Now that they've met, the misunderstanding has been cleared up, which means that the Peach Fruit Old Man knows that it is not its owner.
Why would the Peach Fruit Old Man send the Little Turtle to rescue him?
Moreover, judging from the Little Turtle's current unwilling and reluctant appearance—rolling its eyes and showing impatience—any discerning person could tell that it was forced to come.
This made him even more puzzled.
To his surprise, the Little Turtle immediately bristled when he asked that question.
"What the hell would an explanation do? If it did, would I be so bored as to search for you everywhere and save you? Whether you live or die is none of my business!"
The Little Turtle became more and more excited as it talked, and its saliva sprayed out even more profusely.
If Jiang Fan hadn't reacted quickly enough and used his Psychic Power to defend himself, he would probably be spitting on him right now.
"One by one, the Crazy Woman in the Wang Family are like this, and my dear Brother Peach is like this too. The more I explain, the more it seems like I'm just trying to prove that you're my master."
In the end, the Little Turtle suddenly felt wronged and even seemed about to cry.
Jiang Fan even saw tears welling up in the Little Turtle's eyes.
Thinking back to the past, no matter how the Little Turtle explained, Wang Yao remained steadfast in her belief that she was the reincarnation of that person, which reminds one of Peach Fruit Old Man's similar situation.
Hmm... At this moment, he inexplicably felt sorry for the Little Turtle.
"How about I explain it to you next time I see your Brother Peach?"
"Explain my ass!" Another glob of spittle sprayed from the Little Turtle's mouth.
Jiang Fan could clearly see the Little Turtle's tonsils, which showed how loud and forceful its roar was.
"Let you explain? I'm afraid Brother Peach will think I'm threatening you, and then he'll accuse me of trying to suppress or kill my master," the Little Turtle said, both angry and aggrieved.
"Ahem." Jiang Fan cleared his throat, deciding it was best to end the topic first.
His gaze shifted and landed on the group of monstrous beasts crawling on the ground, trembling with fear.
Suddenly, a rather bold idea popped into my head.
So he tentatively asked, "Is it possible to suppress them to the point of severe injury, leaving them barely alive?"
"What??"
The Little Turtle paused for a moment, turned its head to look at Jiang Fan, and blinked its two round Xiaoyan.
"You cripple them for me, leaving me only a breath left so I can kill them," Jiang Fan explained again.
Actually, the Little Turtle did hear Jiang Fan's words clearly, but it just didn't immediately grasp the meaning behind them.
"You have the nerve! You actually told me what to do! You dare to order me around and make me work for you?"
The Little Turtle looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief, then turned its trembling tonsils toward him again.
"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it."
Jiang Fan knew how bold his idea was, but the bold get rich while the timid starve, especially in this era where the strong are respected, one must have the sharpness and courage that Martial Artist must fight for.
"I--" The Little Turtle choked for a moment, its two round, bright eyes staring at Jiang Fan.
A moment later.
Jiang Fan, feeling quite pleased with himself, approached the Seven Star demon beast after killing a Six Star demon beast.
With a powerful slash, the blade shattered, yet the Seven Star Demon Beast remained completely unharmed.
It seems we have no choice but to use Spirit Weapon.
Although he didn't like using swords, he had to admit that the Spirit Weapon was truly magical.
With one slash, the skin was instantly torn open and the flesh was exposed.
But that's about it.
It wasn't that his Spirit Weapon was ineffective; it was that his overall strength was simply too low.
"Uh..." Jiang Fan turned around and looked at the Little Turtle.
"Give it another good blow, leave it with just a breath left. Hmm, just a tiny bit of breath."
The Little Turtle, which was drawing circles on the ground with its back to Jiang Fan, turned around and glared at him angrily.
A dozen seconds later, the Little Turtle released its aura.
The Seven Star Beast immediately coughed up blood, its eyes rolled back, and it was on the verge of death.
After doing all this, it turned its shell towards Jiang Fan again and continued drawing circles on the ground.
He muttered to himself as he drew.
"I'm not following your orders, I'm just following Brother Peach's instructions. I'm afraid Brother Peach will be unhappy. Yes, that's it."
The more you chant like this, the more blocked your mind becomes, the more blocked your heart feels, and the more your brows furrow, until finally your facial features are distorted together.
Something just feels off...
In particular, Jiang Fan's words, "If you don't want to, then forget it," kept popping into its mind.
And the way Jiang Fan looked at it... made it hard for it to refuse...
Hmm, something's not right, something's very wrong.
It must have forgotten to check the almanac before going out today; it must have lost its mind.
Although it never used to consult the almanac before going out, this must be the reason.
With the help of the Little Turtle, Jiang Fan channeled his Psychic Power into his Spirit Weapon and unleashed several strikes, finally sending the Seven Star Beast away.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master! You have successfully killed a Seven Star Monster. You have done a good deed. Your points have been increased by 500.]
500 came in all at once!
Wow!
Serving the Crazy Old Man once costs 1000, and killing two Seven Star demonic beasts is almost as good as serving the Crazy Old Man.
Continue, continue.
Jiang Fan then approached another Seven Star demon beast, before turning back to look at the Little Turtle.
The Little Turtle glared at him fiercely again, then exerted its pressure, almost killing the Seven Star demon beast.
Moving on to the next one.
This time, Jiang Fan didn't even need to look back at the Little Turtle. As soon as he arrived in front of the third Seven Star demon beast, that Seven Star was already barely clinging to life.
In no time at all, Jiang Fan had sent all the demonic beasts away.
I felt very happy, but there was still a little regret.
"What a pity, that Eight Star demonic beast was reduced to dust, otherwise it would have been a huge fortune."
Hearing this, the Little Turtle could no longer hold back.
He dropped the branch he had been drawing circles on and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Fan.
"You little brat, are you complaining about me? Huh?!"
Jiang Fan instinctively raised the Spirit Weapon in front of him.
Although this thing is just for show when facing the Little Turtle, it's still the biggest trump card he can play right now.
If his system still has its trump cards for survival, I wonder if they'll be enough to save his life against that Little Turtle?
The furious Little Turtle originally wanted to teach Jiang Fan a lesson to release its unbearable urge to beat him up, but after seeing the Spirit Weapon in Jiang Fan's hand, it immediately became quite upset.
A complex and indescribable emotion suddenly welled up in his heart, and his expression became extremely strange.
He finally gave a cold snort and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Seeing that the Little Turtle was about to leave in anger, Jiang Fan quickly spoke up to stop it.
"I threw the Lan Family patriarch out, and I don't know where I threw him. Can you come with me to look for him?"
It wasn't that Jiang Fan relied on the Little Turtle, but rather that he was currently in the central area of Outer Wilderness Zone, teeming with high-level demonic beasts, any one of which would be beyond his ability to handle.
Moreover, the Half-Divine Beast that fought Lan Mingxi before will probably recover from its injuries in no time.