Once she becomes independent, she will return to you.

If you miss her during this time, you are welcome to visit her at the temple.

" By Chowi stared at the letter, tears streaming down his face.

She had always believed that the ethereal Lingling was merely a runaway spirit doll, an apparition, only to discover that she was in fact a pitiable little fairy.

Due to the fair's innate ability to become invisible, she remained unseen by all living beings.

Poor Lingling, it turned out, could not comprehend the words she spoke, having followed her since her birth.

A spatial stone left behind by Suzah Han lay a top the letter.

Inside the stone were some currency and provisions.

Early in the morning, Suzi Han delightedly applied a facial mask while enjoying grapes.

Beside her was a small creature that consumed grapes without discarding the skins.

Who could have anticipated that a casual stroll would lead to the discovery of a newborn demagod? The true form of this little being was still unknown, but it likely resided near the freshwater lakes of a fishing ground.

This exceptionally gifted fairy, akin to Lulu, awakened with legendary prowess, taking on a shape reminiscent of a mermaid.

For indeed, the mermaid was the most enchanting entity in the lake.

Upon her birth, she encountered by Chia, who had come to the small river to catch fish.

Sensing a kindred spirit, she followed by Chia home, only to be treated as a ghost once discovered.

After consuming by Chia's food, the little fairy began to regard by Chia's family.

Thus, a voiceless and nave little fairy concealed herself, for no one could see her.

She accompanied by Chawiwi in her endeavors, trailing behind, consuming the food offered and gradually comprehending the world, surviving in the dark realm of deities.

Lord Jing Jing has arrived, they announced.

How wonderful.

Ling Jing Jing is here.

Last night, she had attempted to impart the divine language to Lingling, but the endeavor had failed.

She had also tried bestowing a divine name, which was equally unsuccessful.

Now, a professional teacher had arrived.

Suzi Han removed her mask, washed her face, and led the grape stuffing little fairy out of the room.

It was time to leave the rest to Ling Jing Jing.

Upon her arrival, Ling Jing Jing search high and low, and only through Sue Xihan's divine arts did she finally see the little fairy lingling and hear her voice.

After a period of instruction, Ling Jing Jing, with a hint of exasperation, took Lingling to find Suzi Han.

At that moment, Suzi Han was engaged in reviewing resumes alongside numerous spiritual servants.

Meticulously selecting the most promising deities from Blue Star, Llan simultaneously opened multiple screens, facilitating online work for the little fairies.

What did you say? She is the moon.

Chapter 202.

The gift of the system.

Su Xi Han glanced at the little spirit behind Lang Jing Jing.

Ling Jing Jing reiterated her perspective.

Oh, you mean that ghost Ling is connected to Moon Island.

Suzi Han comprehended Ling Jing<unk>s implication.

Indeed, Ling Jing Jing affirmed.

This is not her true form, merely an avatar, which accounts for her um lack of intelligence and inability to grasp my teachings.

Ling Jing Jing endeavored to delicately articulate the extreme foolishness of this spirit without being impolite.

It is merely a possibility, nothing more, she stated with a solemn expression.

Ling Jing Jing was convinced that this uncommunicative spirit surely lacked something essential.

It was peculiar that she could not comprehend any of the words spoken to her.

After all, her teachings could even enlighten ordinary spirits.

As for why Ling Jing Jing mentioned the moon, it was because she observed under the divine manifestation of their lord a thread connecting the little girl to Moon Island.

Ling Jing Jing could not see ghostling.

Under the divine spell, she could only perceive a glowing aura enveloping a humanoid entity.

The faintly discernable thread was noted during her numerous attempts to teach her, leading to her investigation of the spirites condition.

Suzie Han cast a glance at Ghostling, observing the bewildered expression on her small face.

It seemed that without the ability to perceive emotions divinely, no creature could communicate with her.

She had been following by Chawiwa, yet she could not grasp his meaning.

As a native consort of the divine realm, a spirit should possess some knowledge upon awakening.

The failure of divine language infusion, the failure of the name bestowed by the deity.

If she were merely a shadow, not a genuine individual, all these occurrences might finally make sense.

Let us proceed to Moon Island.

Suzi Han paused her tasks, allowing the system assistant, Llan, to aid the multitude of spirits in their selections.

With her left hand grasping Ling Jing Jing and her right hand holding Ghostling, they ascended together.

Upon their arrival, they found themselves on Moon Island.

This island was composed of the brightest phosphorescent plants that Suzi Han had transplanted.

It spanned several tens of thousands of square meters, revealing a luminous forest upon entry.

Having visited the island the previous day, Suzie Han had noticed nothing unusual.

Reflecting on this, she summoned the dark sun.

Under its meticulous perception, she began to hypothesize and search for answers, ultimately uncovering some information.

Ghostling indeed shared a similar aura with the entirety of Moon Island, as if originating from the same source.

However, it was challenging to identify Ghostling's true form.

After a thorough exploration, she could not find which phosphorescent plant was associated with her.

Thus, she decided to inquire directly.

She asked Ghostling if she was familiar with the place.

I don't know, Ghostling replied.

Upon arriving at the island, Ghostling had become exceedingly joyful, frolicking upon the ground.

The situation seemed to have reached an impass.

She turned to Ling Jing Jing.

Ling Jing Jing paced thoughtfully on the island, eventually furrowing her brow and declaring, "This is indeed the island.

All things possess spirits.

The heavens and earth give birth to spirits, and all things can take form.

Thus, the realm is graced with fairies.

" Ling Jing Jing pointed at the ethereal Ling and mused.

I surmise she is the fairy transformed from Moon Island.

If Moon Island truly possessed life that could morph into a fairy, why is she unable to discern it? Could it be that she has perished? Suddenly, Suzhan had an epiphany.

She produced Chi-Chi's candle and ignited it.

The luminous glow illuminated the entirety of Moon Island as a healing aura radiated across its expanse.

Ling, caught in a moment of stillness, resembled the character paused in time.

As the healing light spread, Ling emanated a soft glow, gradually dissipating into the island.

Before her disappearance, her expression was one of helplessness.

Ling Jing Jing exclaimed in astonishment.

Just now, I beheld Ling<unk>s visage.

She was exquisite, as lovely as Lord Xi.

Yet, she has vanished.

She will return, Suzi Han replied quietly.

I shall remain here, watching for her until she reappears.

Will you join me? Yes.

Suzie Han released her grip on the candle, allowing it to float above Moon Island.

She settled onto the grass, her hand caressing the soft blades, which felt as gentle as Ling's hair.

Ling Jing Jing lay on the ground, chanting softly, "Heaven and earth, profound and vast.

" "Moon Moon, you must be wise.

The little fairies adore you.

" As Suzi Han reclined on Moon Island, she reflected upon the events of the previous day, realizing she too had been ins snared in confusion.

Indeed, by Chia was correct.

Ling was almost a true spectre, a manifestation of the demise of Moon Island.

From a moment life was birthed upon Moon Island, it was already dead, perishing at the dawn of sensience.