Chen Yu Plays Along, Ye Fan Regrets It

Feeling Little Turtle's terrifying aura, Ye Fan, who was sitting nearby, straightened up, his expression turning solemn. He could not even beat Little Turtle now. He had to cultivate even harder.

Black Empress Clan's expression flickered uncertainly. It knew Little Turtle was serious this time and definitely would not let it muddle through again.

Catching sight of Chen Yu's faintly amused expression from the corner of its eye, a flash of inspiration struck Black Empress Clan. Since Chen Yu could produce an Immortal King weapon, his cultivation had to be at least at the Immortal King level.

Although it did not know what level an Immortal King was, since it was called an Immortal King, it had to be the king among immortals, surely stronger than immortals—in other words, stronger than its master, Great Emperor Wu Shi.

If Great Emperor Wu Shi was no match for Chen Yu, then there seemed to be nothing embarrassing about acknowledging Little Turtle as its big brother?!

Having figured that out, Black Empress Clan wanted to open its mouth and call out "Big Brother," but then it glimpsed Ye Chen and the others watching from nearby. The entire dog froze instantly.

It suddenly remembered that, in order to show off before Ye Chen, it had bragged quite a bit and mentioned Little Turtle more than once. This time, everything was fucking exposed. How was it supposed to hold its head up before Ye Chen in the future? That "Big Brother" got stuck in its throat and would not come out no matter what.

But then it seemed to think of some clever scheme. Grinning, it called, "Big Brother."

That "Big Brother" put Little Turtle in high spirits. It took out some immortal fruits from its little treasury and gave them to Black Empress Clan.