"Fine, I'll take another look next time. I also think it couldn't possibly be gold. Otherwise, that would be too strange," finding an excuse, Feng Yueya felt much relieved.
Taixu Zi glanced at them indifferently and smiled as well, "I also believe you saw it wrong. Your master's Spirit Platform is black, how could you possibly surpass your master and turn it gold. Moreover, in this world, aside from the Divine, no one's Spirit Platform is gold."
"That's true," Feng Yueya nodded vigorously, half-convinced.
Subsequently, the three of them stopped talking, each pondering in their hearts.
Though Taixu Zi had some doubts, he still refused to believe, for the gold represented divinity, and Feng Yueya could not possibly be a Divine being.
Feng Yueya, on the other hand, replayed the scene at that moment, and after much contemplation, she realized what she had seen was still gold.
Just as Yun Shangyuan had said, maybe what she had seen was not the Spirit Platform.
