The Purple Satchel's Secret

The banquet Darick prepared for Andy was set near a saltwater lake in Miki Basin, flanked by two Sea Clan military camps. Darick himself was seated within one of the commander's tents.

Andy, upon dashing in, didn't stand on ceremony. He glanced at the banquet spread across three long, aristocratic round tables within the tent, then let out a mischievous grin. He started eating from the left side of the first table, devouring everything until he reached the right, leaving not even a drop of soup. He then proceeded to eat his way back from the right side of the second table...

The servants watched this back and forth, dumbfounded. Even Darick couldn't help but swallow hard. How many sharks had he devoured just now? How many tubs of shark fin soup had he guzzled? Who, who could count it for him?

Shrugging the shoulders hidden beneath his shell, Darick subtly signaled his servants. They nodded knowingly, each finding an excuse to leave. Without Darick's command, they wouldn't dare re-enter, much less eavesdrop. But our Andy paid them no mind, continuing his gluttonous feast with his head down! Servants? Away with them! If it can't be eaten, it has nothing to do with my dreams!

As he reached the end of the third table, he suddenly noticed someone blocking his path. Looking up, he saw Darick's pair of slender, narrow eyes watching him with an amused gaze.

"An...dy..., hello there..." An ethereal voice drifted from the old turtle's mouth, his small eyes glittering with enigmatic light as they drilled into Andy's own.

*Flutter!* Andy felt a chill sweep over him, involuntarily shivering as his long fur bristled. He muttered to himself, *Could I have caught a cold?*

Andy's Spiritual Power was formidable, but he didn't possess any Secret Techniques. This was akin to a simpleton having decades of cultivation but not knowing a single martial art. He utterly failed to recognize that the old turtle had already employed an underhand tactic, and continued foolishly eating.

Andy's shiver didn't escape Darick's notice. The old turtle gave an underhand smirk. *It's working. It seems my lulling Spiritual Power is taking effect on Andy!* He tested the waters, "Andy, why did your Master name you Andy?"

*What's it to you?* Andy thought. *But... you're paying for dinner tonight, so...* The Snow Wolf glibly recited the lie Du Chen had rehearsed with him hundreds of times: "Well, my Master used to have a Snow Wolf named Andy too..." As he spoke, Andy glanced at the last remaining main dish — Tiger Shark fin soup — smacking his lips, his gaze absorbed in a bewildered trance.

Seeing Andy's vacant gaze and hearing him speak information identical to his own, Darick felt convinced. He chuckled, "Andy, what was Francis's true purpose in coming to Bog Island?"

*This old turtle is truly sick in the head. Didn't my Master tell you during the banquet today?* Annoyed that the old turtle was interrupting his meal, the Snow Wolf hastily mumbled Du Chen's reasonable lie from earlier. "For negotiations, of course!"

The old turtle blinked his small eyes, a bit bewildered.

*Could Francis and his group's purpose truly be to negotiate the blockade of the sea lanes?*

*Hmm, my Spiritual Power cannot be wrong. Andy has already fallen for my trick, so he must be speaking the truth. Heh heh, His Majesty Seins can rest assured...*

While Darick was bewildered, Snoopy, transformed into a flea-sized louse, burrowed into Andy's ear and softly whispered against his eardrum: "Grandson, no matter what I say, don't be surprised. Just pretend you're eating like an idiot, understand? Answer this old turtle's questions as I instruct... Oh, and use your Battle Soul to inform your Master. Tell him to come over immediately with the Precious Lotus Scripture, and bring our granddaughter Beibei!"

The old turtle's eyes swiveled as he inquired about other secrets, "Andy, what is the true military strength of your Master's Durkus City?"

"Three thousand!" Andy blurted out a wildly understated number without a second thought, concealing the fact that Durkus City now boasted over thirty thousand troops, plus another forty to fifty thousand retired soldiers who could pick up arms and fight at a moment's notice.

"Then what is the total power level of Du Chen, the Divine?"

"Roughly equivalent to a Divine Emperor!"

"What!?" The old turtle was dumbfounded. *How could this be? Du Chen, the Divine, is as powerful as a Divine Emperor?* "If he's so powerful, why is he willing to be the Pontiff's lackey?"

