Ling Pip stated confidently.

Lilith nodded vigorously.

Ling Pip, you are truly ingenious.

Here is a gift for you.

Are you pleased? Delighted.

You are so kind.

Then take it for a spin while I gather some data.

You don't mind, do you? Of course not.

Bidding farewell to Ling Pip, Lilith piloted the small vehicle gifted by Pip, soaring joyfully above the skies of Pearl City.

This petite craft, a cuttingedge model yet to be released, boasted a streamlined exterior reminiscent of a jam with a spacious and comfortable 5-seat interior, complete with various features such as communication and broadcasting capabilities.

Truly, magical technology transforms life.

"How beautiful," she exclaimed, reveling in her newfound vehicle.

And best of all, it was complimentary.

The echoes of Ling Pip's advice still resonated in her mind.

You may visit the home of the spatial artisan black and white flower.

They possess many plants and may share some tips on caring for them.

Black and white flower currently resides in the outskirts of the fifth fairy city in the west wind district of Willow Rotunda.

They will be delighted to welcome you.

As the small vehicle raced through the sky, it sparkled with speed, leaving trails of light.

Lilith, fully transformed into her ghostly form, meldted with the vehicle, skillfully guiding it with her spiritual energy, reveling in the exhilaration of flight.

Amidst the dazzling sparks and crackling sounds, she remained untouched, as if the chaos merely served to enhance her velocity and fervor.

The broadcast commenced, resonating with the sweet voice of orange blossom.

It is now the third year of the dark empire.

The renowned potato frying shop at First Elf City is passionately inaugurated at 7:00, garnering immense popularity among the citizens of the empire with residents crowding the streets in eager anticipation.

The aroma of the crispy, succulent fried delights wafted through the air, each bite bursting with flavor.

The shopkeeper by Chidian skillfully employed her unique barrier spells to create these culinary masterpieces.

Savoring the moment, one cannot help but feel enticed.

Chapter 268.

The daily life of black and white flower regrettably, the doll did not entirely inherit the divine talent of its master, rendering it unable to consume the dectable ganjo, which would only lead to a state of melancholy.

If it were possible, Lily would truly wish to experience it.

The anticipation of the doll was palpable, wondering what that flavor might be.

Within the flying vehicle, the broadcast continued with a delightful voice of the little sprite delivering announcements.

In 3 days, the concert of the independent musician for Ears is set to take place in Pearl City, and it is hoped that the Little Sprites will arrange their travel plans accordingly.

In the outskirts of the west wind district of the fifth sprite city, a sprawling farmhouse rose from the ground amidst a landscape of farmland.

This dwelling shaped like a mushroom bore resemblance to the previous abode of black and white flower, albeit with significantly greater dimensions, spanning several hundred square meters, it offered an exceptionally spacious residence for most sprites.

This was the new home of Black and White Flower.

In addition to this abode, Black and White Flower owned shops in the city, though it only visited during working hours, as these establishments were managed by its dedicated apprentices.

For Black and White Flower, possessing the ability to teleport made travel convenient as long as it had ample spiritual energy.

Keeping its workspace and living quarters sufficiently apart provided a sense of comfort.

Black and white flower cherish nature, reveling in cooking and gardening.

Relocating to the suburbs to embrace the natural world and cultivate a variety of plants was a source of great happiness.

At this moment, during a well-deserved break, black and white flower reclined comfortably on a hammock in the yard.

The weather was pleasantly temperate.

The moon shone with a gentle glow, and a soothing breeze wafted through the air.

Everything was perfectly harmonious.

A little apple butterfly sprite flitted around, chattering incessantly.

Its words flowed rapidly, full of various details.

Whether it was the wind scattering leaves from the trees, the swirling leaves drifting on the river, or the reflection of the moon on the water, the butterfly sprite spoke of everything with an air of freshness and joy.

Black and white flower nodded in response from time to time, acknowledging the lively chatter of the little sprite.

Although it could not reply to every statement, it managed to convey its attentiveness through nods.

As black and white flower knotted along, it nearly succumbed to slumber just as it teetered on the edge of sleep.

The apple butterfly sprite playfully tossed one of its own apples on a black and white flower, erupting into a fit of giggles, with a temperament as gentle as ever.

Black and white flower never took offense.

Being roused from slumber was met with laughter instead of irritation.

Smiling, it wiped the apple on its fur and began to nibble on it, praising the little sprite for the delicious flavor of its homegrown green apple.

Delighted by the compliment, the apple butterfly sprite joyfully soared into black and white flowers embrace, gripping its fur with its magical energy and lifting black and white flower into the air for an acrobatic flip.

Slow down.

Slow down.

I'm getting dizzy.

Black and white flower pleaded overwhelmed with exhilaration.

In a flash of light, White ear appeared holding a bag of eggs and upon witnessing this scene exclaimed, "King Guo!" with an authoritative tone.

The words of the white-eared creature were particularly fierce.

Chingua, "Cease at once.

Do not bully Hibwha.

" Under the stern admonition of the white-eared creature, Chingua, who had been rolling around with Hibwa, came to a halt.

Hibiwha began to wretch in place.

The white-eared creature gazed at Hibiwa with a look of deep concern.

I have warned you numerous times not to indulge Shingu with too much.

Its intellect is lacking.

It cannot grasp the nuances of empathy and boundaries, and when it is happy, it will recklessly torment you.

You must be firm with it.

Upon concluding, the white-eared creature set down an egg.

Its ears perked up, its fur bristled, and its claws were raised before its chest with a menacing hiss.

It directed its breath towards Ching Guuwa.

Stunned, Chingu Wa took a small step back, "Are you upset? Bye-bye?" It asked, puzzled.

"It is you who has made Hibwa uncomfortable," the white-eared creature replied while admonishing Chingu Wa.

Hibiwa felt a twinge of pity for Chingua.

Yet, understanding that the white-eared creature acted out of care, chose not to intervene.

Suddenly, a shooting star streaked down from the sky, crashing into the yard and shaking the entire area.

The two little spirits, along with a butterfly spirit, turned their gaze towards a spectacle.

And then they beheld, "Chapter 269.

Unexpected roasted egg.

What is a meteor? It is an accident, a vehicular mishap.

For reasons unknown, this speeding vehicle caught fire and crashed into the yard of the black and white flower.

In the pit of the yard, a car engulfed in flames and electric sparks remained intact, exhibiting an almost complete form despite the fire.

Just moments ago, it had streaked through the air like a shooting star, plunging headlong into the garden of the black and white flower.

Faintly, the sound of a broadcast could be heard from within, announcing that some divine being would hold a grand celebration at the temple square on October 1st.

The white-eared rabbit peered in, sensing the aftermath of the accident, wondering about the driver's condition, it called out to the black and white flower behind it, "Hey, are you still alive?" With its paws spread like a trumpet, it stood at top the pit and shouted into the wreckage.

Blinking its eyes, it observed the empty driver's seat and fell into contemplation.

Perhaps the driver had fled the vehicle post accident.

Surely a soulless flying craft could not have been operated by a ghost.

At that moment, the black and white flower arrived at the pit and assessed the situation.

Stop shouting.

The driver might have lost consciousness.

We must act quickly to rescue them, it urged, proddding the white-eared rabbit.

This model of spaceship is quite familiar.

It's the new flying car that Ling Pippy sought my collaboration on.

This is terrible.

I hope Pippy is not inside.

The black and white flower leaped into the pit.