After a short while.
Linglong in the lake stopped tossing and turning, her breath stabilized, and she reappeared on the lake surface.
"How is it?" Jiang Ning asked.
"Master, my Dao has increased by a year!!" Linglong's tone was filled with surprise.
A year of Dao, that requires a year's accumulation under normal circumstances.
But now, by spending a drop of blood, it had such a shocking effect.
She knew the man before her had become even more terrifying.
Feeding her a drop of blood could bring her a year's growth in Dao; she couldn't imagine his actual strength.
In her heart, she held even more respect and awe for Jiang Ning.
"Go call the Old Turtle for me!" Jiang Ning said.
"Yes, Master!!" Linglong replied.
Then she flicked her tail fin, instantly transforming into a streaking rainbow on the lake surface, traversing the channels that ran throughout the yard, heading to the garden where the Old Turtle resided.
The same garden where Little Dumpling and the others lived.
