Lin Shen glanced at the stall owner who had set up the endgame, another Celestial, but a bit old. His unkempt hair was greasy and had mostly turned gray, with many feathers on his wings also adopting a gray hue.
This was a sign of an old age in Celestials, as the feathers of the young ones are snow-white, turning gray only as they aged.
The Celestial appeared to be aged but not extremely so, with his wings speckled with gray among the white. He looked quite like a shaggy crane.
The weather on Sky Pinnacle Star was quite hot, probably over forty degrees. Such temperatures weren't much for cultivators, but they could still feel a bit stuffy.
In such hot weather, this Shaggy Old Celestial was actually wearing a thick cotton garment, the sleeves of which he had wiped to a glossy shine, seemingly without ever washing them.
The old blind man, though half-blind and nearly unable to see clearly, always kept himself tidy.
