"This is the world within a jar. What's wrong?"
Song Lin noticed that the little girl's condition seemed somewhat unusual.
Her strength was slowly dissipating.
"Is this the mortal world?"
The Treasure Attendant's face paled, her expression brimming with unease.
She seemed unable to get accustomed to the mortal climate.
Song Lin's mind stirred, and countless tender sprouts grew from the ground. A verdant expanse spread across ten meters in all directions, filled with vitality. Under this flourishing life force, the Treasure Attendant's complexion regained a rosy hue.
"I am a spirit born from the immortal stone beneath Yuan Shi Heavenly King's feet at Yujing Mountain; I am unsuitable for the mortal world,"
The Treasure Attendant confessed honestly.
Every moment she spent in the mortal realm, her body was polluted by mortal Qi.
This was the innate flaw of such natural entities.