Andy pursed his lips. "How could you comprehend the realm of The Master!?"

Darick couldn't help but admit that the old turtle had an excellent imagination, for he inwardly cried out, *I've struck gold! I've struck gold! I've actually uncovered a great secret of Du Chen's Divine Cult! Haha, Du Chen being willing to be the Pontiff's lackey must mean he's scheming against the Pontiff!* He hastily asked, "How many titled Masters does your Du Chen's Divine Cult have?"

Andy blurted, "My Master never told me, but I've personally seen seven or eight!"

*Thank goodness, thank goodness!* The old turtle patted his chest. *Thank goodness Du Chen's Divine Cult has many individual Masters, but their overall military strength isn't strong. Still, it's enough to give people a headache! Seven or eight? Good heavens!*

"Do you have any plans to oppose the Sea Clan?" The old turtle's voice trembled slightly.

"My Master said it depends on the Sea King's attitude! We have no fundamental conflict of interest with the Sea Clan. If the Sea King is sensible and gives us more benefits, then we'll be friends, and we won't treat the Sea Clan unfairly! If the Sea King isn't sensible... Hmph hmph!" Andy arrogantly raised his head, thinking, *Master, how much benefit did Andy just secure for you with that one sentence? Heh heh, a reward, right...*

The old turtle smiled in relief, then continued to ask many 'secrets'. Andy bluffed his way through them all, thoroughly confusing the old geezer. Yet, confidently relying on his Spiritual Power, the old turtle believed everything!

With matters reaching this point, Darick felt satisfied and decided to erase all traces of this operation. Just as Beibei had erased traces from Hawkins's memory that day, the old geezer needed to enter Andy's Soul World.

"Lie down before me, Andy..." A ghostly voice echoed, and the Snow Wolf lay down.

The old turtle's palm caressed Andy's forehead, and he chanted, "Andy, relax, completely relax. Let me enter your Soul World, erase everything about tonight from your memory. Come, come, come..."

The Soul Worlds of the two connected.

The old turtle slowly immersed himself in the Soul World, his eyes gently closed, a touch of self-satisfaction in his heart. Then, he slowly opened his eyes...

*AWOOO!*

A Golden Behemoth, missing one leg, leaped wildly toward him. "*Huh?* Where did this old turtle come from? Get lost, don't block my way!" With several muffled thuds, the Golden Behemoth kicked the old turtle down with one leg, trampling over his body as it ran off. Darick was dazed for a long time, feeling his soul shaken to its core and completely disoriented. Just as he looked up, *Good heavens!* A domineering, peerless Fiend was charging toward him! That seemed to be the super huge foot of a Golden Behemoth, descending like a dark cloud from the sky...

*The Snow Wolf's Soul World is so dangerous!*

With a whimpering sound, the old geezer's head tilted, and he was stomped unconscious by the massive foot.

Andy chuckled, quickly informing Du Chen through his Battle Soul, "Master, this old geezer's soul has been stomped unconscious by me! Come quickly, you can do whatever you want with him!"

A breeze parted the tent flaps, and Du Chen, holding his daughter, emerged from the tiny Precious Lotus Scripture. He rubbed his nose, peered at the unconscious old turtle, and laughed. "Andy, you've done exceptionally well! Heh, this old geezer tried to extract information, but instead, he's going to give us information. What a good person!" After casually mocking him, his expression suddenly froze. "Beibei, this old geezer's soul has been knocked out by Andy, and no one will disturb us. Act now!"

The little one smiled sweetly, her plump, pink little hand patting the old turtle's forehead. "Old turtle, what are you doing?"

Darick slowly woke up, his expression bewildered. "I, Darick, am following orders to confuse Andy and extract information about Francis!"

Little Beibei clapped her hands. "Alright, Daddy, ask away, but hurry!"

Du Chen stepped forward and kicked the old turtle down. "Tell me, what exactly is the Sea King looking for?"

The old turtle unexpectedly shook his head. "I, I and the Sea King don't know what's inside..."

*Mobilize such a large force without even knowing what's inside?* Du Chen pulled out the Purple Satchel and flashed it before him. "What is its origin?"

