Meanwhile, Xiao Tian was talking to a tiny ant five centimeters tall that walked upright. He was the youngest son of the Heavenly Horned Ant, one of the Ten Fiends. His entire family had died in battle, leaving only him. As one of the Ten Fiends, he had possessed many humanlike features since childhood, a sign that he was suited to cultivation. As he grew, he would naturally evolve a human body.
His entire body looked as though it had been forged from yellow dao immortal gold, gleaming brilliantly. His golden frame was sturdy, and his tiny body stood upright on human feet, with human hands. Like a person, he folded his arms across his chest and raised his head, his large golden eyes more dazzling than the great sun, to look at Xiao Tian, who held him in his palm and gazed down at him.
"What's your name? Uncle Jiang thinks each of those women is extraordinary. Even in the Immortal Ancient era, they would have been the very finest heavenly prodigies. But I think you're the most extraordinary, because they all like you."
The Little Heaven-Horned Ant was small but shrewd, laying bare the secret with a single remark. He could actually see-or infer-that Xiao Tian was no ordinary person.
Xiao Tian's confidantes had their hearts wholly set on him. When they looked at him, some smiled gently, some had shimmering eyes, some were sweet and adorably innocent, and some rolled their eyes...
Yet even those rolled eyes were flirtatious, sending him covert glances of affection. The Little Heaven-Horned Ant could practically smell the sickeningly sweet romance and had already been stuffed full of their public displays of affection.
"Heh, you even noticed that? Then have you ever heard the saying, 'You know too much'?"
Xiao Tian smiled