Gu Shunjing wondered to himself just what kind of Divine Beast this turtle was. A White Gui, Dragon Turtle, Mountain-Bearing Divine Turtle, Mystic Turtle, Divine Ao, Black Tortoise... there were so many varieties of Divine Turtle.
If he got it wrong, wouldn't he lose face?
Little White's black-pearl eyes darted toward him, then glanced at the peaches growing on the silly roe deer's head.
Gu Shunjing understood immediately. He hurriedly picked a "peach" and offered it to Little White.
Little White beamed and took a bite. It tasted a little like radish, with only a hint of sweetness. It wasn't particularly good.
But the moment Little White swallowed that mouthful, it felt full-the kind of full that meant it could go ten days and nights without eating!
Its face fell again. What kind of fruit was this? Was it designed specifically for people who disliked eating?
But it loved eating.
How miserable would ten days without food be?
Gu Shunjing discovered another remarkable creature and said in some puzzlement, "This is... forgive my ignorance... I actually can't identify your species offhand. Hello!"
The needle of the clock-like instrument hanging around his neck swung back and forth. It could measure the soul strength of nearby creatures, but unfortunately, it couldn't measure Miss Gourd's soul strength at all.
[Hello. You can call me Gourd.]
"The gourd race?"
"There really are so many novel things in this world!" Gu Shunjing's eyes widened in amazement. "But I feel you might not be an ordinary species. I can't say exactly what you are, but there's something extraordinary about you... this extraordinary feeling... it's like facing an Eternal."
Zhang Ming was startled and couldn't help asking in confusion, "Your Ancient Oath Civilization even has Eternals?!"
"No, no, no, of course not... this really is unheard of.