had been so excited previously, nearly alerting Qin Feng.

It secretly resolved to be more guarded in the future, to avoid revealing its true feelings in front of Qin Feng, otherwise it would be in trouble if he saw through its disguise over time.

Above the clouds, the Old Turtle steadily maneuvered a white cloud, paddling its short legs leisurely. The pace wasn’t fast, but Qin Feng didn’t rush it.

His journey had no specific destination, so he left the Old Turtle to navigate. Fortunes were not affected by speed; the ones meant for him would present themselves at the right moment–there was no rush.

It was only he who was not in a hurry; elsewhere, there were others who were.

It hadn’t been long since Qin Feng mounted the Spirit Turtle when a rapid Light Escape flew towards them from the opposite direction.

At first, Qin Feng didn’t pay much attention, assuming it was another cultivator passing by. The other party was hiding within the Light Escape, and he didn’t want to casually activate his Yin Yang Ghost Eye to spy on their Light Escape.

But as they were about to pass each other, suddenly the Light Escape took a sharp turn and blocked the path of the Spirit Turtle!

“Youngster, it’s you!”

The Light Escape dissipated, revealing a tall and lean middle-aged man in tattered clothes!

His complexion was sinister, and his eyes bore a chilling gaze, staring at Qin Feng as though he wished to grind his bones to dust, making one’s skin crawl!

“Hm?”

Qin Feng looked up at the man’s torn gray robe, his messy hair, and the blood stains all over him, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

“Who are you?”

Upon hearing Qin Feng’s question, the tall man’s already anger-filled expression erupted in rage, “You bastard! You lured two Fierce Beasts to attack this Elder before, and now you even dare to mock me? You truly have some nerve, thinking a bit of skill makes you a match for this Elder?”

“Oh, it’s you!”

Hearing this speech, Qin Feng immediately recognized the man.

He was none other than Wei Wusheng, the Demon Cultivator they had encountered earlier.

Only, the man was now in a sorry state, covered in blood, and since Qin Feng had been focused on pursuing the Spirit Turtle before, he hadn’t paid much attention to Wei Wusheng and thus did not recognize him immediately.

“Those two Fierce Beasts weren’t lured by me.”

Qin Feng shook his head, “You can’t blame that entirely on me.”

“Who else could it be then?”

Wei Wusheng sneered, “Are you going to blame it on this Spirit Turtle?”