Chirp, chirp~
Nine-Wing, freshly summoned, let out a cheerful cry. It spread its wings, circled Gao Jing once, then darted about everywhere within the Copper Anchor Plane.
Perhaps it had grown bored. After flying around for a while, it landed back on Gao Jing.
Gao Jing gently stroked the little fellow and sank into thought again.
He had more or less sorted through the information transmitted by Copper Anchor in his mind. Yet Gao Jing felt that this great upgrade of Copper Anchor, which had produced a Personal Plane, still held many secrets—or rather, functions—waiting for him to uncover.
In any case, the Ancient Scroll he had seized had not disappointed him. It had given him a tremendous surprise!
But how was he supposed to leave this place?
With a thought from Gao Jing, the world before his eyes suddenly changed.
The next second, he reappeared in the cultivation chamber.
Hmm, that was simple!
Gao Jing could not help touching the Copper Anchor against his chest, feeling that this miraculous creation had fused with him more deeply.
As though it were part of his own body!
Yet Gao Jing felt that something was off.
His gaze fell upon the coffee table before him, where traces of the Ancient Scroll's annihilation still remained.
Gao Jing frowned.
That sense of wrongness grew stronger and stronger, as if he had overlooked something.
Time!
A flash of insight suddenly streaked through his mind.
The time was wrong!!
A startling idea surfaced in Gao Jing's heart.
He took his phone from the Copper Anchor Space, switched it on, set it to record video, and placed it on the coffee table.
Then Gao Jing tried entering the Copper Anchor Space again.
He succeeded.
At that moment, Gao Jing took out a second phone from the space