Xiao Xuan's Home

Zhao Han wasn't an idiot.

After a little speculation, he figured that whoever had injured her had come from within Great Yin. Or perhaps the Black Tortoise had offended someone or some force it couldn't afford to provoke, and had been forced to seal itself away.

As for the tortoise inside the Black Tortoise, he had no idea what had become of it.

At first, Xiao Xuan hadn't shown any hostility toward him. Zhao Han guessed it was because his Black Tortoise Bloodline talent gave him a sense of kinship with her.

"Lao... Lao Da, I'm about to be squeezed to death..."

Little Black's cry for help rang out. Xiao Xuan was absolutely mauling him, and he didn't have the strength to fight back.

He had to admit, even though Xiao Xuan had lost her memories, she still had her physical strength. Her grip was strong, and tossing Little Black around was child's play for her.

Zhao Han released his spiritual power again to examine her, but still couldn't make anything of it. No matter how he looked, she seemed like an ordinary little girl.

"Looks like I'm a lot weaker than her. Otherwise, how could I not see through her?"

"Terrifying. She's badly injured and has lost her memory, yet she's still this strong."

Zhao Han watched Xiao Xuan in silence. Only when she tried to twist Little Black's head a hundred and eighty degrees did he speak up to stop her.

"Um, Xiao Xuan, could you give me my little bear back?"

"Okay!" Xiao Xuan obediently handed Little Black back, finally freeing him from her clutches. He gasped for breath.

"Xiao Xuan, you don't look full yet. I still have some food here..." Zhao Han took a pile of rare natural treasures from his spatial storage and shoved