"Master, I can finally talk to you!"
The voice was childish, like that of a little girl... The pillow's softness had not changed, but he could feel waves of rich Life Force.
Luo Qiu even saw the radiance of a soul—though at most, it was only at the level of a pseudo-soul.
Finding it rather interesting, he reached out and pinched other parts of the pillow. He found that the pillow's mouth let out a giggle... But when the pillow suddenly made an unintelligible moan, Luo Qiu immediately withdrew his hand.
"Why does it call me Master?" Luo Qiu looked at Nan Xiaonan again. "Since you created it, shouldn't you be its master?"
"Generally speaking, yes." Nan Xiaonan nodded. "However, with this kind of Star-Created Being, if it formed a deep bond with its owner before being granted life, that bond wouldn't disappear after star-creation. Although I'm technically its creator, the master it recognized is you. There's nothing I can do about it."
There was certainly a way... It was just probably useless against him, right?
This was the highest-level Star-Creation Art. How could it possibly sever its relationship with its owner and acknowledge someone else as its master?
"I did buy it, though. It's been several years." Luo Qiu nodded.
Although he had bought it, Ren Ziling was the one who used it most often—frequently subjecting it to violence to vent her emotions... But now that he thought about it, the one with the deepest bond with it should be Ren Ziling, right?
A highest-level Star-Created Being, created at the cost of exhausting one's heart and strength, was hardly different from Nan Xiaonan's own child. At this moment, seeing the Star-Created Being in Luo Qiu's arms gave Nan Xiaonan the feeling that her child had accepted a thief as