The feather looked as light as can be, ready to be blown away by the wind. The astonished crowd imagined how comfortable it would be when it brushed on their face.

All eyes were on the feather with a focus on its flame. The flame looked like a fire spirit that wouldn’t hurt anyone. On the other hand, it seemed to have a healing affinity.

Even a fool could tell that this wasn’t a fake. It was impossible to fake its aura. Just one strand contained a supreme divinity as if the proud divine bird was here among them. Its proud eyes forced others...