"Wang Yu, we're here."
"Up ahead is the Esteemed True Inheritor's residence."
Only then did Wang Yu, who had been sunk in thought, come back to himself. He looked around with some surprise.
This was halfway up Cold Blood Peak. The shape of the Inverse Spirit Blood Sect's Nine Peaks was like a long snake winding upward; climbing it felt like walking up a spiral staircase.
It gradually narrowed from broad to slim, and the farther up one went, the denser the spirit qi became and the fewer buildings there were.
Here, the concentration had already reached that of a Third-tier low-grade spirit vein.
True Inheritor Su's residence was a courtyard of about ten mu square. The front courtyard, side rooms, central hall, left rear courtyard, and right rear courtyard were all exquisite and luxurious. One beautiful maid after another walked along the surrounding Corridor Bridges.
The whole courtyard was filled with rare flowers and exotic grasses, and every room had its own separate formation. Following Duan Ping and a plump female steward inside, Wang Yu could see scarce spiritual objects that were hard to find in the outside world every few steps.
Even the artificial mountains were carved from Spirit Jade, the flowing water was cool spiritual spring water, and several spirit pets were being raised there. The most eye-catching one was a yellow-brown land tortoise.
After they passed the central hall, the number of servants decreased by a great deal.
There were instead more soft, charming beauties kept for warming the bed in daily life. By Wang Yu's rough count, there were at least thirty-some of them, each with superior looks and her own flavor.
This group counted as concubines, with roughly the same status as Lan Ji.
But Lan Ji had been sent out to Ice Snow