Having said that, the Spirit Turtle looked at Su Shi'er cautiously, its expression exceptionally tense.
Though it and Su Shi'er addressed each other as fellow Daoists, it knew its own place. At the end of the day, it was still Su Shi'er's Spirit Beast.
It had gone from a tiny Spirit Turtle in the past to possessing its current cultivation and strength, all thanks to Su Shi'er's help.
For it to now ask to leave for a time was, more or less, rather hard to justify.
But it had kept the promise it made back then engraved in its heart at all times. With an agreement already in place, it was not convenient to say too much to Su Shi'er.
A senior? An errand?
The Spirit Turtle was already a Fourth-tier Spirit Beast. For someone to remain on its mind even now, that senior it spoke of must possess cultivation and strength at least above his?!
The Spirit Turtle's true form was merely an ordinary Spirit Turtle, without much competitive strength among the demon beasts of the Cultivation World. That it had been able to refine Black Tortoise Essence Blood back then was likely no accident!
Su Shi'er pondered secretly. In but an instant, he realized the crux of the matter.
The Spirit Turtle did not elaborate, and he did not continue questioning it.
As for whether it harbored other intentions, that possibility never occurred to him. After all, over so many years, he and the Spirit Turtle had developed a certain tacit understanding.
What was more, there was the Spirit Contract they had formed in the past!
Even if separated by mountains and rivers, should it harbor treacherous intentions, a single thought from him could threaten its life.
Of course, that was merely a contingency.
Su Shi'er had encountered