But they could already be compared to some other adult races.
Jiang Hui slowly opened his eyes, filled with gentleness and affection, gently caressing the small head of the Netherworld Emperor Python, feeling the subtle fluctuations of the scales on its skin.
Sensing Jiang Hui's goodwill, the Netherworld Emperor Python twisted its body, rubbing gently against Jiang Hui's palm.
Although it could not yet speak, its emerald eyes were already filled with dependence and trust towards Jiang Hui.
Jiang Hui's personal charisma was one reason.
But the most significant reason was that Little Black's Faith Value had already reached the level of a zealot, and naturally, as soon as the little python was born, its Faith Value had reached the level of a messenger, causing it to naturally show affection towards Jiang Hui.
Jiang Hui smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and looked towards Little Black and the mother python.
