He pinched tightly, holding the White Jade Turtle firmly in his hand.
"Hmm? Still trying to struggle? Interesting!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled playfully.
With a flip of his right hand, a golden rope appeared in his palm, unmistakably an ancient artifact of the restraining type.
"Collect——!" Zhang Xiaohao hummed lightly.
The golden rope in his hand swirled and transformed into a stream of golden light, instantly binding the snow-white turtle.
Sss!!!
Bound by the golden rope, the White Jade Turtle bared its teeth madly at Zhang Xiaohao, looking ferocious as if it wanted to devour him.
"Looks like you won't behave unless you taste some hardship." Zhang Xiaohao smiled faintly.
With a flip of his right hand, a large pot appeared on the ground. With a few waves of his palm, he set up the pot, and with a single gesture, water from the river flew into the pot willingly.
"Brother Hei, I'll treat you to some turtle soup." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
