Shen Fan had no idea how many Towers of Inheritance the Thousand Martial Hall contained, but the one before him still left him stunned!
Its enormous base stood upon the earth like a divine mountain. The entire tower was green, its surface engraved with countless exquisite patterns of divine beasts.
As for the spire, it pierced straight into the clouds, its peak nowhere in sight.
In normal conditions, he would have seen more, of course. But the surrounding mist heavily restricted Shen Fan's vision!
Perhaps that was exactly why the Tower of Inheritance felt several times more mysterious.
Shen Fan couldn't help but feel a measure of awe as he approached!
"Is this the Tower of Inheritance? It's truly magnificent!
It's hard to imagine what kind of powerhouse built it!"
Shen Fan couldn't help exclaiming.
Yet that very exclamation confirmed something for Shui Wujun.
His previously reserved posture suddenly straightened, and even his voice rose a couple of notches:
"Hahahaha! Daoist Wu Ji, this Tower of Inheritance—and even the entire Thousand Martial Hall—was built by that taboo powerhouse. That's common knowledge. You don't even know that?
It seems, Daoist Wu Ji, that you aren't from the Inner Sea of the Realm Sea!"
When Shen Fan said nothing and didn't even deny it, Shui Wujun raised his chin smugly, his confidence instantly soaring:
I guessed right! I really guessed right! This Wu Ji is a bumpkin from the Outer Sea!
Damn it, I nearly let that guy bluff me earlier!
His gloating gave way to unimaginable embarrassment. Remembering how meek he'd been earlier, Shui Wujun couldn't help feeling his face grow hot.
Hmph! Some bumpkin from the Outer Sea thinks he can split the opportunity before us with me? He must have a death wish!
*No, I have to make him