The two demonic sea turtles couldn't help wondering why Lu Xiaotian, with his astonishing cultivation, had come to an island so small that even they didn't think much of it. It seemed he had no intention of leaving anytime soon, either. Stranger still, though he was here, the immortal spiritual energy around the island had barely changed.
That suggested Lu Xiaotian might not be cultivating here after all. Otherwise, wouldn't the island's immortal spiritual energy have been depleted? If his cultivation had caused any unusually strong fluctuations and upset the balance of spiritual energy in these waters, the demonic black storks that lived not especially far away would have followed the disturbance here long ago.
Managing the islands within a few hundred miles took little effort. With nothing to do, the two demonic sea turtles were going stir-crazy. Normally, they would have been content to bask in the sun and sea breeze, occasionally diving underwater to catch something to eat.
But now they had to work for Lu Xiaotian. If they did a poor job, they risked angering this unfathomably powerful dragon. Many dragons had ascended from jiao, and their nature was fierce; one small mistake could be enough for him to swallow them whole. Though the two were now cowering in fear, they wouldn't dare flee. With their abilities, even if they ran for several days, they still couldn't escape his pursuit across this boundless ocean.
The two demonic sea turtles listlessly passed their days on the island. From time to time, they also patrolled the nearby waters, doing their best to keep any demonic creatures no stronger than themselves at a distance and avoid disturbing the dragon's peace. They were so cautious that even when cultivating, they feared that making too much noise might bring some unpredictable disaster.