The second floor of the Elixir Tower was significantly more complex than the first, with numerous rooms and shelves that likely once housed abundant information.
However, it was now deserted, its contents visible at a glance.
Upon ascending to the upper level, Zhang Xian headed straight into a room, his gaze landing on a wooden table.
The contents of the room had been thoroughly cleared, leaving the shelves against the wall empty. The only thing that stood out was a creamy-white crystal about the size of a baby's fist resting on the table.
The spiritual energy fluctuations he had sensed earlier came from this crystal on the table. They were incredibly faint, almost imperceptible.
"What's that?" Mo Shaoyun asked curiously.
Zhang Xian picked up the white crystal and answered, "This crystal is somewhat like a spirit stone, but not quite. It's more likely used for storing information."
"Storing information?" Mo Shaoyun asked, looking at Zhang Xian.
