That glowing lump like chaotic gas is the artifact spirit of the Nine Layer Tower.
"Master, you can make me transform into anything you want…" the artifact spirit said.
"Well… turn into a beauty!"
As soon as he said this.
The chaotic cloud of light gas transformed like a lump of clay, constantly changing back and forth, as if being molded, into various shapes.
Eventually, it condensed into the form of a woman's body.
Fang Yu's eyes widened…
"Wow… are you kidding me!"
Lithe curves, voluptuous figure, devilish body appeared in front. If it weren't glowing all the time, this would definitely be the dream body for all men.
Fang Yu quickly said sternly, "Quickly transform into a little elf!"
"Yes, Master."
The creation-level divine entity can change according to the master's will.
So, in the blink of an eye, a cute little elf the size of a fist was floating in the air.
"This is more like it…" Fang Yu nodded.
