The golden light flickered as if it wanted to see through the little turtle. The little turtle's bloodline was ordinary, unlike Xiao Wu and the Vermillion Bird, which contained great power, and it didn't have the slightest trace of a true spirit.
He watched from the beginning to the end.
He put away his clear-eyed spirit and said doubtfully,"it's just an ordinary turtle. How can it withstand the massive impact of the heavenly spirit essence energy fruit? And even perfectly absorbed it?"
He couldn't figure it out. There were too many strange things, especially around him.
Pa!
Xiao Wu was dissatisfied, and she knocked the little turtle's head with her hoof, looking as if she hated iron for not becoming steel. "After eating such a good thing, your cultivation only increased by a little bit. If this gets out, you'll lose all my face."
The little turtle wasn't angry. In fact, he was very happy.