"Senior, my injuries have fully healed, and my cultivation has even improved. Thank you," Zhou Chuan said in gratitude.
The Old Turtle had not yet figured out how to deal with Zhou Chuan. If it killed him, wouldn't that destroy its own beliefs?
If it didn't kill him, well, it had finally found a new hiding place, and it was satisfied with everything here. It didn't want to move again because of Zhou Chuan, nor did it want to attract powerful pursuers. Human cultivators coveting the Inner Cores of spirit beasts was already the norm.
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