The turtle of unknown origin that Yang Qing and the others had seen was probably the subject of another legend passed down among the Hidden Clan.
The Hidden Clan knew that beneath the Lake where they lived, there was not only the Immortal Thunder Kingdom Underground Palace, but also a beast of unknown origin.
That beast was said to be a thousand-year-old turtle.
The turtle normally never appeared unless someone angered it. To take revenge, it would follow that person relentlessly, striking when least expected.
Judging by the wound on Bu Er's foot, and their account of encountering a turtle, it was clearly none other than that elusive Ninja Turtle.
Wood and Jiang Zhizhou supported Bu Er all the way into the house. The man who received them pretended to examine the wound, then sighed and shook his head. "This wound can't be treated."
Wood abruptly raised his head in disbelief. "How can it be untreatable? I remember the Old Clan Chief collected plenty of good medicine. There has to be something that can heal it."
"After the Old Clan Chief passed away, his medicine vanished without a trace. Someone probably took it, or it was buried with his coffin. Either way, it's gone."
As Wood listened, his brows drew tighter and tighter. Finally, he sprang to his feet. "What did you say? Say that again!"
During his lifetime, the Old Clan Chief had loved doing two things. One was constantly searching for someone who could help the Hidden Clan escape their predicament. The other was collecting medicinal herbs of every kind, precious and rare alike, until he had filled an entire room.
After all, they lived hidden deep in the mountains, and medicinal herbs were the one thing the mountains never lacked.
But now, that entire room of medicinal