The Evolution of a Weirdo

When the purple ball saw the silver dragon being bullied, it trembled and struggled non-stop. When the spirits saw that, they could not help but laugh sharply. 'You little weakling, you still want us to acknowledge you as our master? Ptooey! We'll play with you until you die!'

The purple ball rolled toward the weapon spirits, wanting to save the silver dragon and the ball of yarn.

The spirits that saw Yun Chujiu's primordial spirit even dared to go over, they laughed arrogantly. Although they could not kill their master, they could tease it.

They kicked the small purple ball around and continued to bite the little silver dragon and the ball of wool in front of it.

The little black bird and the others wanted to help but could not. The spiritual sense of the demon beasts was different from the spiritual sense of the weapons. Their primordial spirits were in their own bodies, it was just that they were connected to Yun Chujiu through a spiritual sense.