Naming

Zhang Ping could sense its dejection, even a hint of sorrow.

"All right, all right, little one. I won't force you to eat it." Zhang Ping used his control to stroke its head, then spoke helplessly.

But after one touch, he found himself unable to stop. He could not resist petting it a few more times until the little one became annoyed, and only then did he stop.

This little one felt incredible to the touch.

It was like stroking the finest Warm Jade—delicate, smooth, and carrying a faint warmth.

At that moment, rustling sounds came from all around them.

The little one immediately got up and cautiously peered through a gap in the leaves. Outside, a dense mass of Black Mountain Bow-backed Ants was closing in.

It panicked at once and slowly backed away, only to hear rustling behind it as well. It hurriedly turned around and saw countless Black Mountain Bow-backed Ants there too.

Zhang Ping could feel its fear, anger, sorrow, and... hatred!

He immediately overturned his earlier assumption. These Black Mountain Bow-backed Ants might not have belonged to the same colony as it.

Could it be that war had broken out between two ant colonies, and the little one's colony had lost?

So the little one had the tragic fallen-princess backstory?

As Zhang Ping thought this, he said to the little one, "Dear Princess, don't be afraid. This prince will take you out of danger at once!"

As he spoke, he controlled blood to grow a pair of wings on the little one's back. Then Nether Mist covered the wings and carried the little one swiftly into the sky.

Countless ants immediately surged toward them, even forming a black ant tower that continuously climbed into the air. However, Nether Mist flew extremely fast and shook off