Chapter 50: The Eighth Great King's Turtle Treasure (Part 1)

  Xuán Kōng took the pearl from Wáng Qī's hand and examined it carefully, only then did he realize that this treasure was extraordinary.

  It was faintly emitting a spiritual aura, which was very dull and would not have been noticed by others. But it just so happened that he encountered Xuan Kong, who had a dragon pearl of Ao Lie, the third son of the West Sea Dragon King, and unexpectedly obtained the true dragon's power to transform into his second yuan god.

  He is most sensitive to the spiritual energy of the sea clan.

  It felt familiar, and from his own pocket he took out a small white dragon pearl. Compared to the closed eyes of the divine sense, it was only half a moment before he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Qi, "Ah" and said: "Junior brother, what is the origin of this pearl? Hurry up and tell me in detail!"

  Wang Qi said with a strange expression: "This is the old goods that can't be sold in our family's store, is there anything else strange about it?"

  Xuan Kong snorted in anger: "So many useless words, if you have something to say then speak quickly. If I'm not mistaken, I can even add a few more spiritual treasures for you."

  Wang Qi's mouth watered at the words, and he didn't dare say more nonsense. He simply picked up the key points and explained the origin of his family's treasure pearl. Xuan Kong's whole body shook, and he put the pearl in front of his eyes again, muttering: "It really is it!"

  Wang Jun was also hung beside him with a stomach ache and couldn't help but peek at the yellow fox that was lying on Wang Qi's head, making a nest and sleeping.

  Also squeezed in front of Xuan Kong, and asked: "Master, I think this pearl is shiny, but its shape is deformed, so it's probably not worth much?"

  As for this kind of bead, Wang's family indeed has a few, but what they have is the South China Sea pearl, which is round and full, and can't be compared to this deformed bead in terms of its appearance.

  Xuan Kong shook his head, looked at Wang Jun, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Wang Qi's head, rolled his eyes: "Fool, fool, the spiritual treasure is right in front of you and you don't even recognize it!"

  He couldn't bear to hit his own apprentice, but when it came to his master's younger brother, he didn't need to show any mercy.

  Wang Qi was slapped by Xuan Kong, stumbling and almost dropping the little fox on his head. The little fox let out a whimpering cry and quickly stretched out its small paws to grab onto Wang Qi's hair. Wang Qi's scalp tightened in pain, bringing tears to his eyes.

  "Blinking his eyes, he asked: 'Big Brother Master, just say it, what is this treasure after all?'"

  Xuan Kong didn't rush to answer, but instead held the treasure bead in his palm and examined it up and down. His two eyes rolled around restlessly, seemingly thinking of something. Wang Qi stretched out his hand to take back his own treasure bead, only then did Xuan Kong come back to his senses and withdraw his hand.

  "Ha ha! Alright little brother, I'll tell you a story about this tortoise treasure!"

  Wang Qi watched as his treasured pearl was being admired by Xuan Kong, and he also wanted to know what made this worthless thing so valuable in his household. So, he moved a chair over for Xuan Kong to sit down, and he and Wang Jun gathered around him, eager to listen.

  Xuan Kong Dao: "If I'm not mistaken, your ancestors in Lin Tao obtained this treasure from a family with the surname Feng, right?"

  Wang Qi said: "It seems that the broken house is indeed this surname."

  Xuan Kong smiled and patted Wang Qi's shoulder, saying: "That settles it then. This must be the turtle treasure that the ancestors of the Feng family obtained from the Eight Great Kings of Tao River." He said: "This turtle treasure is destined to be with my disciple, and it also has something to do with this sword."

  Wang Qi wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead, feeling that something was amiss.

  Xuan Kong continued, "This treasure sword of mine was won from Qingtong Jun of Weiyu Mountain in a wager on our magical skills. At that time, I heard him tell a story that took place over a hundred years ago. Qingtong Jun had set up a feast and invited guests to drink with him. Among the guests, there was a rough-looking man who drank the most heavily and only left after becoming thoroughly drunk."

