After dealing with these people, Lin Bai looked at the unconscious black jade turtle on the ground.
The dying aura of the black jade turtle told Lin Bai that its life could still be saved.
Lin Bai did not hesitate to take out the spiritual energy pills he had looted to treat Little Black's injuries.
A faint golden light flashed in the air, and Little Black's wounds healed rapidly, as if it had been sprinkled with the dew of the goddess of mercy.
Even the patterns on the back of the turtle gave off an ancient aura, as if they contained the power of mountains, dominating the four seas.
It could be seen that this was a blessing in disguise. The concentration of the black tortoise bloodline had increased by a lot.
"I think they should have a lot of good things too."
