Situ Zha suddenly remembered that the Jade Emperor had abruptly summoned everyone to make their choice.
With faith dwindling, Spiritual Qi withering.
To slumber or to transmigrate, two options.
At that time, it wasn't mentioned that these magical artifacts would appear in the mortal realm; so where is his artifact now?
Seeing that Situ Zha remained silent, deep in thought, Mianmian did not bother him anymore.
She walked over to the Little White Dragon, extending her hand to touch its head.
The Little White Dragon was still unconscious, perhaps there was a problem within its sea of consciousness.
She could take Ayu, who lived inside her own head, to go and have a look.
Indeed, upon entering the Little White Dragon's head, Ayu appeared.
"Mianmian, do you need my help with anything?"
Mianmian was observing the Little White Dragon's memories.
This dragon was created, its memories stored in a sea; she was standing on the sea surface with Ayu.