  But whenever it comes to telling stories, a one-man show is always the most boring.

  A good story, apart from requiring a good narrator, also needs an audience's resonance.

  Wang Qi was a good listener, constantly asking "And then?" Xuan Kong smiled slightly and continued: "The rough man called himself the Eighth Great King. He was originally a thousand-year-old turtle spirit from the Tuo River who had become drunk on immortal wine at Qingtong Jun's place and transformed back into his true form while sleeping on the way back."

  "My father also said that drinking can lead to trouble, so it's better to drink less."

  Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "Those eight great kings are also demons that have become spirits. Even if the mortal world's wine is abundant, how can it possibly get him drunk? However, Qingtong Jun is a leading figure among the 36 grotto heavens and 72 blessed lands in the world. What he brews is the Three Realms' immortal wine."

  However, it was not something that the Eight Great Kings' thousand-year-old spirit could enjoy. As soon as the Eight Great King revealed his true form, he was caught by nearby fishermen using a fishing net and was about to be sold for meat when he was rescued by the ancestor of the Feng family. After the Eight Great King sobered up from his drunkenness, he also remembered the old kindness and transformed into human form again to find that Feng...

  Wang Qi sneered, "When we were on the mountain, Master always said that if someone is not of our kind, their heart must be different. I suppose it was one of the Eight Great Kings who harbored jealousy and wanted to go cause trouble for Feng Sheng?"

  In the depths of his heart, a "click" sounded. He had been living in the back mountain for a long time and didn't know how the old Taoist master taught his disciples. But unexpectedly, the one-browed Taoist master was also influenced by worldly affairs, teaching the disciples of Cangshan to oppose and kill each other with demons and monsters.

  This is not good.

  However, Xuan Kong couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. He just smiled and said: "But Brother, you're mistaken. The Eight Great Kings came to repay the debt of gratitude for saving their lives to Feng Sheng. They also treated Feng Sheng to a meal of millet wine, and in the midst of the drinking, they spat out the life-saving tortoise treasure from their mouths and gave it to Feng Sheng."

  "Is that the treasure turtle's pearl?" Wang Qi took a deep breath, unable to believe he had been blind to it, with the spiritual treasure right in front of him yet still unaware.

  He smiled and reached out to take the tortoise treasure from Xu Kong, but was slapped away by Xu Kong with a palm, asking: "Do you know what effect this tortoise treasure has and how to use it?"

  Wang Qi shook his head desperately, and Xuan Kong smiled: "This turtle treasure is implanted in the human body, which can open eyes and ears. Wherever there are treasures, no matter how deep they are buried underground, they can be discovered. Moreover, it is the essence of the eight great kings' thousand-year cultivation, and after obtaining it, one can suddenly increase the knowledge and experience of the eight great kings' thousand-year cultivation, which is most suitable for new disciples to use."

  Wang Qi pulled on Xu Kong's sleeve and said with a smile: "Big Brother Master, I'm just starting out, this is the most suitable for me to use!"

  Xuan Kong ignored his disguise as a newcomer and chuckled a few times, saying with a sly tone: "Speaking of which, my newly recruited disciple is also surnamed Wang. You and Wang Qi were from the same family five hundred years ago. And you are also the master uncle of this disciple of mine. Don't you have any intention to show some respect?"

  The cold sweat on Wang Qi's forehead finally flowed down, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's bad, my big brother is a treacherous thief. Alas, the spiritual treasure passed down from my family has fallen into his hands, but it's hard to get it back."

  Xuan Kong smiled slyly, his cunning eyes sizing up Wang Qi.

  Apart from this tortoise treasure being a pretty good treasure, what other ordinary objects can match the status of Xu Kong's great apprentice? Never mind, never mind, even if my apprentice suffers a bit, I'll just use this "junk" that Wang Qi's family couldn't sell as a gift for meeting! Anyway, no matter what, Xu Kong has made up his mind, and any good treasure that falls into his hands will never be returned intact!

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