Fang Che poked a finger toward him, tapping the forehead of the Nether Sprite, which was even smaller than his finger.
The Nether Sprite affectionately hugged Fang Che's finger, absolutely delighted.
This name sounds so nice. Much better than the others...
But Fang Che was already thinking about how to strengthen the Nether Sprite. It was just too weak...
You're even so slow at swallowing nutrients...
Just then, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Nether World was the first to leap into the Nether Sprite's bucket. Opening its mouth, it went, "Glu, glu, glu..."
The other three jumped in almost at the same time. "Glu, glu, glu..."
The Nether Sprite's bean-sprout-like little hands struggled desperately to block them, but it was helpless. In the blink of an eye, the entire bucket was gone.
The Nether Sprite was dumbfounded, then burst into loud wails.
It actually had tears.
But tears counted as nutrients too...
Nether Emperor immediately leaned over and licked the tears from the Nether Sprite's face... licked them...
Fang Che was utterly dumbstruck!
Even Nether World, Nether Lord, and Nether Realm nearby stared at Nether Emperor in shock.
All of them regretted it and suddenly understood: Damn... so this is an option too?!
The Nether Sprite was licked silly. It stood there blankly for a while before finally howling and charging into the Little Flying Dagger...
Only then did the other four reluctantly return to their respective metals, each poking half a body back out from the metal.
Fang Che understood.
This was their after-meal tea chat, and it was starting again.
In any case, he couldn't understand them, nor could he figure out whether this was how the little fellows communicated.
But up to now...
Fang Che could be considered fully equipped with Divine Metal.
Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, and