Merging with Demon Spirits

"Human, you’re so cool!"

At that moment, Lin Feng looked at the little elf in surprise. Her voice was sweet and childish, no different from a ten-year-old girl. Her pronunciation was pretty good, and the meaning was clear enough.

The Elf Race had their own language, which was Elvish, but the little elf in front of him was speaking Chinese.

"Bro, she can talk!" Lele cried out.

Not only Lin Feng and the others, even Lin Bing was surprised; they’d had this little elf for half a month and had never seen her talk.

Not to mention in Chinese.

"How did you learn to talk?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"Bad human, wants me snow, snow every day, no give eat."

Faced with everyone’s gaze, the little elf stuttered as she spoke, glancing longingly at the Essence of Life. The bottle was already open, but she didn’t dare drink it directly.

Even though the Essence of Life was super important to her.

"Poor thing!"

Lele looked at her with sympathy and gently pinched the little elf’s cheek.

Although the little elf spoke in broken phrases, the general meaning was clear enough. Apparently, the previous owner saw she had no magical talent and forced her to learn Chinese to sell her for a higher price.

Just like how a talking parrot would go for more money.

"Then why didn’t you talk to me?" Lin Bing asked.

The little elf shrank down shyly, "Don’t like snow."

"Haha!"

Lin Feng burst out laughing. Her pronunciation was still off, not wanting to learn sounded like "don’t like snow."

Chinese was such a complicated language. Not just for elves—even normal human kids don’t like studying. Being sick of learning was super normal. If Lin Bing found out, he’d probably make the little elf study every single day.

"Little glutton!"

Lin Bing said helplessly.

Clearly, if Lin Feng hadn’t pulled out the Essence of Life, the little elf wouldn’t have revealed she could speak Chinese.

Seeing the little elf’s hopeful but hesitant eyes, Lin Feng’s heart melted. He handed the crystal bottle to the little elf. "Drink up."

"Human, you’re so cool!"

The little elf flapped her wings, eyes squinting in delight, and praised him.

It was sincere praise straight from her heart.

Essence of Life was rare even in her old world.

She’d only had it twice.

And only a tiny amount, nowhere near as much as the big bottle in front of her now.

She just didn’t know if it was all for her.

"Thank you."

The little elf was very polite. She thanked Lin Feng, then poked her head into the crystal bottle and started drinking.

Ever since she was separated from her mom and her clan, and got caught by humans, she hadn’t eaten any Essence of Life. At most, she got some Spirit Fruit, but once they found out she had no magical talent, even fruit was gone. Her body just kept getting weaker.

"She’s adorable," Lin Fang said with a smile.

Those two phrases, "You’re so cool" and "Thank you," were actually pronounced perfectly—she’d clearly studied hard.

After drinking a tenth of the bottle, the little elf suddenly stopped and licked her lips, looking like she wanted more.

"Had enough?" Lin Feng asked.

"I’m full!"

The little elf patted her belly and said loudly.

Elves were super smart—even smarter than humans. From the looks and attitudes of Lin Feng’s group, she could tell there was no danger, so she stopped trembling and just stared longingly at the Essence of Life.

She could actually drink more.

She could probably finish most of the bottle, but she knew how precious Essence of Life was. She was scared her big appetite would freak out the handsome human.

If she scared him off, he wouldn’t want her anymore—and then she’d never get to drink it again.

"What’s your name? How old are you?" Lin Feng asked.

"My name’s Duck Egg."

The little elf said, then held up seven fingers. "Seven years old."

"She’s actually called Duck Egg?" Everyone laughed.

Lin Feng laughed too, looking at the adorable little elf. It really did feel like having a daughter.

He’d originally planned to sell the little elf, but now he was honestly reluctant.

Whatever, raising her wasn’t too bad. A hundred million a year wasn’t a huge deal for him.

"It’s Duck Egg! Duck Egg!"

The little elf puffed her cheeks and hopped up and down on Lin Feng’s shoulder, anxiously explaining.

She knew what a duck egg was, and she definitely wasn’t one of those ugly creatures.

"So you mean ’Ya Dan’!" Everyone joked, laughing.

"Not duck egg, Ya Dan!"

The little elf kept repeating, until at last everyone realized the little elf’s name was Ya Dan.

In elf language, it meant "happy."

After eating the Essence of Life, little Ya Dan regained her flying ability and became lively again. She flapped her wings, fluttered in front of everyone, showing off her cuteness and spreading laughs and giggles.

The atmosphere, which had been a little dull, became cheerful thanks to Ya Dan joining in.

Even Old Ma, a middle-aged uncle, looked at her with a doting smile.

"Xiaofeng, look how happy your mom is. If you had a baby, she’d be even happier!"

Lin Kerou watched Lin Fang’s grandmotherly smile, then turned to Lin Feng with her suggestion.

Lin Feng: "..."

...

After the Space Gate closed, besides the King Becoming Plan, nothing much happened.

Three days later, the news stopped reporting about the volunteer sacrifices. People started to forget too.

In this special era, people enjoyed everything, got used to quickly forgetting pain and blood, because only then could life be filled with hope and joy.

With the King Becoming Plan becoming a hot topic across all kinds of news media, people quickly shifted their attention.

Both in daily life and online, everyone was talking about it like crazy.

Before the Space Gate merged, the Glory League was everyone’s biggest obsession—a regular game could grab headlines all the time.