Mo Jian looked at the excited fellow disciples, and even the elders were looking at him in anticipation.
Everyone knew that Mo Jian's display wouldn't be small.
Of course, he wouldn't disappoint them.
Slowly, he reached inside the spatial pouch and took out a silver rectangular artifact.
Looking at the thin silver rectangular artifact, both the elders and disciples were confused. Merely looking at the artifact, it did not look anything spectacular.
"Young Master, what is this?" a female disciple who could not contain her confusion asked.
Mo Jian was not surprised that none of them could identify it. Since the creation of the Spirit Link, he had been working on the upgrade and various software to usher in the information age.
"What do you think of the Spirit Link?"
Instead of answering the female disciple's question, he responded with a question.
Everyone was confused. What did the Spirit Link have to do with this artifact?
