The sky was a pure azure, and high above hung an unknown white star, radiating a gentle glow.
Deep within a bamboo forest, a small path paved with white pebbles snaked its way into the distance.
This place felt more like a secluded paradise, hidden from the rest of the world.
Qin Feng followed the path deeper into the bamboo forest.
His steps were light, as if he were afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the place.
The deeper he went, the more astounded he became.
He could feel that the Space Law here seemed different from the outside world—firmer, and also clearer.
After walking several hundred meters, a simple yet elegant courtyard appeared before him.
The courtyard was not large. It was constructed from bamboo, its walls covered in verdant vines. Above the gate hung a black wooden plaque, on which two words were written in a strong and vigorous script—Qingya Residence.
The gate was ajar, as if awaiting a guest's arrival.
