The three spirit beasts present had long since grown accustomed to giving blood.
Xiao Hei and Little Qing had both gone through this stage, having previously had their essence blood drawn once a month.
The [Molten-Core Flood Dragon Turtle] had also undergone blood collection for over two years. During the first few sessions, the old turtle had been somewhat uncomfortable. Having someone draw its blood was hardly pleasant, after all. But Lin Changheng gave it elixirs to replenish its body every time, and it gradually grew accustomed to the process.
It even rolled over to expose the softer armor on its belly, where the shell was thinner, making it easier for Lin Changheng to insert the needle and draw blood.
"Whoosh-"
A needle-shaped magic artifact suddenly appeared in the air and plunged into its body.
When it emerged again, its barrel was already filled with essence blood.
The deep crimson essence blood was thick as syrup, sealed inside the barrel. Fine threads of fiery light flowed within it, radiating scorching spiritual energy fluctuations.
No more, no less-exactly two drops.
This was the optimal amount Lin Changheng had arrived at through experimentation: two drops each time, once a month. It neither affected the old turtle's health nor failed to meet his needs.
The next instant, the needle-shaped magic artifact flashed and vanished from the [Heaven-in-a-Pot Blessed Land] once more.
But space rippled again, and two elixirs rich in medicinal power materialized out of thin air, flying toward the [Molten-Core Flood Dragon Turtle].
These were Blood-Replenishing Pills Lin Chang had specially refined for the old turtle. A blend of various spirit medicines, they could swiftly replenish essence blood and restore vitality.
It swallowed them in one gulp and began digesting them to replenish its blood.
The whole scene had begun abruptly and