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“You, you, you wretched servant girl, do you think I’m a pushover just because I don’t show my might?” The Ming Sea Divine Turtle was so angry that it leaped three feet high. If Beiting Huang had not seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed that a turtle could actually jump. It raised its front paw, pointing at Beiting Huang, spitting as it cursed, “I tolerated your sword strike and didn’t haggle over it, out of respect for Yan Ye who once saved me, and now, now you push your luck further?”

“Since Yan Ye saved your life, then I won’t feel any guilt. The debt of a saved life should be repaid with one’s own life. I’m not necessarily asking for your life, just a bit of your blood, yet you dare to refuse?” Beiting Huang’s gaze was fierce. This turtle had incredible strength, which she could feel. This creature was no less than Agul, and she was determined to have it.

“Beiting Huang, he’s been to the Dark Demon World. If you can subdue him, he will be a great help to you when you go there. In fact, in the whole Rubis World, there’s none more suited to be your guide,” Yan Ye chimed in to encourage her.

By this point, Qiong Qi and the others were so shocked they were speechless. The old turtle too was looking at Yan Ye, none of them could have guessed that when Yan Ye saved this old turtle and imprisoned him here thousands of years ago, it was all a preparation for today.

This man, for over ten thousand years, oh, no, for more than ten thousand years, since he left the Dark Demon World and met Princess Ninth Huang in the Western Wilderness, everything he did was for the girl in his arms.

Yan Ye was now beyond reliance, and the Ming Sea Divine Turtle could only save himself. He realized that he was unlikely to defeat Beiting Huang. Since this girl was Yan Ye’s woman, who knows how many tricks she had up her sleeve. The Central Continent had a plane suppression over him; even if he could defeat Beiting Huang, he might not be able to shake Yan Ye.

Over the years, he had continually resisted. Although Yan Ye didn’t give him too much trouble, the gap between him and Yan Ye was not visible to others, but he was acutely aware of it.

“Servant girl, as you know, it was Yan Ye who saved me. I owe him the debt of saving my life, not you. How can you have the nerve to demand repayment of this favor?” The Ming Sea Divine Turtle said, so angry that its mung bean eyes were nearly bulging out.

Beiting Huang sneered, hovering in mid-air, her red skirt swaying in the air, a pair of jade legs shimmering with a faint nine-colored light, “You acknowledge the life-saving debt you owe to Yan Ye, and since you recognize me, you should also know that Yan Ye is my man. What you owe him, is tantamount to owing me.”

What an utterly shameless woman!

The Ming Sea Divine Turtle cursed inwardly, not daring to utter these words aloud. Seeing the proud smile on Yan Ye’s face after hearing the words that bordered on a confession, and the undeniable deep affection in his eyes, the Ming Sea Divine Turtle understood that if he cursed aloud, Yan Ye would certainly be set on turning him into a dish.

Yan Ye’s face gently caressed Beiting Huang’s, and even though she reeked at that moment, he couldn’t bear to let her go. Beiting Huang, in turn, grabbed his hand, her sharp eyes still fixed on the Ming Sea Divine Turtle, “I know you’re unwilling to accept this, good, if you’re unwilling, I will beat you until you are willing!”