I Want to Touch Your Dragon Horn

"Stay calm, little guy. No need to be scared," reassured Song Shuhang's primordial spirit as he gently held the small electric fairy, who was emitting sparks all over. "If my physical body were here, this amount of electric current wouldn't even tickle me. After all, the primordial spirit is a bit less resilient than the physical form."

Under his soothing touch, the tiny elf gradually regained her composure.

"Are you Xiaodian?" Song Shuhang inquired.

Although he didn't crawl through the internet cables, the recent appearance of a spatial portal and the glimpse of a white arm, combined with Soft Feather's mention of the Celestial Thearch during their private chat, gave Song Shuhang a good idea of what had transpired.

"Yes, Senior Tyrannical Song, I'm Xiaodian," replied the petite fairy while casting her gaze downward to avoid making eye contact with Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.