The sage was determined to die.

"The moment I saw it, I knew that turtle was no ordinary turtle..."

Ji Bai spoke with a serious expression, and just when everyone thought he was about to say something extraordinary, he casually uttered a sentence.

"Normal turtles never grow this big."

He reached out and hugged a large circle, his face cracking jokes and completely unserious, but his tone became serious: "I think the person behind this tortoise must have been unable to enter the Book Mountain, so they came up with this method."

"It's finally much easier to say this secret."

Ji Bai pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, but seeing that everyone still didn't understand, he continued, "When you see that turtle, you must all follow my instructions."

Seeing that no one responded, Ji Bai coughed lightly. Gongsun Yang, ever the opportunist, feigned difficulty and asked, "Are you worried that the turtle will kill us?"

Ji Bai shook his head and said, "It's not that bad. He's already pretending to be a turtle, so of course he's planning to keep a low profile."

"But," Ji Bai sighed, waving his hand, "what if that old man finds out we've discovered he was pretending to be a turtle, and he starts picking fights with us one by one when we get out?"

Gongsun Yang: "..."

He rubbed his forehead and forced a reply: "Those important figures certainly do that."

"Moreover," Ji Bai changed the subject, his expression both frivolous and cunning, "we're also going to rob him of his things."

……

"Achoo!"

The old tortoise would often sneeze, and the further north it went, the slower its limbs became, and its brain would slow down as well. The whole tortoise seemed to be irreversibly becoming animalistic.

"What's going on?" He gritted his teeth, crawling forward while reflecting, "Has this body become malfunctioning because I've died too many times?"

As he spoke, he looked down at the Wenxin fragments hanging around his neck, even though he couldn't actually see anything from his angle.

"I have a bad feeling about this..."

After saying this, he sighed helplessly. He had just too many enemies, and he couldn't even match this subconscious sense of crisis with any specific adversaries.

Just as the old tortoise was struggling to crawl forward, pairs of eyes were watching him intently from not far away.

"It's so big," Yan Ming exclaimed.

"So ugly," Gongsun Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

"The Wenxin fragment on his neck, it was indeed the one I had seen before."

When Ji Bai said this, there was a certain beauty in his blatant lying, without the slightest hesitation on his face, as if the fragment of Wenxin really had nothing to do with him.

"Such a large fragment, how come this turtle doesn't feel any pain at all?"

Yan Ming clicked his tongue in amazement, but after saying that, he suddenly fell silent and looked at Ji Bai, whispering, "Could it be that because it's a puppet, it doesn't feel pain at all?"

of course not.

Ji Bai thought about it carefully and said affirmatively, "I think so too."

"That thing around his neck must be a treasure."

Yan Ming licked his lips, but thinking about how painful it would be to hold that thing, he reluctantly said, "Ji Bai, how do you plan to steal it?"

"Let's go fishing first," Ji Bai said, then, realizing the other person probably wouldn't understand, he added bluntly, "I mean, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

He gestured with his hand to the turtle's neck and said, "Such a big thing, we're sure we're not the only ones interested. Let's wait until they're fighting over it, then we can go and reap the benefits."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Yan Ming grinned mischievously. "You're the one who knows everything."