This thing was called a light spirit. It was an artificial spirit body with many functions and was essential for traveling the universe. Fan Lang did not have one yet.
Light spirits had countless functions. They could scout and scan, store data, create illusions, and connect to thought networks.
Put simply, they were basically the equivalent of computers.
The upcoming Aurora Academy entrance examination had stages that required a light spirit, so Fan Lang had to get one. Otherwise, he would not even be able to take the test.
Naturally, an ordinary light spirit would not catch his eye. Since this one had interested him, it was clearly no ordinary item.
He had come into this shop to hunt for bargains on Taobao!
Shopkeeper Old Nine looked at the bottle in Fan Lang's hand and said, "This is an old item, a light spirit left over from tens of thousands of years ago. Its grade isn't high, and its effects are mediocre. It often malfunctions when used, too. Its collectible value far outweighs its practical value. If you're interested, fifteen Cosmic Coins will do."
Fifteen Cosmic Coins!
That was practically dirt cheap.
If this thing really was as worthless as Shopkeeper Old Nine claimed, then it truly would not be worth much. But its actual value was far greater than that.
Fifteen Cosmic Coins?
One hundred thousand Cosmic Coins would be more like it!
Fan Lang remained expressionless. He shook the small bottle in his hand and said, "Fine. Fifteen Cosmic Coins. I'll take it."
"This thing has been sitting here for a long time. Selling it will free up some space. But let me make this clear first: this light spirit has a lot of problems and often malfunctions during use, so don't expect it to work properly. Like