The Truly Terrifying Existence

The Tower Spirit stirred slightly, and the restraining force around the Mysterious Old Man loosened a little.

The Mysterious Old Man immediately felt his throat relax, and he was able to speak again.

"Boy, you actually dared to ruin my plans. I will never let you off!" the Mysterious Old Man roared, his voice filled with fury and resentment.

Chen Ze remained calm as he said lightly, "You make it sound as though I was planning to let you off."

The Mysterious Old Man sneered. "You? Do you think that obtaining the inheritance means you can contend with me? If the Tower Spirit had not favored you, this inheritance should have been mine. Mine!"

The corners of Chen Ze's mouth lifted slightly as he replied calmly, "Oh? Is that really so?"

The Mysterious Old Man flew into a rage and roared, "Of course it is! I spent countless years and immeasurable effort in this tower, painstakingly seeking the inheritance.

Yet you, a greenhorn brat, got there first. Is that fair?

If the Tower Spirit had not favored you, why would I have been imprisoned? And how could you possibly still be alive?"

Chen Ze shook his head slightly, a hint of sharpness flashing in his eyes. "Leaving everything else aside, do you truly believe there is absolute fairness in this world? Throughout the entire Cultivation World, who is not tossed about amid opportunities and dangers?

Who does not rely on their own effort and fortune to fight for that faint, distant thread of hope?

You wasted your years in this tower, yet instead of reflecting on yourself, you blindly blamed others for your failure. If your heart had not been crooked, if you had not tried to lure me into the tower and seize the inheritance through improper means, I