The Beast Institute sat atop a mountain peak, the summit shrouded in a Spirit Array. As soon as one entered, the distant roars of spirit beasts could be faintly heard.
Upon learning that Lu Chang'sheng had arrived, the steward in charge of the area hurried out from the courtyard.
"Alchemist Lu, what brings you over today?"
The addition of a new Grade Two Alchemist to the Good Beast Sect was common knowledge, and He Zhao, the Beast Institute's steward, was certainly aware.
"I heard that the egg is ready to hatch. I came to take a look. What, Steward He, do you think I don't qualify?" Lu Chang'sheng said with a smile.
"No, no, of course not! Alchemist Lu's quota is still reserved." He Zhao replied hastily.
"Good to hear."
Lu Chang'sheng nodded. He could guess why He Zhao was nervous: the spirit beast about to hatch was highly coveted.
