Chapter 4017 - Etiquette of a Guest
Quite a number of people from the Primordial Sands had discovered the million little beastballs and thought themselves to be the first to spot them. Yin Chen led Tianming and his group along the way.
"The little beastballs showed up again. Why’s that Mushan Xue woman still hiding?" Ying Huo asked, perched on Tianming's shoulder.
"She didn't even show up after I took out a huge chunk of Miracle Mountain, so I doubt she'd show up over the little beastballs or ninelives fruits," Tianming said.
"Those things should all belong to her, right? She might not be happy whether it's the Eightpart Pantheons or Primordial Sands doing the taking," Ji Ji said.
"Since she didn't step out to stop us, she must have her own considerations. Maybe she can't even use all the ninelives fruits or little beastballs for herself. Either way, we have to at least make sure that the Eightpart Pantheons don't leave with the fruits," Tianming said.
"What about the little beastballs?" Ying Huo asked.
"Those things are sentient. If they don't want to follow the disciples of the Primordial Sands, we can't make them." Tianming couldn't manage to control all the ninelives fruits, so there was nothing he could do about those. However, he still had to treat the little beastballs with some care.
Speaking of which, he could already hear the chirping sounds of the little beastballs. He entered a quiet passageway that led to a cave filled with many of the little critters. There were more than a thousand young disciples from the Primordial Sands near the entrance of the cave, their heights uneven, blocking the entrance of the cave. They seemed rather excited and were trying to capture the little beastballs with their cosmic artifacts.
Even though they weren't as forceful as the Eightpart Pantheons, their actions still caused the little beastballs to cry out for help and huddle together in an attempt to hide. They seemed to be cursing at the young cosmic gods with displeased expressions on their faces. Around ten thousand of them had already been captured, all of which were pitifully crying out, trapped within cosmic artifacts.
"We need more people here!"