I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

Shen Tian made a hand seal and controlled the Purple-Green Double Swords to kill the Golden Crows with ease.

The other cultivators seized the opportunity and circulated the Imperial Sutra of Sun to refine the energy in the surroundings.

The passageway was filled with energy in an instant, and everyone’s cultivation level grew rapidly.

Zhao Hao, Fang Chang, Zhang Yunxi, and Qin Gao benefited greatly as they already cultivated fire-attribute techniques. It was like they were using cheats.

When the last Golden Crow disappeared in flames, everyone let out a long breath. They wanted the crows to last longer.

The Golden Crow Thearch’s tomb was such a good place!

Shen Tian looked at their halos and found out that their quality had increased.

He felt his body was lighter too. Although he could not take out a mirror and observe his halo, he knew that the golden glow on his halo was brighter now.

I wonder how much my halo can improve after this experiential journey.

“The Golden Crows’ flames should let you guys become stronger now. Let’s spend an hour here to rest before we move on!”

Shen Tian was in no rush. He knew that the right timing to advance was more important than speed itself. He felt much safer traveling with these fellows with high providence.

“Thank you for protecting us, Saint.”

Princess Linglong gave Shen Tian a curious look and sat beside him.

However, she was not resting at all. There was only one thing on her mind now.

This Saint is such a gentleman!

Competitiveness was the nature of cultivation.

The massive fire energy in the passageway was extremely useful for any cultivator with corresponding attributes.

Even though Shen Tian had mastered the Imperial Sutra of Sun and did not need this kind of energy to cultivate the sutra, he could still use it to boost his own strength!

But what did Shen Tian do?

He spent so much effort to kill all the Golden Crows and gave all the energy to his comrades!

Princess Linglong could not understand the meaning behind it. She felt that Shen Tian was literally a saint!

People like Shen Tian should suffer a terrible fate because of other cunning cultivators, so how did he become so strong!?

Princess Linglong was super curious now!

...

The rest of them had some other weird thoughts too.

However, no one dared to be the first one to ask the question.

The passageway was rather quiet as their power was increasing steadily. Their peers would be shocked after they returned to the five regions.

Suddenly, Shen Tian smiled and said, “The path here in the tomb is so complex. It is our fate to meet. Why don’t you come out and have a chat with me? It is so unsightly to hide in the dark like this.”

“???”

Shen Tian’s words shocked his companions.

This passageway was rather small, and there was hardly any place one could hide. Someone is hiding here?

If someone else said it, they would be laughed at for imagining things. But since Shen Tian had said it, he must be the truth!

Tssss!

Everyone felt a chill crawling up their spines.

This man could hide from all the talented cultivators here, including the early-stage Heavenly Venerables, Kun Ming and Kun Yu. His concealing ability was unbelievable.

If Shen Tian were not here and this fellow was up to no good, they would be in deep trouble now.

Everyone was prepared for the upcoming battle.

Nothing happened in the passageway as though it was all in Shen Tian’s imagination as time passed.

Shen Tian was still smiling. “Brother Tortoise, although you are good at hiding yourself, you cannot hide from me. I see that your cultivation technique is rather similar to my Divine Firmament Imperial Sutra. I want to know why.”

Brother Tortoise?

Similar to Divine Firmament Imperial Sutra?

Shen Tian was very specific now. It was evident that he was referring to the one hiding in the dark.

...

“Ahem, ahem!” A voice came from the void. “Interesting, I didn’t expect the Saint from the Divine Firmament Sacred Ground to be so skillful!”

A white shadow appeared in the air.

It was a strange white tortoise that was slightly more than a meter tall. There was a long white mustache at his chin, but it was not his own. It looked like it belonged to some demons.

The tortoise had flowery pants and was holding on to a walking stick.

If Shen Tian did not sense the vitality in him and deduce that he was less than 100 years old, he would think the tortoise was the Turtle Hermit from Dragon Ball.

Kong Meng was astonished when she saw this tortoise. She felt that she had seen this white tortoise before.

That’s correct!

Back on the Primordial Battlefield, they had followed this white tortoise to the Dragon God Valley and met Shen Tian.

However, she remembered that the tortoise back then was very short, and its cultivation was only at the peak Transcendence realm.

However, this tortoise was way bigger and stronger. Its cultivation level could be matched to a Mighty Prowess demon!

Such a huge difference in just a year? That was just impossible!

Kong Meng was left stunned.

Shen Tian looked at the white tortoise’s forehead and smiled. “Brother Tortoise, I’m Shen Tian, the Divine Firmament Sacred Ground’s Saint. I can tell that you must be a very successful man in cultivation and have a bright future ahead. Do you think we could be friends?”

Successful man?

Bright future?

Make friends with him!?

Everyone looked at the ugly tortoise and was lost at words.

Is the Saint under some kind of illusion spell? The Tortoise race is capable of that!?

...

The white tortoise was rather happy with all the flattering.

He rubbed on his white mustache and said mysteriously, “Brother Tortoise? Young man, you have no idea who you are talking to. Strictly speaking, even your Master has to call me Patriarch.”

Shen Tian’s mouth twitched.

This little tortoise is so shameless!

Seeing that Shen Tian was indifferent to what he said just now, the tortoise added, “It’s okay. I will tell you who I am. Do you know Golden Light Sub-Thearch?”

Fang Chang recalled something and exclaimed, “Our sect’s last Sub-Thearch, the one known as Golden Flashes in the Primordial Battlefield!?”

The white tortoise nodded in satisfaction. “Indeed, I am Bai Di, your Golden Light Sub-Thearch...

“Was raised by me!”