In the ice spirit's cave mansion.
A cocoon, about one meter long, quietly lay in the corner. On the surface of the cocoon, numerous cracks appeared, out of which dazzling rays of light burst forth, filling the entire cave mansion.
Chen Mo felt the life force within the cocoon growing stronger, as if it was about to emerge.
Moreover, there was a hint of familiarity in that life force that Chen Mo could sense.
Because this aura was the same as the ice spirit's aura.
Seemingly aware of Chen Mo's doubts, the ice spirit smiled and said, "During this time, I've been dripping my own blood onto the cocoon every day to nourish it. Didn't Elder Zuoqiu say that when it evolves successfully, it will grow attached to me, like family, so I can tame it?"
Chen Mo nodded, remembering that Yiren had indeed mentioned this.
Only he hadn't paid much attention to the Immortal Ancient Ice Spirit Silkworm since then.
Mu Qianqian hadn't been urging him for silks either, making him nearly forget.
