The clear water began to constantly change its form.
One moment, it crawled on the shell like a Slime. The next, it became a bird, flapping on the ground but unable to fly...
Finally, the clear water swelled, becoming a large pool. But the golden light still seemed unsatisfied. It continued to transform, causing the pool to start gushing upward.
"This is… the Wishing Spring?"
Mo Ling could hardly believe his eyes. This fountain was identical to the Wishing Spring, a perfect match in size, shape, and every detail.
'I never thought the Wishing Spring was created this way.'
This also reminded Mo Ling of the internal details he'd seen of the Little Elf:
Its body was like a soft ball of yarn woven from golden light, with no organs or core, unlike any known creature.
The water within the Wishing Spring was ordinary, but the golden light inside it was something special.
Even the images of wishes that appeared on the water were projections of that golden light.
