Jiang Lu wasn't sure what the ancient artifact's true form was, but he had an intuition that it was somehow inextricably linked to himself.
The manifestation of the ancient artifact in the Spiritual Realm corresponded exactly with the locales of Jiang Lu's childhood life trajectory, too much of a coincidence, almost eliminating the possibility of any other explanation for such coincidence.
What was it?
Could it be something he carried with him during his childhood?
Or was it a creature that had always been by his side?
Jiang Lu had lived a life of luxury since he was young. His parents had given him many nice things, and he had raised many pets, both animals and plants, and there were not a few he carried with him. He had no clue what it could be.
But that didn't matter, because his intuition told him that he would soon know the answer.
As he had expected, the final return point in the Spiritual Realm was at his home, precisely speaking, his childhood residence.