ter."Isn't it here yet"Chen Ping glanced down the pitch-black path, his brow furrowed slightly.He didn't expect the village to be so far, hidden deep in the mountains."Almost there, a valley ahead, th...Chen Ping also stood steadily on the back of the giant sacred tortoise. This enormous sacred tortoise was clearly moving faster!

Along with its swimming, the sacred turtle also constantly jumps and emits low rumbles!

"Look, this little cultivator, he probably can't even hold out for a minute..."

"One minute Are you kidding me, it'll be done in thirty seconds at most!"

"It's truly like a newborn calf fearless of tigers, a Fifth-Rank Hunyuan Realm cultivator daring to tame the greatest Saint Turtle!"

When everyone saw Chen Ping standing on the back of the sacred turtle and being taken away, the crowd started discussing it again!

He won't last more than twenty seconds, I felt the power of this holy turtle!

Yè Fēngqīng spoke up. He said that to save face, after all!

After all, the boast was made, yet he failed to tame the holy turtle. What a disgrace!

Upon seeing Ye Fengqing say this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Now that many people are paying attention to Chen Ping, fewer people are paying attention to Jin Dong. This has also reduced Jin Dong's exposure risks!

Even so, Jin Dong didn't dare to be careless. He suppressed the energy within his body with all his might and, relying on his brute strength, remained steady atop the tortoise shell!

Chen Ping didn't, like others, use a heavy-handed technique to force himself to stand firmly on the tortoise shell. Instead, he retracted all his energy and slowly sat down on the tortoise shell, gently stroking it with both hands as if caressing his own child!

He hoped that this way, the sacred turtle would weaken its internal resistance, making its movements slow down!

At this moment, a holy light also began to emanate from Chen Ping's body. Although this light was not as powerful as that of the Ghost Old Man of Mozhan Mountain, able to illuminate everyone, Chen Ping's light was softer.

Soon, the gigantic sacred turtle following Chen Ping was enveloped by this light. Under its influence, the sacred turtle began to slow down!

Seeing this, everyone was very surprised!

And that Ye Fengqing's face turned gloomy, because at this time Chen Ping had been on the tortoise shell for several minutes, it wasn't the twenty seconds he said!

This is undoubtedly slapping him in the face!

Chen Ping didn't notice the attention from the people on the spirit boat. After seeing the sacred turtle slow down, Chen Ping was delighted. He then released a divine sense and intended to communicate with the sacred turtle!

To tame the Holy Turtle and have it acknowledge you as its master, you must align your thoughts with those of the Holy Turtle.

After all, the spiritual intelligence of this sacred tortoise is not inferior to that of humans!

If you don't gain the approval of the Holy Turtle, then simply taming its physical body is useless!

Just as Chen Ping's divine consciousness was about to enter the sacred tortoise's sea of consciousness, the sacred tortoise started resisting. It sped up its swimming and rolled constantly in the sea!

When everyone saw the holy turtle exerting its power once more, they all felt invigorated.

"It seems this holy turtle is huge, indeed difficult to tame. I thought it was going to succeed just now."

"The larger the size of a sacred tortoise, the higher its intelligence. Therefore, to gain its recognition, one must communicate through divine consciousness."

"It seems this holy turtle doesn't want to be tamed by a mere nascent soul stage five cultivator. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing."

"Haha, it's just an animal. What face does it need"

Someone suddenly burst into laughter, calling the holy turtle a beast!

The moment the words left his mouth, all eyes turned to the cultivator who had just burst into laughter.

And that laughing cultivator also seemed to realize he had said the wrong thing, his face changing instantly!

But it was too late, for two holy turtles rose from beneath the spirit ship, slapping water and seeming to fly!

Two giant jets of water shot directly at the laughing cultivator!riod this year, I don't know what the mortal world would become like. It seems we should cultivate well!”From then on, Humazi did begin to practice crazily. For a whole year, he didn't get close to an...