"That is a kind of being that only exists in the Ruins Realm and is extremely rare, as rare as your Spirit Master."
This analogy is quite clear and straightforward.
"I never imagined that Ruins Spirit could exist in such a small crack in the door," the Little Turtle continued to marvel.
Jiang Fan shrugged. "Isn't there another two equally rare Spirit Master hidden in this tiny crack in the door?"
Uh, the Little Turtle was speechless for a moment.
"You said that this Ruins Spirit is only born in the Ruins Realm and is extremely rare. So what kind of existence is it? What special abilities does it have? Why do the Ruins Species have such great awe for it?" Jiang Fan asked several questions in a row.
Are you a walking encyclopedia of questions?
The Little Turtle, as always, showed no patience with Jiang Fan, even habitually rolling its eyes.
Then he answered.
"Every Ruins Spirit possesses unique abilities. But whatever those abilities may be, they all originate from the Law of this world. To put it simply, they are beings born from the world's will of the Ruins Realm, wielding the purest Law of heaven and earth."
" Law?!"
Upon hearing this word, Jiang Fan and Ye Qizhen looked at each other simultaneously.
Clearly, they were both thinking of the Law Realm of human Martial Artist.
"Is that the same as the Law Realm?" Jiang Fan asked.
"Same fart!" the Little Turtle retorted without any politeness.
"Didn't you hear what I just said? That's the purest power of Law in the world. How can a mere Law Realm compare? You could say they're completely different things. To put it simply, one is a naturally beautiful woman, and the other is someone who achieved that through plastic surgery and makeup. Can they be the same?"
After saying that, he rolled his eyes again, as was his habit.
Ye Qizhen didn't dare ask the Little Turtle a single question the whole time, even though the Little Turtle kept rolling its eyes at Jiang Fan and taking every opportunity to make sarcastic remarks.
That means Jiang Fan.
Given the Little Turtle's terrifying background and its indiscriminately attacking mouth, anyone else would have been verbally abused beyond recognition, or even kicked to their grandmother's house long ago.
Jiang Fan was already immune to it, and continued to ask:
"Can you tell what kind of Law ability this fat orange... Ruins Spirit possesses?"
"Nonsense! Of course I can't tell," the Little Turtle said matter-of-factly.
Jiang Fan "..."
Despite his confident assertion, the Little Turtle still lost face slightly. To regain it, he continued, "I once had a brother who was Ruins Spirit."
"Oh," Jiang Fan replied indifferently.
The Little Turtle was practically grinding its teeth in frustration. "My brother's Law is space, space!"
"Space?" Jiang Fan became interested this time. "So, you can teleport anywhere regardless of everything?"
Jiang Fan's appearance made the Little Turtle feel a little better, and then, as always, it spoke in a disdainful tone:
"Short hair and short brains! You think Space Law only allow teleportation? Let me tell you, my brother is amazing! He can move objects from a distance, and—and—"
At this point, the Little Turtle hesitated for a moment.
Because it had only ever seen the Ruins Species Brothers, the Third, use these two abilities; as for other aspects, such as combat...
The master never let the Third participate in the battle, no matter how many times they were taken along.
Moreover, with those three fighting maniacs around, there's no need for the Third to lift a finger.
"What else could it be?" Jiang Fan pressed.
The Little Turtle's eyes widened. "None of your business! Why do you know so much? Let me tell you, stop asking about us brothers. Do you really think you're the reincarnation of our master? Bah! You? If you really were my master, I'd eat every speck of shit on Blue Star!"
That's a really extreme statement.
Jiang Fan mentally complained.
The thought of the Little Turtle using snot as a weapon made me want to vomit.
He thought to himself that he definitely didn't want to be the reincarnation of your master; if he were, he would absolutely pretend not to know you.
Just as Jiang Fan was mentally complaining, a reprimand from Ruins Species suddenly came from the side.
"Line up properly, and behave yourselves. Walk one by one before Lord Ruins Spirit! You'd better pray that Lord Ruins Spirit will take a liking to you and become its sacrifice; that would be the greatest honor of your lives!"
Ye Qizhen clicked her tongue softly and complained, "Food has to thank itself for being eaten? Does that mean all the chicken, duck, goose, and fish I've eaten over the years owe me a lot of thanks?"
"Seriously, is now the time to complain about this?"
Jiang Fan remained silent, then looked solemnly at the orange cat Ruins Spirit on the sacrificial altar.
"I wonder what kind of Law this guy uses? And what his abilities are?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Qizhen also became serious.
They originally thought that once Jiang Fan advanced to the level of Great Psychic, he could sweep through this place.
Unexpectedly, an extremely rare Ruins Spirit suddenly appeared, its abilities, strength, and danger unknown.
"Can you handle it?" This question was asked of the Little Turtle.
"Is that a stupid question? Who am I? I am—" Jiang Fan interrupted the Little Turtle before it could finish speaking.
"To be honest."
"I—of course I don't know." The Little Turtle stuck out its bright red neck, its tone quite self-righteous.
Before Jiang Fan could react, the Little Turtle interrupted.
"Each Ruins Spirit has different abilities and strengths. Generally speaking, an adult Ruins Spirit is the strongest, while a newly born, juvenile Void Spirit is much weaker. Ruins Spirit all have different forms, so you can't judge whether they are juveniles or adults based on their appearance, okay?"
"So, what percentage of your strength can you unleash right now?" Jiang Fan asked again.
Although the Little Turtle didn't say anything, he knew that the other party's strength was definitely being suppressed.
Back when he was in the Zhou Family Cultivation Secret Realm, he once fought the Little Turtle to a standstill with his Spirit Weapon.
If the Little Turtle's strength hadn't been suppressed, let alone with his strength back then, even now, he wouldn't be able to withstand a single sneeze from it.
The Little Turtle grumbled for a long time Jiang Fan finally saying something rather irritating.
"I'm definitely better than you!"
"Heh, "Jiang Fan retorted in his mind, then turned to look at Ye Qizhen.
"For now, we can only wait and see."
Ye Qizhen looked miserable. "That's all we can do."
As he said this, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the queue, and his eyes lit up, a teasing smile spreading across his face.
"Hey? Isn't this a descendant of your lover's family?"
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes at Ye Qizhen speechlessly, then his gaze fell on Wang Shuhe, who was near the front of the line.
Wang Shuhe looked almost exactly the same as when they first met—covered in dust and dirt, covered in injuries, and in a sorry state.
Why is she always like this whenever I see her?