The old turtle had placed its claw on his pulse and diagnosed with closed eyes for a moment.
At this moment, Emperor Jin Ming held his breath and stared intently, careful as a student in front of his teacher, uncharacteristically honest.
When the old turtle opened its eyes and removed its claw from his pulse, he timidly asked, "Master Tortoise, how is it, can the poison in my body be cured?"
The old turtle nodded, lifted a claw, and in the blink of an eye, there was a golden, shining Immortal Pill on its claw!
The golden pill dazzled with brilliance, its fragrance overwhelming. Unsure of what it was made from, just the smell alone was refreshing and clarifying, indicating its extraordinary quality.
Emperor Jin Ming, having received the life-saving Immortal Pill, hurriedly took it and stuffed it into his mouth eagerly, swallowing while he mumbled his thanks, "Thank you, Great… Master, thank you... Great Master…"