"Didn't you think this shrine looked utterly ordinary?" Chun Wangshui boldly spoke his mind. And he was right—the Immortal Shrine had no high-grade arrays or abundant spiritual energy. It looked almost excessively plain. "All of a sudden, I feel Hidden Cloud Incense is being wasted here."
Once inside the Immortal Shrine, it finally looked somewhat like an immortal shrine. Though the entire structure was not grand, Baigu City had certainly not been stingy with Spirit Stones when it came to a temple enshrining ancestral spirits.
With Wen Xu's shallow understanding of the cultivation world, building such a plain Immortal Shrine would have cost at least a million Spirit Stones, not even counting the later expenses of manpower, Spirit Stones, and spiritual incense for upkeep. One had to know that when this shrine had first been built, Baigu City had not yet become as prosperous as it was today. Though it might have undergone several renovations, its initial construction must have been extravagantly costly.
Had the seven households truly joined forces to fund this place merely out of guilt?
The two followed the crowd to the entrance of the main hall. Wen Xu's sense of smell was already keen, and before entering, he had caught the scent of the famed Hidden Cloud Incense. It truly had a uniquely distinctive fragrance. It might have seemed somewhat abrupt if smelled elsewhere, but here, it blended in perfectly.
No one would think there was anything wrong with the scent. It seemed born to belong here.
Chun Wangshui, however, furrowed his brow tightly. If he had not still wanted to locate the Soul-Attracting Wood, he might already have found the smell unbearable enough to shut off his sense of smell. "I heard that blind people have sharper noses. Is that true?"
Wen Xu could not