The chaos Qi could only ensure that it would not starve to death, but it could not provide enough spiritual energy for it to grow. Even if it stayed in there for ten thousand years, it would still be a little yellow chick and could not enter the growth stage. This situation was similar to the little meatball of the glazed gold beast. It had stayed in the gap between the spatial turbulence for thousands of years, but it was still in the infant stage.
Ling Chuxi couldn't bear to leave it in the Meru space to face the dark and hazy world, but if it stayed outside all the time, she really couldn't afford to raise it. Looking at the decreasing number of five-colored spirit stones in her spatial ring, Ling Chuxi became worried again.
She wasn't the only one who was worried. In the flower stream valley, Jie Feiying was also looking at Zhuo fanglin with a depressed expression.
"It's been so many days. Why hasn't senior brother Feng come out of seclusion?" Xie Feiying asked.
