Sure, here's the translated text:
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Lin Shen sized up the vendor running this chess game—a Celestial, but showing signs of age. His disheveled hair was a bit greasy and mostly gray, even the feathers on his wings had turned patchy gray.
This was a clear marker of age for Celestials. Young Celestials' feathers were pure white; only as they aged did the feathers begin to gray.
While this Celestial wasn't ancient, he was no spring chicken either. His wings were a mix of gray and white feathers, making him look uncannily like a shaggy crane.
The heat on Sky Pinnacle Star was intense, easily over forty degrees. For cultivators, this temperature was hardly an issue, though it did feel a bit stifling.
Yet here was the shaggy old Celestial, wearing thick cotton clothes in this weather. His sleeves were slick with oil stains he'd probably never bothered to wash.