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"Changqing, I'm fine." Su Yuehe shook her head: "I was too anxious just now. I didn't take any protective measures and just habitually tried to interpret those words. My mental energy went astray."

An Changqing frowned. It was extremely rare that Su Yuehe couldn't recognize the golden characters floating on the turtle's back.

Su Yuehe's mind was not on An Changqing's concern at all at this moment.

Her head was still throbbing, but it was also accompanied by a chilling excitement.

Her way of gaining power is by deciphering the unknown.

Those golden characters were ancient demon script that had been lost for a long time. The torrent of information that had just swept through her consciousness caused internal injuries, but it also allowed her to glimpse a huge treasure trove.

If she can fully understand the meaning of those characters, her supernatural abilities will experience a substantial leap forward.

She needs to see it again, even if it means spitting out blood again. As long as she can remember the complete pronunciation and meaning of a single character, any price will be worth it.

Su Yuehe clutched the blood-stained tissue in her hand, then looked over An Changqing's shoulder and at the turtle in Hong Yuan's arms.

The Tongxuan Turtle stretched its neck and took a big bite of a compressed biscuit. It chewed very slowly and even burped, completely unaware of its status as a living library with a lifespan of thousands of years.

An Changqing frowned even more as he looked at Su Yuehe's pale profile.

He knew Su Yuehe's temperament well; her expression was definitely not due to being frightened or suffering from unbearable internal injuries.

Oh no, Su Yuehe is interested in new things again.

Based on his experience growing up, Su Yuehe seemed like an easy child, but once she got interested, she would become a completely different person.

She once locked herself up for a week to learn forbidden knowledge, and no one could call her out.

Su Yuehe may not crave power, but she yearns for knowledge, especially the unknown.

Su Yuehe lit a flame in her hand, burning the blood-stained paper to ashes, which then scattered in the wind.

She strode towards the three peculiar individuals who had returned from purchasing goods by the fountain.

"Yuehe," An Changqing called out to her.

Su Yuehe did not stop.

Only she herself knows what she just experienced.

Those golden ancient demonic characters exploded in her mind, bringing a devastating mental shock, but also an extremely pure flow of information.

The power of words is different from other supernatural abilities. It does not require the frantic accumulation of spiritual power, nor does it require endless physical training.

She needs knowledge to analyze the world, decipher its rules, and master more ancient languages ​​and lost texts; the more powerful her words will be.

Now, a super external database that has survived for thousands of years is right in front of us, still munching on a dry, compressed biscuit.

How could she miss it?

Seeing this completely out of control, Black Crow had no choice but to announce that the party was disbanding on the spot.

He had already heard Jing talk about the tortoise, the husky, and the cheetah.

Simply put, ask as few questions as possible.

What could Black Crow do? He was just an ordinary instructor.

Hongyuan held the base of the Tongxuan Turtle with one hand, while pinching the skin on its neck with the other, lifting it up slightly.

The turtle had just finished eating; its head was half-retracted into its shell, while its front claws were still paddling in the air.

"Besides eating, this thing also emits random lights. What were those glowing symbols just now? Could they be radioactive?" Hong Yuan muttered, turning to look at Yin Chen.

Yin Chen straightened his cuffs, not even glancing at her.

"Ancient demon script is an extremely compressed information carrier. People with insufficient mental strength will experience brain overload and crash when they read it."

His explanation was concise and to the point, and it was precisely because it was so clear that he hadn't even glanced at that precious knowledge.

Chen Guan stood to the side. He had actually glanced at it just now, but he didn't have any uncomfortable reaction, probably because his mental strength was extraordinary.

However, he wasn't very interested in any of these things; the only one he was interested in was...

Chen Guan raised his eyelids and saw Su Yuehe standing in front of Hong Yuan.

Hongyuan cautiously tucked the Mysterious Tortoise deeper into her bosom. This was the magical artifact that Instructor Jing had personally promised her to use to pass her academic exams.

She usually hates reading, so she's counting on this tortoise to perform amazingly in the exam.

"Red Kite..."

"No way." Hong Yuan refused decisively: "This is my private property. I'd be horrified if you even looked at it. If someone dies while I'm playing with it, the Great Wall gang will come after me."

Su Yuehe tried to calm her breathing, but the stabbing pain in her mind continued.

Ignoring Hong Yuan's rude attitude, she offered her bargaining chips: "I can pay the price—high-level demon cores, recovery potions, all sorts of rare and precious materials. Just name your price."

As an only child from a prominent family, Su Yuehe was even more wealthy and powerful than An Changqing.

Hongyuan carried the Tongxuan Turtle in one hand and held half a compressed biscuit in the other.

She looked at Su Yuehe in front of her, her mind quickly processing the words she had just heard.

These are the things that Hongyuan usually lacks the most.

Her heavy axe required a huge amount of special metal to repair each time. Because it was so heavy, she often dragged it on the ground, which meant that she needed to maintain it almost every time.

With only the monthly stipend from the college, she could only afford to eat free steamed buns in the cafeteria.

She pulled the Tongxuan Turtle closer to her chest, her eyes shining even brighter than before when she read the ancient demon script.

"Are you serious?" Hong Yuan leaned closer, looking Su Yuehe up and down.

Su Yuehe nodded. She met Hong Yuan's gaze without flinching, her tone calm: "As long as you can get this Tongxuan Turtle to display those ancient demonic scripts again, whatever you want, just write down the order, and I'll prepare it."

An Changqing stepped forward, blocking Su Yuehe's path. "Yuehe, this is too dangerous. You just overloaded your mental energy; if it happens again, your mental world will be damaged."

Su Yuehe pushed An Changqing's arm away. She looked into An Changqing's eyes.

"Changqing, there is only one path to advancing in the realm of Word Power. If I don't explore the unknown, I will always be one step behind. Those words are more precious to me than any rare treasure."

An Changqing was about to say something when Hong Yuan interrupted their conversation.

With a wave of her hand, she lifted the Mystic Tortoise in her arms high and shoved it directly in front of Su Yuehe.

"What else is there to say! We're sisters! Talking about money hurts feelings. I'm just a simple person who likes to help others!"

The Mystic Turtle futilely paddled its four short legs in mid-air. The compressed biscuits it had just eaten were still churning in its stomach, and its tiny green beady eyes were filled with helplessness.

It's a knowledge-based monster with a long lifespan, yet in this woman's hands, it's treated like a turtle sold by weight at the market.

Did it agree? Nobody even asked for its opinion.

How can you be so selfish?

Unfortunately, it had no chance to resist.

The suppressive power of the Xuanwu bloodline prevented it from even entertaining the thought of escaping.

A world was born only when the Mysterious Turtle was injured.