The Sage’s divination made many of the visitors depressed, and they couldn’t calm down.
The result of the divination wasn’t hard to understand. Those that came back from an inheritance had an immeasurable future, while those that didn’t return were either dead or about to face a bunch of misfortune.
At this point in time, Zhao Feng, Mo Tianyi, and some of the other visitors were silent and had weird expressions.
The Sage inspected Zhao Feng before answering some other questions.
A while later, Zhao Feng’s heart managed to calm down.
“At least I know how Yufei’s doing. The Purple Saint Partial Spirit gave me a Purple Saint Token, which is connected to the Purple Saint Ruins.”
A purple-colored token appeared in Zhao Feng’s palm. This was the Purple Saint Token, which gave a faint ripple before disappearing.