Lin Mu set the second crystal aside before picking up the third crystal, the pinkish red one.
The moment he touched it, Lin Mu felt something different.
This was neither purely human nor purely beast.
It was both.
And yet, it was not simply a mixture.
His immortal sense delved into it carefully, analyzing its structure. What he found caused his expression to shift ever so slightly.
"This…" he murmured.
The energies within it were intertwined in a way that was neither chaotic nor separate. They existed in a state of transition, a continuous blending that maintained equilibrium between the two extremes.
It was a bridge that connected the two energies in such a way that they had achieved a rare state of stability.
Lin Mu's mind moved quickly as he processed this realization.
"This is what defines a Foxkin," he concluded.
