"Take advantage of my lucidity and leave. Once I fall into confusion, you won't be able to escape." The peacock spoke in a melancholic tone.

It had been enslaved.

"How can I help you?" Su He asked.

The peacock shook its head, its crest swaying with the motion: "My original body is long dead, this drop of essence blood has been refined by someone. To help me, you would have to snatch the Peacock's True Blood from a powerful being. How can you, a naive child, help me?"

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There was self-mockery in its voice: "If your respected parent were here, they could help me. Even if you take the Peacock's True Blood now, you won't be able to suppress it. You're just a child. If you grow a bit more and gather some human luck and merit..."

It suddenly saw the small merit stele on Su He's Turtle Mountain and opened its mouth wide in surprise, letting out a cry of "Ah!"

Could it be that this little turtle's parents had done great deeds in this world, allowing him to be born with merit?

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