The only change was that the turtles had begun making use of Black Tortoise's Transcendent Remains, and a few of them were progressing very quickly.
Scarface Turtle in particular could practically be described as "advancing at lightning speed"!
If it had not deliberately suppressed its size, it could easily have grown as large as half an island. No wonder its neck and head together rivaled the Great Hall in size.
"You still need to forge your own paths. Don't keep relying on Black Tortoise's Transcendent Remains!" Lord Stone Mama flew into a rage, scolding them without restraint. "Forging your own paths is what matters most. If you rely on the Transcendent Remains, when will you ever surpass Black Tortoise?"
"Old comrade Stone Mama, don't be ungrateful," Zhang Ming scoffed, sparing it no dignity. "This is the New World, not that old world of myth you used to live in."
"Times have changed, and the rules are completely different. Even a Peak Civilization struggles to forge its own path, and you expect a few turtles to do it? What makes them qualified?"
"Even if you brought Black Tortoise back to life and let it start over, it would most likely die halfway through. Times are different now. Starting a venture means going bust!"
"Let them live off their ancestor without any worries. Until they finish consuming the Transcendent Remains, they shouldn't go out adventuring. That's that."
Stone Mama was speechless.
It admitted that Zhang Ming made a great deal of sense, but seemed a little embarrassed. "Anyway, my Turtle Grandson Little White is going to forge its own path."
"You can keep the Transcendent Remains!"
The turtles chatted enthusiastically for more than two hours, discussing everyday affairs and stories from the Demon God's Sea. It was quite leisurely and relaxing.
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