The contract was finally completed. The Indestructible Divine Soul Bell happily dragged along the clang-bright rear end that the Supreme True Cloud had rammed, swaying as it walked away.
I'm done. It's your turn.
The three of us—I was the first, and I even snatched the chance. That's what you call refusing to take the ordinary path.
From now on, Master will definitely have a deep impression of my strong personality. Whenever there are benefits, he'll surely think of me first.
Hehe...
The Supreme True Cloud immediately rushed over, indignantly revealing its tiny forehead. A toothpick-thick little finger pointed at its forehead and gestured repeatedly: Master! I was robbed just now! Hurry, sign me!
But the Wishful Metal instantly transformed into an iron rod. With one swing straight to the head, it sent the Supreme True Cloud flying: Whoosh!
Then Little Sprite's face appeared atop one end of the iron rod. It revealed its smooth forehead, narrowed its eyes, and smiled ingratiatingly. Master, sign me.
Fang Che laughed aloud. He could also see the hierarchy among the little fellows.
Sure enough, his guess had been right. The Wishful Metal and the Indestructible Divine Soul Bell were stronger than the Supreme True Cloud.
Thus, he stroked the Wishful Metal. Once again, a pale-golden halo appeared at his fingertip, and he pressed it against the Wishful Metal's forehead.
Behind him, the Supreme True Cloud once again began furiously ramming the Wishful Metal's rear.
Give it back to me!
Give it back!
The Wishful Metal extended a long rod tip, pushed the Supreme True Cloud far away, and then said, Go ahead and ram...
The Indestructible Divine Soul Bell could still possibly be damaged by ramming, but try it with my rod...
Sure enough, by the time the Wishful Metal finished signing the