The Dragon Turtle softly responded: "I will live for a long time, Human Race, you need not worry."
"Then that's great," Du Yu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Will you have the chance for a Supreme Transformation?"
The Dragon Turtle silently shook its head.
"Ah..." Du Yu sighed gently; the shackles of the heavens are indeed everywhere.
Should we be like Master Qing's Rotten Wood Dragon Fish, adding a hint of Fire Attribute to the Dragon Turtle and let her try to adapt?
Suddenly, the Dragon Turtle spoke: "I once had a drop of water."
"What?"
Dragon Turtle: "A drop of Purple Abyss Water, it was a gift from Yan Jiang.
He said the Purple Abyss Water comes from Purple Marsh, from the distant north."
Purple Marsh?
Du Yu had never heard of this place, and even Little Fen Yang looked full of curiosity.
A hint of reminiscence flashed in the Dragon Turtle's eyes: "I once used the Purple Abyss Water to defeat many Deviants and guard my Abyss of the Deep Sea."
Du Yu: "And then?"
