The sea turtle retracted its entire body into its shell, the entire shell's glow intensifying; the spines became more solid, their cold gleam even more pronounced.
"It's no use," Xu Zimei shook her head slightly.
The moment her large hand descended, a series of "crack, crack" sounds came from the shell.
"Yelp," an odd cry came from within the shell, followed by the sea turtle shouting, "Stop hitting, stop hitting.
Didn't we agree on a trial? Are you trying to beat this old turtle to death?"
The shell was about to give in, barely holding together against the growing cracks.
Only then did Xu Zimei retract her hand and said indifferently, "So, have I passed?"
"Passed, passed," the sea turtle carefully poked its head out of the shell.
Taking a deep breath, it spoke with fright, "Are you a disciple participating in the competition? How could the Nine Skies people let a monster like you in?"
Xu Zimei smiled and stepped towards the treasure chest.
