The Ghost Mother stared at the stone that emitted a five-colored glow.
Her eyes were fixed on the stone.
Her movements were a bit stiff, and she was swallowing more frequently.
The Ghost Mother looked again at the pitch-black jar in her hand, then her eyes once more fixed on the stone radiating five-colored light.
The five-colored stone rushed towards Mo Lin again.
At that moment, the Ghost Mother raised the pitch-black jar, leaped, and lunged directly at the five-colored stone.
The pitch-black jar directly covered the five-colored stone.
The action was reminiscent of catching fish.
Once the five-colored stone was inside the pitch-black jar.
"Thud thud thud..."
There was a clear sound of collision from inside the jar.
The five-colored stone seemed eager to break free from the jar.
The Ghost Mother's body pressed firmly against the pitch-black jar, and an excited expression appeared on her calm face.
