"I've never piloted an Immortal Shuttle." Su Clan's Sixteen shook her head.
Senior Turtle said, "I've been using Space Gates lately, and my sea-turtle form isn't suited to piloting a flying shuttle."
"Speaking of which, Senior Turtle, what does your human form look like?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.
Once a Demon Cultivator reached Fifth-Grade, they could undergo Transformation. Senior Turtle was a Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal-level existence, so he must have been able to transform long ago.
Senior Turtle chuckled. "You want to see my human form?"
"I'm a little curious," Song Shuhang replied.
Senior Turtle said regretfully, "What a pity. You're not handsome enough."
Song Shuhang said, "Huh?"
"My human form is only shown to people I consider handsome enough." Senior Turtle's forelegs shyly covered his cheeks. "I want to reserve my most beautiful side for the person I fancy."
Song Shuhang: "..."
Su Clan's Sixteen smiled and gently patted Shuhang, comforting him. "Shuhang is actually the type who grows on you."
"The type who grows on you—put plainly, that means he isn't handsome enough at first glance," Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword said.
Song Shuhang raised his head toward the sky—this time, he didn't send Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword the Blade-Nourishing Art.
That was because he had suddenly realized that Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword had been looking for chances to stab him in the heart lately, stabbing him in all sorts of ways.
Then it would use those heart-stabbing methods to trick him into giving it the Blade-Nourishing Art.
"Don't listen to Fellow Daoist Turtle's nonsense." At this moment, White Dragon Sister said calmly, "The cultivation technique it practices is very special, which makes it reluctant to display its human form. Whenever it reveals its human form, that means it's unleashing its strongest combat power."
"That sounds really cool," Onion