Another side.
The old turtle creature saw the black stone Jiang Ning pulled out from the puddle and couldn't help widening its eyes, a few guesses arising in its heart.
Over the years, after discovering this pool of Emperor's Liquid, it had also explored a bit.
But it had never found anything special, nor dared to act too rashly.
For it feared that its own actions might destroy the structure of this place, causing the Emperor's Liquid to cease nurturing.
Later, every decade or so, it harvested a strand of Emperor's Liquid that was like golden silk.
It was due to this Emperor's Liquid that it was able to reach its current stage, break free from its racial shackles, transform from the ordinary to the magical. The Emperor's Liquid played a pivotal role.
"Master!" the old turtle creature suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at the old turtle creature in surprise.
"What did you call me?"
