Divine pet enlightenment system, starting from contracting a turtle

Song Wuji was heartbroken.

For thirty years, he climbed from the bottom to the present step by step, relying on the special power of the Mimic.

Now, the pet beast he relied on to rise to fame has turned into a puddle of flesh and blood.

In this world where the weak eat the strong, without pet beasts, there is no power to survive.

Everything is gone, everything is finished...

He was still feeling sorry for himself and crying endlessly, not knowing that the real punishment had just begun.

Zhao Huan had already rushed in front of him, and before he could react, he punched him hard on the bridge of the nose.

Tears and nosebleeds suddenly burst out.

Sure enough, hitting someone's nose is the best way to relieve anger!

Zhao Huan punched the second, third... and hammered hard one after another.

Song Wuji seemed to be dead, with blood flying everywhere from the beating and unconscious.

The dozen or so men he brought with him were also frightened by Zhao Huan's fierce look. They stayed on the ground and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Song Wuji is in charge, one of the most powerful people in the Song family, and he usually looks aloof.

Now he was being ridden on his body and beaten hard, until his face was bloody.

This is too unrealistic, right?

The situation has changed so fast. I was sure of victory just now, but in the blink of an eye, I was completely defeated.

They can't wrap their heads around it.

"Awesome, the strongest newcomer king, he truly deserves his reputation."

"Good fight, beat this bastard Song Wuji to death."

"Let's rush and drive the Song family's lackeys out of the secret realm."

Zhao Huan's victory was determined, and the explorers immediately cheered and rushed towards the Song family's men one by one.

The Song family's men were so frightened that they didn't dare to stop him and fled in all directions. The Song family's plan to block everyone's plans at the entrance to the underground ruins fell into pieces.

Zhao Huan withdrew his blood-stained fist and saw Song Wuji lying on the ground like a corpse, rolling his triangular eyes. He had only been able to breathe out and had no air coming in.

Lin Luoluo walked over and spat at Song Wuji before taking out a tissue and helping Zhao Huan wipe the blood on his hands.

Seeing this, Gong Nini also ran over. Following Lin Luoluo's example, she spat at Song Wuji and shouted, "The bad guy who hurt my dad deserves it!"

Gong Bupo picked up Gong Nini and said cheerfully: "Okay, there is no more obstacle, let's go in quickly."

Zhao Huan nodded and ignored the Song family men who were being grabbed and beaten by everyone. He passed through the portal and entered the underground ruins.

The underground ruins are completely different from the outside, like a huge palace, solemn and majestic.

As soon as he came out of the portal, Zhao Huan's eyes shone with shock, and Lin Luoluo also opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

"Dad, this house is made of gold!" Gong Nini sat on Gong Bupo's shoulders and shouted happily to Gong Bupo, pointing to the splendid mausoleum.

That's right, the entire palace is built of gold.

Wherever they looked, there was a golden light.

Zhao Huan couldn't help but think of a fairy tale he read when he was a child. A man had a finger that could turn everything into gold. As long as he touched anything, it would turn into gold.

This man turned everything in his house into gold, and he thought it was incredible.

But a reality even more incredible than this was unfolding before his eyes at this moment.

How much is a glittering palace worth?

The immeasurable wealth was right in front of him, and Zhao Huan couldn't help but swallowed hard.

"Don't be dazzled by the gold. The door to the underground ruins is only open for three days in total. Some people are dazzled by the wealth and want to dig out more gold to take back. As a result, they are trapped in the ruins and cannot escape. In the end it became a pile of bones in this golden palace."

Gong Bupo's dull voice echoed in the palace and woke up Zhao Huan and the others from their shock.

Zhao Huan took a long breath, touched his nose, and walked forward.

As early as the emergence of the god-level beast enlightenment system, he had thought clearly that wealth was not his pursuit. What he wanted was to become the most powerful beast master on the planet.

He came to this underground ruins in order to obtain treasures that would enhance his strength.

Not for this pile of gold that can be seen but not eaten.

Of course, Zhao Huan also brought back one or two gold candlesticks, plates, etc., and Zhao Huan did not miss them either.

Lin Luoluo just marveled for a while and stopped thinking about it too much. Following Zhao Huan and the others, they walked inside, passed through countless golden rooms, and came to a wooden door.

After pushing it open, the objects inside the wooden door were much simpler.

No longer gleaming gold, just ordinary wooden furniture. The walls in the room are also made of ordinary stones.

There is a huge picture frame hanging on the wall at the end, but there is no painting embedded in it. Only a flickering portal appears in the middle of the frame.

"People who are confused by the gold outside will not be able to get here. They will forget the meaning of their coming and be locked in this golden cage forever." Gong Bupo said lightly.

Zhao Huan knew that Gong Bupo was comforting him, so he couldn't help but nodded gratefully, straightened his mind, and stepped into the portal in the frame.

After a moment of dizziness, they stepped on the soft earth.

Under the high sky and white clouds, there is an endless green forest and blue lake. There is a refreshing moist breath in the air, and every breath feels like the heart and lungs have been baptized.

This scene is beautiful, like a painting.

No wonder the portal is a picture frame and they have stepped into the picture.

The lake was a clear blue, freezing to the touch, but somehow not frozen.

A small island is vaguely visible in the lake, lush and green. The place they are going to should be the small island in the middle of the lake.

How to get there?

Zhao Huan and Lin Luoluo should be able to fly over with the help of Shangyun and Hurricane Eagle, but Gong Bupo's huge size, I wonder if Shangyun can bear it?

Just as Zhao Huan was looking at the small island in the distance and thinking secretly, Gong Bupo took out the "Requiem Horn" and started blowing it.

The sound of the horn echoed in the clear blue sky.

Soon, ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface, and a wooden boat suddenly emerged from the lake.

There was a man standing on the wooden boat, paddling the oars slowly, and the wooden boat was heading towards them like an arrow.

After a while, the wooden boat arrived at the shore. It's not big, it's spindle-shaped, and it can only seat about seven or eight people. The boatman driving the boat couldn't see his facial features clearly, and his body flickered in and out, not like a living person.

"This lake is called an ice-free lake. The water temperature is below zero, but it never freezes. Only this ghost boat can transport us there. This boatman is a ghost, and only the requiem horn can wake him up." Gong Bupo knew that Zhao Huan and the others didn't know what was going on in the ruins, so they explained it in detail.

"Is this ship... safe? How about we fly over?"

Lin Luoluo couldn't help but shuddered when looking at the ghost boatman, and asked Zhao Huan uneasily.

"The sky above the lake seems peaceful, but in fact there is a no-fly barrier. Even if your pet can fly, it can only fly next to the lake. The only way to get to the island is by this boat. Don't worry, there will usually be no problems. ." Gong Bupo said with a smile.

He was right. At this moment, the flashing cloud was passing low over the lake, hovering for a while, and returned to Zhao Huan.

Why can't I fly? My body seems to be pressed down by something. I'm so angry.

Zhao Huan heard Shangyun's dissatisfied grumbles.