In the courtyard of Cave Mansion No. 98.
"SQUEAK SQUEAK—"
Upon hearing its master's words, the Black Armored Earth Turtle's eyes lit up, and it nodded enthusiastically.
It was incredibly curious and desperately craved the uniquely fragrant elixir that the Deep Lake Spirit Clam ate after 'donating blood'!
It had pleaded with its master and Yan Mingyi many times, only to be denied.
Now that its master had given his word, it would soon get to eat the elixir. Its long-held wish was about to be granted, and its turtle heart swelled with joy. It was so eager it could hardly wait to offer up its blood.
Patting the Spirit Turtle's large, raised head, Lin Changheng found the situation rather amusing.
'It'll quiet down once the blood is actually being drawn.'
'Then again, maybe not. It's hard to say, but perhaps this turtle's greed will overcome the discomfort.'
