"This..."
With the restriction broken, in Chu Ning's expectation, the little turtle would surely fly away.
Chu Ning was just about to ask how to deal with the giant tortoise.
Unexpectedly, the little turtle merely opened its eyes slightly, glanced at Chu Ning,
and then nonchalantly closed its eyes and continued to sleep.
Chu Ning thought to himself that the giant tortoise was inside his Spirit Beast Bag.
This strand of Essence Soul indeed had nowhere to run.
Just as Chu Ning was thinking this, the giant tortoise's leisurely voice sounded.
"I never expected that after tens of thousands of years, this strand of Essence Soul would develop its own consciousness.
However, it really has the exact same temperament as this old tortoise, so reluctant to move."
Hearing the giant tortoise's voice, the little turtle opened its eyes again,
with a hint of surprise and doubt in its gaze.
