Old Turtle Wucheng carefully raised the Jade Bottle and poured a few drops of the Spiritual Spring onto his tongue. He controlled the Water Pearls, rolling them back and forth across his tongue to savor the taste.
"That's it! This is the taste!"
He was ecstatic, his aged body trembling so violently one might have suspected he was about to faint at any second.
The Iron Armor General was similarly overcome with emotion. He paced back and forth in the cave, accidentally smashing the stone table to pieces, yet he still wore a look of delight. Even he hadn't expected to find a clue to the whereabouts of the Sovereign of Qi's son, whom the Demon Country had been pursuing for over sixty years.
"Gou Santong, can you use the urine in this Spiritual Spring to track the source?"
Seeing the Iron Armor General's expectant look, Gou Santong hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.
