Feng Qing'an was certain, other than himself, neither Black Mountain nor Bai Yao had detected the differences between the seemingly ordinary fellow before them and the people around them, much less the two gentry ferrymen.
Only he had seen the extraordinary essence of the seemingly ordinary figure before him. The reason for this, he knew all too well, was because of his unique constitution: Chun Yang.
At this moment, his emotions were rather excited for he had known on his way in that Cave Sky, a place so desolate that it could be mistaken for a blessed sanctuary, had already given birth to a Cave Sky Spirit. When he encountered the Cave Sky Spirit and saw the appraisal results, his heart was filled with joy and surprise.
Based on the appraisal, he could confirm that the Cave Sky Spirit could be contracted. This was not some messy charm that could be merely admired from afar.
