Ji Yuan and Xiao Muhan had quickly reached the city gate of the white city with the blue spires and they were quite relieved to see that the 'Spiritas Race' did not seem all too much different from them.
They were quite concerned about their physical characteristics to the Spiritas Race and their eyes' colors; they were most afraid that their identities as celestial cultivators would quickly be exposed.
However, the Spiritas Race looked human. Some have pure golden eyes like them, some have mixtures of blue and golden eyes, some have slightly pointed ears but some do not.
They had no idea what the cultivations of the Spiritas Race's cultivation was. Or maybe they were just among their own kind?
But nevertheless, Ji Yuan and Xiao Muhan were quick to pick up the local language in just a few blinks of an eye by listening to the gossips around them.
