He Wentian realized too late and deeply resented Wen Caishang. But despite his capabilities, he was ultimately nothing more than a plaything in Wen Caishang's hands.
The Bi Xiao Long Dream Tower before him was, indeed, a marvel among marvels.
Approaching closer, he looked up. The wondrous tower appeared before him. Though called a "tower," it showed none of the typical attributes of one.
The entire building lacked a single horizontal beam or stone pillar. It seemed like thirty-three harmonious "heavens" formed naturally. Each layer was shrouded in ethereal mist, with distant views of orchards, sacred pools, celestial maidens, Immortals, and heavenly steeds.
Li Xian, upon first sight, was utterly baffled as to how it was constructed. Even in the presence of the tallest towers or most magnificent structures, Li Xian might be impressed but never so confused. The thirty-three "heavens" hung before him.
