Mo Ling instantly understood. Xia Buluo wanted revenge against the Ever-Thirsty, which was why he had come to the Mirage.
As the Ever-Thirsty's power grew, Xia Buluo found he couldn't hope to catch up, no matter how hard he tried. It seemed his revenge was becoming a lost cause.
So, after learning that a wish-granting relic existed within the Mirage, he had come here without a second thought, seeking a way out of his predicament...
"But how am I supposed to grant your wish?"
Mo Ling wasn't a god; he couldn't just conjure a relic out of thin air.
Just as this helpless thought crossed his mind, the golden light around him suddenly began to shift and flicker.
A moment later, a bizarrely shaped relic appeared beside Mo Ling.
It was dark, resembling a small spinning top.
Mo Ling quickly looked around, but his surroundings were perfectly still. There was nothing but the golden light drifting everywhere.
'The wish... was granted?'
'Just like that?'
