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After those cultivators exchanged strange looks and collectively bowed to her, Qin Yu nodded slightly, then holding Jiaojiao, teleported into the city. Within moments they found themselves in a deserted alley, and shortly after, emerged as a... refined, handsome, clean, and exceptionally good-looking bald little monk.
In his arms, he held a round, solid-looking turtle.
Jiaojiao: "Yuyu, why do you insist that I turn into a turtle?"
Qin Yu: "You've turned into pigs, dogs, cats, birds—all those before. We've walked both heaven and earth, but haven't tried anything from the water. I can't very well carry around a fat pufferfish, can I? A turtle is the most suitable, plus, turtles and monks are a perfect match. Did you not know that?"
"Longevity, health, Buddha Nature, leisurely peace."
"Not to mention, with the invitation from Master Jialuo, becoming a monk is most appropriate."
Jiaojiao was persuaded and quickly got into the role of the turtle.
