Listening to Xiao Tian's laughing, Lin Bingxuan and the little Artifact Spirit girl beside her, who had no physical form, both felt a chill.
Especially the little girl as the Artifact Spirit, she had a bad feeling that something was about to happen.
"I think calling her just 'Artifact Spirit' is too awkward and not very friendly," Xiao Tian suggested. "How about I give her a name?!"
Lin Bingxuan pondered for a while. Although it seemed a bit strange, what Xiao Tian said made sense. It was indeed time to give the Artifact Spirit a name, so she nodded in agreement.
The little Artifact Spirit girl without a physical form blinked her eyes at Xiao Tian, her face full of anticipation. Her previously bad impression of him had improved a lot. But the next moment...
"Giving a name should hit a few key points. It should sound nice, be easy to remember, and roll off the tongue. Adding some poetic imagery, like romance or dreams, would be even better!"
