Yujing University, men's dormitory.
Jiang Lai had finally changed phones.
His old one had simply been around too long. Its performance was badly outdated, and it had only one Crystal Card slot. Once he used that sole slot to boost the phone's processing power, he could no longer insert another Crystal Card.
After receiving this Crystal Card today, he had no choice but to drag Brother Meng out to buy a new phone.
He bought neither the best nor the worst. Brother Meng helped him choose a youth-oriented sub-brand from a company known for value for money. He bought this year's flagship model: reasonably priced, good-looking, and powerful, with a full three Crystal Chip slots—more than its competitors offered.
Jiang Lai held the phone and could hardly bear to put it down.
The front looked like a single sheet of black glass, with only a ring of metal around the edge. When the Screen lit up, the bezel was almost imperceptible. The back was ceramic and felt wonderfully smooth. Just holding it made him happy.
Before he had gone far from the shop, though, he bought an extra-thick protective case and buried all the work the phone's designers had put into its appearance.
Back at the dorm, he inserted the Crystal Card.
Together with Brother Meng, he entered the God-mysterious group chat.
The teacher who had given him the Crystal Card had said this was a God-mysterious Ancient Cultivator Group and told him not to reveal his identity lightly. Brother Meng, however, told him that most people in the group already knew who he was, so there was no need to hide it.
Then Brother Meng told him something else—
This group was for Great Yi's top geniuses. Every member was a peerless talent of the age, and some were