"No more talking, no more talking, I'm off to cultivate too."
"Elder Shou, won't you wait? Tonight is the festival..." Long Binglin intended to persuade him to stay.
Wu Cangshou shook his head, quietly flicking the toad coat in his turtle claw: "Strike while the iron is hot, there's a rare opportunity when there's insight. I might have a heavenly tribulation, remember to let King Huai call a few people for me, it doesn't need to be a big scene."
The Dragon people rejoiced: "Congratulations, Elder Shou!"
Su Guishan was even more delighted.
"Shh, shh, shh," Wu Cangshou waved his claw, "Don't speak nonsense, it's not set in stone, celebrating early will jinx it. I'm off, I'm off!"
The Fortune and Prosperity Black Turtle swam away.
The Dragon people organized the water beasts to clean the battlefield and maintain order.
