"This."
Tang Zirui raised his brows slightly. He truly hadn't expected the City Lord's Mansion to be this extravagant. From this alone, one could see that the Primordial Talisman Sect's wealth in this era was anything but ordinary.
As expected of the dominant Sect of this age, monopolizing the vast majority of benefits.
This also allowed the Primordial Talisman Sect to obtain endless cultivation resources, as well as rare resources from the Void Realm.
However, he said nothing, merely observing in silence.
After stepping through the mansion gate, the first thing that rushed toward him was Spiritual Qi so dense it was almost tangible, several times richer than anywhere else in the city. It was so thick it condensed into a pale, misty veil that coiled in every corner of the courtyard. With a single breath, he felt Spiritual Power race along his meridians; the Spiritual Power in his Dantian stirred restlessly, and even the sluggishness of his meridians was slowly being nourished.
