"Benefactor, you saved Wufu again!" Wufu felt as though a soft, fluffy bed had been laid beneath him, making him wonderfully comfortable. He tilted his little face up and gazed at Xiao Chen with eyes full of admiration, his heart brimming with gratitude.
Faced with life and death, the vast majority of living beings would feel fear.
Wufu was only a young tortoise in the Tortoise Demon Clan. Though strong-willed, his mind was not yet mature. To say he was unafraid would have been a lie.
He was simply sensible by nature and forced himself to endure his fear.
In truth, Wufu had nearly fainted from fright both times he had faced danger.
The Flood Dragon Ancestor was invincible. Wufu had thought he would surely die today, yet at the critical moment, Xiao Chen had once again descended like a god and pulled him back from the brink of death.
"Good boy. Everything's all right now. Go back and rest!" Xiao Chen said with a smile. At that moment, demonic energy shrouded him, making him look like the mightiest demonic beast beneath heaven. Even smiling, he remained domineering, savage, and wild.
Yet Wufu felt no fear at all. Instead, he felt that, apart from his own clansmen, Xiao Chen was the person closest to him in this world.
"Benefactor, you can do it!" Wufu waved his chubby little fists, cheering Xiao Chen on.
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded, then flicked a finger. The demonic cloud carried Wufu through the air, returning him to the Mysterious Tortoise Divine Pool amid a sky filled with dark light.
"Child, you've suffered!"
"Thank you, Benefactor!"
"Benefactor will win!"
The tortoises, young and old, were moved to tears and repeatedly bowed to Xiao Chen. Wufu's parents were even more grateful, kneeling without rising.
Just moments