Shennong Dao Master

Chapter 1858: Chapter 12: The Value of the Spirit Void Turtle, the Turtle Clan’s Supremes Are Watching!

"My Main Self will conduct research, while the Void Grassman will take charge of the overall situation."

With a thought, the Main Self and the Void Grassman switched roles, each setting off on their respective tasks.

Another eight World Star Days passed.

A message notification came from the Star Mirror.

[Coral-level member Zhao Xing, the informational value of your group’s report has been confirmed.]

[The Primordial Realm has adopted your naming for the new Turtle Clan species, rewarding you with 150,000 merits.]

A name, better than nothing, this reward is just a token gesture.

Zhao Xing continued reading.

[Your group was the third to submit the life chart of the Spirit Void Turtle.]

[Your group was the second to submit the imprinted innate skills.]

[Your group was the eighteenth to submit the analysis of medicinal value.]

[Your group was the eighteenth thousand to submit part of the ’Qinghe Realm’ map (potential Reincarnation Realm regions).]

[Based on your submitted samples being of the ’Initial Reincarnation Realm,’ your group has been awarded a total of 15.75 million merits. You can freely distribute them among members or purchase team-based weapons.]

"Despite our rush, someone still got ahead," Mechanical Master Gu Ming, Doctor Lou Lanxiao, and scholar Ruan Shuheng expressed some frustration.

Being not the first means a significant reduction in merit rewards.

It was Zhao Xing’s group’s Spirit Ruins Turtle, being at the Reincarnation Realm level, that entered the realm of tens of millions in merits.

If it were just the Tao Domain Realm? At most, it would be a million merits, and possibly only several hundred thousand.

After all, of the million exploration personnel entering this time, almost all are at the Tao Domain Realm, and dealing with similarly ranked lives is a breeze.

With no difficulty, the reward is naturally less.

Only dealing with the Reincarnation Realm gets a high merit reward.

"If we were first, the merits would indeed be several times higher, but there’s no helping it, the competition is too fierce," Tuoson said. "Any elite group dispatched by a superpower has the capacity to handle Reincarnation Realm lives."

"Tuoson is right, not grabbing first is normal," Zhao Xing said. "However, we got over ten million merits, which is already quite good for an opening achievement."

"Alright, stop regretting, cheer up, let’s split the rewards quickly and continue our action."

"Hahaha, splitting the money, splitting the money!"

"That’s true, with so many merits, we hardly expended any effort."

"Let’s divvy up the loot!"

The atmosphere quickly became cheerful again.

For the 15.75 million merits, Zhao Xing’s distribution principle was that everyone shares, and more work gets more.

Even non-combat members, although they didn’t participate in the combat, played a role; fifty people each had 100,000 merits to take, including the seemingly useless Priest Ji Yuan.

The remainder was primarily given to the battle team, alongside scholar Ruan Shuheng, Doctor Lou Lanxiao, and Mechanical Master Gu Ming.

Zhao Xing himself intended to take only 200,000, considering an extra 100,000 as a formality.

But all three combat teams disagreed.

The reason was that without Zhao Xing’s command, any other commander’s mistake in timing could have resulted in casualties.

"Mr. Zhao, you must take 100,000, otherwise holding these merits will burn our hands," Priest Ji Yuan said nervously.

He did nothing, not even lifting a finger, yet received 100,000 merits.

"Indeed, without the Sea Communication Envoy’s timing control, capturing the Reincarnation Realm great demon wouldn’t have been so smooth," Wu Chuanlan said.

"Agreed."

"Seconded."

Seeing everyone say this, Zhao Xing didn’t hesitate anymore. "Alright, since you all agree, let’s settle it this way."

At this moment, a man holding a Star Disc suddenly glanced sideways at the string window, frowning slightly.

Zhao Xing noticed the expression of this Fate Master and couldn’t help but ask, "Chu Siming, is something wrong?"

Chu Lanxing pinched his fingers together and then said, "Sir, I just sensed a faint sense of prying, the Destiny Dao resonated."

"Prying? The Qinghe Realm consists mainly of primitive Demon Races, where would there be a Fate Master?" Bi Gang joked, "Surely the Spirit Void Turtle doesn’t know fortune-telling."

"Right, the intelligence provided by the Empire indicates that currently, the Lower Three Realms show no clear signs of civilization," Gu Ming also nodded.

"Maybe I sensed incorrectly," Chu Lanxing wasn’t certain either, "after all, it’s my first time entering the Origin Realm, maybe the great Dao confused my senses."

"Not necessarily," Zhao Xing said seriously, "the intuition sense of a Fate Master should never be ignored."

"Who can claim that, after billions of years, no cultivator civilization emerged in this Origin Realm? Even if the Spirit Void Turtle can divine, it’s not impossible."

"Chu Siming, can you perceive who the prying feeling was directed at? Was there any specific target?"

Chu Lanxing shook his head, "It’s too weak, unclear, without specific direction."

"Can you recall when the sensation happened?"

Chu Lanxing thought, "About four hours ago, approximately when sir ordered people to handle the spirit turtle."

"Where did the prying sensation originate from?"

Chu Lanxing manipulated the Divination Plate in his hand, and everyone was momentarily dazed, as if time and space produced ripples.

"Taiyin 9, Sun 16, East Yi Wood."

Zhao Xing found this coordinate somewhat odd when he heard it.

Because part of the coordinate Chu Lanxing mentioned was precisely the entrance to the Middle Three Realms.

However, he couldn’t deduce the exact location.

Could this prying sensation be real, and indeed from the Middle Three Realms?

"Then we’ll explore in this direction!" Zhao Xing ordered.

He was just lamenting about not having a good reason to locate the entrance to the Middle and Upper Three Realms, and now, Chu Lanxing had given him one.

But whose prying sensation could this be?

...

Spirit Ruins Origin Realm, one of the Upper Three Realms, the Zhu Star Realm.

In the center of the starry sky of the Zhu Star Realm, an Ocean Palace floats.

Deep within the Ocean Palace, a petite crystalline emerald-green turtle statue opened its eyes, shedding a tear.

"Wuu~ Gui’er is dead... who, who killed my beloved Gui’er!"

The green turtle’s gaze passed through layer upon layer of realm barriers, trying to see the true culprit behind his descendant’s death.

Yet after passing through the numerous realm barriers, it couldn’t discern who it was.

He only knew that a bizarre large ship stopped nearby, accompanied by a small human figure resembling sand grains.

He tried hard to enlarge this figure, but the facial features remained blurry.

However, the green turtle was astounded.

"They have appeared, they have appeared!"

"The ancestor once said that after thirteen thousand four hundred and fifty Rain Immortal Festivals, a foreign species called the Human Clan would descend upon our world, their appearance resembling the Demon Ape Clan, yet more terrifying!"

"The Human Clan, the evil Human Clan has appeared!"

The green turtle immediately withdrew its gaze, swimming out of the water in shock, and quickly headed towards their supreme Turtle Clan Holy Temple.

He must quickly convey this message to the Holy Temple, preparing the entire Zhu Star Realm to resist the evil extraterrestrial race!