"Senior, haven't you given too much?"
An inner disciple stepped forward, frowning. "If I remember correctly, Chen Shan has only been contracted to the Magnetic Mystic Turtle for a month. At most, he should only be able to claim one month's worth of flesh pellets!"
"The extra forty are a gift from this old man to Chen Shan."
The elder glared, fixing several inner disciples with his eyes as he gave a cold laugh. "What, is this old man's personal gift also against sect rules?"
A personal gift?
The inner disciples looked at one another, never imagining that an elder of the Logistics Hall would give Chen Changming so many flesh pellets.
"It isn't against the rules, but..."
The inner disciple's face flushed red, and he stammered, unable to say another word.
He was merely a minor inner disciple. How could he dare interfere in the private affairs of a Spirit Transformation elder?
"Chen Shan, I've watched this Magnetic Mystic Turtle for a thousand years, yet I've never seen it so full of vigor before. Hahaha..."
The elder burst into laughter, seemingly in an exceptionally fine mood.
"Thank you, Senior."
Chen Changming did not know what else to say, so he could only thank the senior for his gift.
"Raise the Magnetic Mystic Turtle well. Perhaps in the hands of a Beast Taming genius like you, it really can shine with brilliant splendor!"
The elder patted Chen Changming on the shoulder, encouraging him.
An inner disciple at the side could not help interjecting, "Senior, Chen Shan only has a mid-grade Profound-tier spirit root. How does that make him any sort of genius?"
"What do you know?"
The elder's expression turned cold. "Without having learned the contract cultivation art of our Beast Taming Immortal Sect, he was able to contract a