Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 795

"Why should I tell you? Who are you?" the little turtle asked Darren.

"Hum! You are even more arrogant than me. I'll teach you a lesson!" The Water Kylin slapped the turtle.

"Ouch! That hurt!" The little turtle cried.

"Th... Sir, don't fight me anymore. I just live here... I came here too many years ago. I can't remember everything clearly." The turtle thought about Darren's question, but could not remember how much time had passed.

"Well, have you seen these things?" Darren showed the list of herbs on the parchment scroll to the little turtle.

"No, I haven't. Even if I did see these ragged plants before, I can't remember them now." The little turtle pouted.

But then, the ferocious expression on the Water Kylin's face changed the little turtle's tune in a hurry, "Ahem! I need to take a better look."

The little turtle pretended to study the scroll before he said, "Ah, I've seen these herbs before. There are a lot of them in that place. Let me take you there."

"Little bastard, are you thinking of cheating us?" Obviously, the Water Kylin didn't believe him at all.

"No! Absolutely not. I plucked this flower when I pursued Jill." The turtle pointed at the Burial Spirit Flower on the scroll.

"Who is Jill?" the Water Kylin asked curiously.

"She's the one I love. She is a big, beautiful female turtle," the little turtle said proudly.

"Pfft!" The Water Kylin laughed. He was about to vomit when he heard the name, Jill.

"Well, don't talk any more nonsense. Take us there now," Darren ordered.

"Okay, sir." The little turtle glared at the Water Kylin one last time before turning and swimming toward a direction. Mischief shone in his eyes.

After crossing many deep canyons and mountains under the sea, they didn't see the herbs they sought.

"Were you lying to us earlier? Are you intentionally wasting our time?" The Water Kylin was enraged.

"You must keep calm. Otherwise, how can you become powerful in the future?" the little turtle said with arrogance.

Hearing this, fury coursed through the Water Kylin. He wished he could kill the little turtle who was even more arrogant than him.

"We are almost there."

Before the Water Kylin could say anything, the little turtle pointed ahead.

A dark patch of water filled with rotten plants lay in front of them. And smelly water bubbles floated up from the seabed from time to time. There was no Burial Spirit Flower here.

"I know you want to scold me again, don't you? Open your fucking eyes and see. Do you see that small whirlpool over there?

If you can't even recognize this low-level access, don't blame me for calling you trash," the little turtle floated leisurely in the water as he cursed.

"Okay. This is indeed an access." Finley nodded and continued, "You are useless now. What's more, your mouth is smellier than a dead dog's. You can die now."

The little turtle widened his eyes and glared at Finley when he heard the threat.

"Fuck! What shameless bastards! I've brought you here. You can't be ungrateful."

But before he could finish speaking, a cold killing intent swept over.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." The little turtle kowtowed repeatedly.

"Sir, I shouldn't have said that. Please forgive me. Please spare me."

He moved toward the water whirlpool as he begged.

Gradually, he was less than a foot away from the whirlpool.

"You are just a bunch of losers! I will leave now!"

By now, half of his body disappeared into the whirlpool.

The others rushed into the whirlpool in an instant.

The little turtle panicked when he felt as though a huge mountain was suppressing him.

After a while, streaks of light pierced Darren and the others' eyes.