The Cruel Truth

Just what kind of constitution was that?

Su Yu's heart was beating fast, his mind utterly confused.

Was it a Yellow Class constitution? Or could it be a Dark Class constitution? Was it a legendary Heaven or Earth Class constitution?

After all, Su Yu's results were abnormal—the crystal ball was displaying two different results at the same time.

Sizzle—

The red light flickered and a line of words was clearly reflected.

"Low Grade Abnormal Spirit constitution!"

Li Guang's pupils contracted, losing his voice to shock, "Abnormal Spirit constitution?"

Su Yu was lost. It was not within the four classes of Heaven, Earth, Dark, and Yellow.

He was uneasy, nervously asking, "Holy King, is the Abnormal Spirit constitution suitable for cultivation?"

Coming back to his senses, Li Guang observed Su Yu as if seeing a monster for the first time. The edges of his mouth curled up, "It seems naturally suitable for cultivation!"