The relic, glowing with golden light, slowly descended. Shen Ping watched this scene, pleasantly surprised.
He had actually managed to trigger the relic-bestowing function of this blue Olive!
'Is this some kind of mechanism too?'
"Can it be triggered repeatedly?"
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Shen Ping's mind. He grew even more certain that buying this island had been a wise decision.
The golden light slowly drifted down. Shen Ping had already raised his cupped hands, intending to catch the relic.
As the relic drew closer, he could see its form through the golden light.
It was a Bronze cup, exquisitely crafted, like some kind of vessel for wine. It looked ancient and elegant—clearly no ordinary object.
In the blink of an eye, the Bronze cup fell right in front of Shen Ping. He judged its position and carefully moved to receive it.
However, the expected sensation of touch never came.
The Bronze cup passed right through his hands and fell to the floor.
