Xu Feng stood once more in this strange, mesmerizing space, the landscape unchanged from his previous visit. The clearing stretched out before him, bathed in a surreal, ethereal glow, with a lush garden adorning the edges and a cave nestled within the mountainous backdrop.
The trees remained mysterious, with leaves that shimmered in a luminescent display, casting vibrant shades across the landscape. The ground beneath his feet still had that unique, soft yet firm texture, as if he walked on clouds that bore his weight effortlessly.
The atmosphere was charged with an underlying energy, an unseen force that pulsed through the air. Each breath he took seemed infused with vitality, invigorating him as he presented his gift to the specter in front of him.
As Xu Feng observed the owner of this space, the wild mixture of overgrown weeds and vibrant flowers, including the precious Dragon Chrysanthemums, he was no longer focused on the marvels around them.
