Finally, the elf stopped in front of Sheng Ning.
Sheng Ning looked up at the enormous thing in front of her, and when she looked down again, she muttered a complaint to herself.
"Good heavens, I'm only as tall as one of its toes?"
None of my family members understand!
His cultivation level was forced to the Golden Core stage, forcing him to advance to the next level, which ultimately resulted in him being only 1.6 meters tall.
Now she's only as tall as an elf's thumb.
"The eight-star Kunwu sword is so thin that even picking one's teeth with it is considered too difficult."
Sensing the resistance of the Eight-Star Kunwu Sword, Sheng Ning quickly patted it lightly, saying, "I didn't say you were meticulous, I was praising you for being able to pick your teeth."
Eight-Star Kunwu Sword: ......
Sheng Ning looked up at the elf above her again and sighed, "It's true what they say, comparisons are odious. What did you eat to grow so tall?"
"If you were a little smaller, maybe I could beat you."
It's so big that if she took the Eight-Star Kunwu Sword and slashed it, even the elves would think she was just tickling it.
His eye twitched slightly for a moment.
The little white dumpling sat upright on her shoulder. Just as he was about to laugh at her for being able to find humor in such a difficult situation, he thought, "What kind of time is this? How can she still say such things?"
But before he could utter a word, he saw that the enormous object in front of him seemed... to have shrunk a bit?
Wanting to rub its eyes, the little white ball asked incredulously, "Sheng Ning, can you shrink it a bit more?"
Sheng Ning was researching how to enlarge the Eight-Star Kunwu Sword when she heard this and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Judging from your tone, does it listen to me?"
As she spoke, she looked up at the elf again, "Could you shrink a little smaller?"
Then Sheng Ning saw with her own eyes that the elf in front of her had shrunk a little more.
Sheng Ning, "...How come it's so obedient?"
The elf seemed displeased that she had stopped giving the command, and stomped her foot, almost trampling Sheng Ning underfoot.
Sheng Ning immediately took a step back, ascended into the air on her sword, and faced him directly. "Can you understand me?"
"What if I want you to grow to the same size as me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she and the little white ball on her shoulder, along with her soul, saw the elf in front of them shrinking at a visible speed.
Turning her head to face the little white dumpling, Sheng Ning raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose.
"I've already gone through a phoenix-like rebirth, and this is what I get after all that? I've taken my pants off."
Upon hearing this, the little white ball floated in front of her, and after confirming that her pants were properly on, it returned to her shoulder. "You didn't take your pants off."
Sheng Ning was instantly amused.
Because the elf was so obedient, Sheng Ning's inner tension subsided considerably.
Even the cold sweat on my palms had dried considerably.
The smaller elf below, seeing that she was still in mid-air and wouldn't come down, anxiously raised its hands high and kept jumping around.
It seemed to have forgotten how big it had been just moments before, and also forgotten that it could grow bigger or smaller.
Looking down at the elves' actions on the ground, Sheng Ning descended on her sword.
When she arrived in front of the elf, the elf greeted her warmly.
It was indeed very enthusiastic; the ground was covered with lava that had fallen from its body.
If other cultivators with water or wood elemental roots were present, they would probably have been burned to ashes long ago.
As the elf approached, Sheng Ning immediately raised his hand to block its forehead, preventing it from burning his robes if it got too close.
"Can you understand me?"
Seeing the elf nod happily, the image of a golden retriever inexplicably popped into Sheng Ning's mind.
Amused by her own thoughts, she said, "If you can understand me, then do you recognize who I am?"
The elf nodded happily again.
Sheng Ning never imagined that she had been entangled with so many people in her past life.
With a slight upturn of her lips, she looked the elf up and down. "Why did you stay in the Demon Realm?"
Knowing that elves cannot speak, she changed her approach and asked, "Did I leave you here?"
Seeing the elf almost shaking its head off its neck, the little white ball said in a deep voice, "I've been paired with you for so long, why didn't I know you had a connection with a fire-type elf?"
Sheng Ning was still asking the elf, "Was it me who saved you and left you here?"
The elf's frequent nodding made Sheng Ning somewhat annoyed.
She shrugged at the little white ball and said, "I don't know how I could have been associated with fire-type spirits in my past life."
"But isn't it a bit silly? It doesn't actually understand what I'm saying, it just nods?"
Just as she finished speaking, the elf, who had been as enthusiastic as a golden retriever a moment before, immediately shook his head.
Is it... that he can really understand what she's saying?
Sheng Ning was quite surprised.
So this elf was saved by her in her past life without even Zhuzhao knowing?
Realizing this, Sheng Ning looked the elf up and down again. "You were injured before. There are places in the demon realm that are good for you to heal, so I left you here?"
The elf's repeated nods completely dispelled the fog in Sheng Ning's mind.
After looking the elf up and down again, she asked it in a low voice, "I saved your life back then, and now that I'm in trouble, are you willing to help me?"
When Sheng Ning said these words, there was a hint of uncertainty in her tone.
Because what's in front of us is no ordinary treasure.
This object is highly spiritual and has already developed its own consciousness; it is very particular about the concept of 'fate'.
If you are not destined to encounter such spirits, even if you do, you will not be able to form a relationship with them.
But if fate allows...
Seeing the elf nod again, Sheng Ning's eyes widened slightly. "Really?"
Seeing a finger made of magma reaching out in front of him, Sheng Ning looked down at it and became even more certain that this was not his first time in this world.
Otherwise, how would an elf who has lived for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years know about 'pinky promises'?
'What is it trying to do? Is it insulting you? Saying you're bad?'
Seeing that the elf was extending its little finger, the little white ball immediately thought of Sheng Ning from her previous life, who always gave people the little finger.
At the time, Sheng Ning euphemistically called it, "I'm calling them losers, sore losers, and noobs!"
Sheng Ning shook her head. "It's trying to make a pinky promise with me, to tell me that it really wants to help me."
While explaining to the little white ball, she reached out her hand to make a pinky promise with the elf.
Her eyes crinkled with laughter, and the next instant, the elf who had been standing face to face with her, making a pinky promise, disappeared.
It instantly burrowed into her body.
The figure, who hadn't even had time to react, instantly changed appearance.
The little white dumpling was scalded and immediately jumped off her. "Sheng Ning! Are you cooked?!"
Sheng Ning now looks like a boiled shrimp, her whole body glowing red.
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