Nine Profound Golden Lightning affectionately rubbed against Xiao Wujiu's hand, then began to shrink. In the end, it turned into a golden little dragon the length of an arm and landed on his shoulder.
"Did I just become a father out of nowhere?"
He shook his head, half amused and half exasperated. It seemed Nine Profound Golden Lightning had developed a natural fondness for him because he had helped it gather a spirit. Coupled with the Thunder Ancestral Talisman's innate affinity for lightning attributes, it was hardly strange that it regarded him as something like a father.
He gently stroked Nine Profound Golden Lightning's head, and it obediently let him do so. "Fine. Since you're calling me Father, I should give you a name."
Looking at the little dragon Nine Profound Golden Lightning had become, he saw that it had only just succeeded in gathering a spirit and could not yet take human form. Nor could he tell whether it was male or female. After some thought, he decided to give it a nickname.
"A gentleman is diligent all day and vigilant at night; though danger approaches, there is no blame."
"Li means danger, but also strength. From now on, you'll be called Xiao Li." Smiling, Xiao Wujiu looked at the living being he had personally created, strange emotions stirring within him. "I hope you'll grow stronger and stronger, just like your name!"
"Xiao Li thanks Father!"
Nine Profound Golden Lightning—or rather, Xiao Li—draped its golden body over his shoulder and rubbed its head against his cheek. A tingling numbness spread across him.
"Alright, alright. Xiao Li, I'm heading out now. Are you coming with me?"
Xiao Wujiu looked at the clingy Xiao Li and asked. Not long ago, he had also received a message from Zi Yan urging him