941: Chapter 241: Little Mo Lian eats a coffin?
941: Chapter 241: Little Mo Lian eats a coffin?
Chapter 543
“Hmm, it’s hungry and wants to devour this black coffin!” Mo Jiuli stated truthfully.
“Devour it?
Little Mo Lian wants to eat a coffin?” Little Book exclaimed in surprise.
“That’s right, it said it wanted to eat!” Mo Jiuli explained, also feeling quite helpless.
Then, Mo Jiuli, Little Book, Tuantuan, Little Lingling, Xiaolan, and Xue Jing, who had just walked over, formed a circle and watched the black coffin in front of them…
Because Little Mo Lian moved very quickly, after burrowing into the black coffin, it became pitch-dark inside, and they didn’t see how Little Mo Lian managed to consume the wood of the coffin!
However, as time ticked away, Mo Jiuli keenly sensed that the black coffin was disappearing, and not in a way that it was being consumed, but rather, it was being refined…
The Cold Energy on the surface of the black coffin kept withdrawing, its aura slowly fading, and one could vaguely see the color of the black coffin getting lighter, not as deep and ink-like as before…
This scene surprised not only Mo Jiuli but even Little Book!
It was truly a sight to behold, for as an Artifact Spirit who had lived for countless years, it was the first time it had encountered such a situation…
Exactly what kind of ghost was this black coffin?
And why would Little Mo Lian want to eat the black coffin?
A string of question marks flashed in Little Book’s mind, unable to find an answer…
Mo Jiuli had always been worried about accidents befalling Mo Lian, therefore, she ignored the astonishment of Little Book and the others, and kept her gaze fixed on the black coffin, to prevent anything from happening to Little Mo Lian…
Three days passed in a flash, and the black coffin had now turned a light black color!
It was not as dark as it had been before.
Mo Jiuli also saw a small Mo Lian inside the black coffin, quietly as if growing within the coffin itself…
It seemed to be refining and absorbing the essence of the black coffin; Mo Jiuli, seeing nothing amiss, felt somewhat relieved.
She found a place to sit cross-legged, her Divine Sense surrounding the black coffin and Little Mo Lian…
Another three days went by, and daylight was starting to emerge outside, with ten days passing inside the Space for every one day outside…
Mo Jiuli looked at the color of the black coffin in front of her and estimated that in about three more days, Little Mo Lian should be able to refine the entire black coffin…
Just as Mo Jiuli had guessed, the color of the black coffin continued to fade.
Until now, Mo Jiuli still couldn’t determine what material the black coffin was made of because it seemed to contain a power necessary for Little Mo Lian, and it wasn’t wooden…
It had now almost become translucent, and judging by this rate, once Little Mo Lian completely refined and absorbed the black coffin, it would completely disappear…
Two more days passed, and just as Mo Jiuli and the others thought it was nearly over, the color of the black coffin suddenly deepened again.
Not only that, but the floral body of Little Mo Lian also began to shake continuously, as if it could wither at any moment…
“Mo Lian, what’s wrong?” Mo Jiuli asked, concerned.
“Master, it hurts, it hurts…
uh-uh…
it’s so painful…” Mo Lian’s childish voice called out in great distress.
“What’s the matter?
Where does it hurt?” Mo Jiuli asked, startled by the words.
“Master, it hurts, my whole body aches!
Uh-uh…” Mo Lian cried out in pain.
Upon hearing this, Mo Jiuli immediately went to the side of the coffin, her Divine Sense enveloped Little Mo Lian, and to her horror, she realized that the surroundings of Little Mo Lian were scorchingly hot, perhaps even hotter than Little Gold’s flame…
What in the world was going on?
How could this have happened?
“Master, I’m in such discomfort!
It hurts, it hurts so much…” Mo Lian cried out.