"No need. I have a gold token."
"I have a jade token."
"I am also gold."
"Same here."
So in the end, his token rank was the lowest.
Xiao Shou felt a little embarrassed. "Then I will not stand on ceremony."
Seeing that none of them objected, he infused spiritual energy into his silver token.
In an instant, his divine sense was drawn into it.
After a brief wave of dizziness, his consciousness entered a space filled with countless tiny stars.
Some were near, some were far.
Within reach were two celestial bodies.
One was a circular radiant sphere representing the sun.
The other was a crescent shaped dark sphere representing the moon.
Recalling the description from the original story, Xiao Shou understood.
The sun symbol was where missions were issued and accepted.
The moon symbol functioned like the user interface of the token holder, where messages could be submitted.
