The gurgle of running water came from the void and entered her ears.
"It appeared!"
Seeing this, Mu Zi's willow eyebrows lifted slightly, and a trace of surprise could not help but flash through her beautiful eyes.
She had thought she would need to try several times, but in the end, the moment she revealed her aura, she had succeeded.
It seemed the Original Luo River and she were fated.
Splash, splash!
Mu Zi's gaze focused slightly, and her senses spread out. Somewhere ahead, she sensed a peculiar alternate space drifting outside the present world, and that sound of flowing water was coming precisely from that alternate space.
"So that's how it is."
Mu Zi's expression stirred. The Original Luo River seemed to possess a certain trait: it favored the world's spiritual grace. Whenever something that met its conditions appeared, the Luo River would be "drawn" over.
At this moment, Mu Zi felt as if a certain fluctuation within that space had established an affinity with her. Following that connection, she could draw out some Luo River water from within it.
Without much hesitation, Mu Zi gently beckoned. Immediately, a fresh aura rushed toward her face, pleasing to the heart.
Gurgle.
A wisp of clear spirit liquid flowed out from the void. Mu Zi raised her hand and held it in her palm.
Looking at it, the Luo River water had no color, yet possessed an extremely pure essence, as though since the world had first opened, it had never been polluted by the turbid qi of the mortal realm.
Such a thing of ultimate refinement and purity could probably resonate only with something equally pure and blessed by the beauty of nature.
"What pure energy!"
A look of amazement rose in Mu Zi's eyes. She could sense that this