Feng Jun looked at the black little tower. It was barely half a foot tall, exquisitely small. He truly could not understand what Huangfu Wuxia was doing.
Still, he did not speak, merely giving her a questioning look.
Seeing his bewildered expression, President Huangfu was genuinely a little annoyed. But remembering that he was not a cultivator of this world, she could only sigh. "Don't tell me you don't even know about the White Steed Tower?"
"Time flies like a white steed passing through a crack. How could I not know?" Feng Jun laughed.
The White Steed Tower was a famous True Treasure of this plane. It was not a combat artifact, but something used for cultivation. It was said that one day of cultivation inside the tower was worth ten days outside.
That was practically the ability to distort time. It was absurdly overpowered, so it had disappeared in ancient times.
However, replicas of the White Steed Tower had later appeared. They could no longer distort time, but their cultivation effects were still exceptional.
That was why the White Steed Tower's reputation continued to be passed down even now.
Feng Jun frowned and hesitated before speaking. "This... isn't white, is it?"
He had ten thousand ways to mock such an anomaly, but in the end, he chose to communicate normally.
Huangfu Wuxia smiled faintly. "It's a replica, but its cultivation effect is excellent. It has been nurtured in a Spirit Land. When cultivating inside this tower, even Mid Emergence from Dust cultivators would covet it, let alone those at the Emergence from Dust High Stage."
Feng Jun blinked several times. "So it's a miniature Spirit Land?"
"That's right." Huangfu Wuxia nodded and answered proudly, "And a high-grade miniature Spirit Land at that. You can enter the tower and cultivate