Wei Fan had not bought a house in Tianxing City!
As Beiding Continent's foremost human stronghold, every inch of land here was worth its weight in gold. Ordinary people simply could not afford to buy property here. This ancient city had stood for tens of thousands of years, and from the very beginning, all its houses had been divided up among Beiding Continent's major factions.
Of course, if Wei Fan wanted to buy one, it was not as though he lacked the means. There was simply no need to waste Spirit Crystals on it. He and Feng Hua had temporarily rented a courtyard from a faction that ran inns.
Two days later, Wei Fan emerged from his room, looking utterly refreshed.
Feng Hua was sitting beneath the shade of a tree, enjoying the cool air with a languid expression.
Hearing the movement, she turned around.
The next instant, shock flooded her eyes. "Martial King Eighth Layer! I'm certain that even Senior Xuanyuan Peak didn't cultivate as quickly as you did back then!"
When they had left the Wasteland, Wei Fan had only been at the Martial King First Layer. Barely over two months had passed, yet he was already at the Martial King Eighth Layer. She had witnessed almost his entire rise firsthand.
Wei Fan casually glanced at her. "Senior Xuanyuan Peak was known as the Eastern Domain's greatest genius in two thousand years. You sound awfully certain. It seems you knew Senior Xuanyuan Peak."
Feng Hua's gaze flickered away, and she gave a soft snort. "Let me tell you some good news. The Demon Heaven Alliance, the Five-Colored Demonic Ox, the Qilin Ape Clan, and other demon factions have jointly put a bounty on you."
Although the Qilin Ape Clan did not know whether Wei Fan had killed Yuan