Aside from the vast grassland within thousands of miles around the entrance, the seemingly boundless pocket world also had mountains, lakes, valleys, and highlands. The highest ground of this pocket world was the peak of a towering mountain about 2,000 meters high in the center, with jagged rocks and steep cliffs, nearly impossible to climb.
However, a magnificent and picturesque building stood aloof atop the towering mountain peak. Gu Yan'er stood at the small square in front of a classical pavilion sporting a smile while glancing around at the rolling hills in front of her. Then, she chuckled and said, "Yan'er spent two days to build a pavilion here. It's quite amazing, isn't it?"
A warm feeling aroused inside Tang Xiu's heart. This pavilion was just a miniature version of his residence in the Immortal World, the place he had lived for several millenniums there. That was why he could recognize it at a glance. "It's terrific. I never knew you had this talent, Yan'er."