"Em-Emperor Yoda!" The old turtle suddenly burst into tears, prostrating himself and kowtowing repeatedly. *Does this satchel have any connection to Sea King Yoda from the Fallen Gods Era?* Du Chen was confused when he heard the old turtle cursing loudly, "Wolf, accursed Wolf!!"

Du Chen's expression changed, and he exchanged glances with everyone. *What does Wolf have to do with this?* "Darick, tell me everything from the beginning, don't miss a single detail!"

The old turtle, as if reciting a book, slowly recounted, "In April of Heroic Era 812, I was Emperor Yoda's personal aide, deeply trusted by His Majesty! One day, I received a letter for Emperor Yoda in the Sea God Palace mailbox. I didn't dare open it and delivered it directly to His Majesty! Emperor Yoda fell silent after reading it... He didn't tell anyone why! But three days later, His Majesty gave me a top-secret order, telling me to meet someone at the Scarlet Water Canyon, three hundred li southeast of the Sea God Palace, and retrieve an item..."

Darick's eyes were vacant, seemingly lost in memories of his youth. "I went there, but the Scarlet Water Canyon was empty, with only a Purple Satchel placed on the coral in the center of the deep-sea canyon!" The old turtle shuddered violently. Little Beibei quickly patted his forehead again, which calmed Darick down. He seemed to have remembered something terrifying.

"Just after I picked up the satchel... a cold Blade was suddenly pressed against my neck, and a voice with no trace of humanity told me, he said..." The old turtle took a deep breath, "He said that Brigadier General Wolf of the Holy Alliance was reporting to the Azure Heaven Continent and would be passing through the Grand Delta Sea! He requested Emperor Yoda to lead the Sea Clan experts to kill Wolf, along with all his attendants! And that Purple Satchel... was the reward mentioned in that letter three days ago!"

Snoopy jumped out. "Good heavens, so Master experienced so many things after leaving Einz! Darick, what became of Wolf, alive or dead?"

The old turtle vacantly stated, "I, I brought the satchel and the mysterious person's instructions to Emperor Yoda. Emperor Yoda hid the satchel close to him and immediately began to lay out a scheme, luring Wolf into a trap..."

Snoopy jumped up and grabbed the old turtle's neck. "Grandson, can't you speed up your speech, you bastard? Did my Master end up dying at the hands of the Sea Clan?"

Du Chen hurriedly pulled him away. "Snoopy, if Wolf had died at the hands of the Sea Clan, would there still be the Holy Yessar Church later?" That one sentence quieted the rabbit, who was so concerned he lost his head.

"WAAAH, WAAAH, WAAAH..." The old turtle wailed, "But just as Emperor Yoda was about to succeed, a mysterious army suddenly appeared! Small in number, but they actually possessed a Thunderfire Blazing Cannon, a Thunderfire Blazing Cannon that could even kill Bonis!" He pounded his chest in anguish. "In that battle, Emperor Yoda died immediately, and even his corpse and the Purple Satchel were captured by that army! But... the battle after all took place at sea. The Sea officials, seeing Emperor Yoda dead, immediately notified several princes to come for revenge, a full 1.7 million strong army and ten thousand sacred artifacts of war trapped that army and Wolf on Bog Island!"

He took heavy breaths. "But who would have thought, just as we stormed the island, that bastard Wolf somehow got hold of the Essence of Earth, and detonated the Five Primordial Forces at the center of Bog Island... Good heavens, my father, my elder brother, my younger brother, all died! Only I, this little turtle with abysmal talent and only Level 1 Spiritual Power, didn't go to battle, which is why a bloodline survived!"

*Wolf left Einz, someone wanted to kill him, and hired Sea King Yoda with a Purple Satchel and its contents. But in the end, Wolf obtained the Essence of Earth on Bog Island and escaped with his life... What was the origin of that mysterious army? What exactly was in the Purple Satchel? The old turtle didn't know!*

Du Chen pondered for a moment, then asked, "Darick, as a trusted aide of Sea King Yoda, can you recall from Yoda's usual preferences what could have been in that satchel?"

Darick nodded. "I've thought about it for over a thousand years! As far as I know, at that time, the only thing that could move Sea King Yoda was..."