“Damn fatty, time to go ashore.” Wielding the spear with a single arm, Miao Yi brandished his spear and called out.
However, Charcoal dragged a large tentacle as he swam over, whimpering as he snorted at him.
Miao Yi understood what he meant. This bastard seemed to love eating this thing, and wanted him to help in bringing some along.
What made Miao Yi feel even more strange was that the little ones, who were responsible for standing guard in the surrounding sea and on the surface of the water, were also sending out their state of mind to him; desiring to devour the Octopus Spirit’s flesh.
Miao Yi was curious. Could it be that eating the demonic spirit’s flesh would be nutritious? Otherwise, why would Charcoal and the little ones drool over it?
If he didn’t have the image of the Octopus Spirit transforming into a gorgeous woman, Miao Yi would have also desired to roast it to eat. But he felt that it was slightly disgusting, so he put a stop to it and let it be.
