Chapter 69: The Third Layer

Feng Yan sat quietly, the soft hum of spiritual energy swirling around her as she absorbed the knowledge from the ancient scroll. The revelation about her unique body physique weighed heavily on her mind. Her rapid advancement, her ability to skip cultivation levels—none of it had been normal. It was her ancient bloodline, a lineage she knew nothing about, that had allowed her to achieve these incredible feats.

But what did this mean for her? And more importantly, what did it mean about her past?

Her mind raced with questions that had haunted her for years. Why had her original family abandoned her? They had claimed it was for her safety, but safety from what? What could have been so dangerous that they were forced to hide her?

Feng Yan felt a growing unease as she considered the possibilities. Perhaps her unique physique had made her a target, not just of ordinary enemies but of those who desired her power. If her bloodline truly held such ancient and formidable strength, it might explain why powerful forces had sought to capture her. But was there more to the enmity than just her physique?

And then, there was the mystery of the Feng family. Why had the Feng couple adopted her in the first place? She had never understood their motivations, other than the cruel fact that they had used her to ward off bad luck for their daughter, Feng Yue. But who was the Taoist master who had recommended such a thing? What had he seen in her that made him believe she could serve such a purpose?

Feng Yan shook her head, trying to clear the flood of thoughts swirling in her mind. She had no answers yet, but she was determined to find out. For now, she had uncovered a powerful cultivation technique, one that was tailor-made for her physique. It was a rare and precious method that could elevate her strength to new heights, and she needed to focus on mastering it.

With a deep breath, Feng Yan rose from where she had been sitting in the courtyard of her space. She had come here initially to visit the third layer, but her discovery of the scroll had distracted her. Now, with her mind somewhat clearer, she was curious to see what other treasures this layer held.

The moment she stepped into the third layer of her space, Feng Yan was immediately struck by the dense concentration of spiritual energy. It was far richer and more potent than anything she had ever felt before, even in the first and second layers of her space. The air itself seemed to hum with power, each breath she took filling her with vitality.

As she looked around, her eyes widened in wonder. The third layer was like an entirely different world. The landscape was lush with rare spiritual plants, each one radiating powerful energy. Feng Yan recognized some of them from her studies—herbs that were nearly impossible to find in the outside world, their medicinal properties invaluable for cultivation and healing.

She moved forward, her feet carrying her toward a shimmering pond in the distance. As she approached, her breath caught in her throat. The pond was small but pristine, its waters crystal clear. Floating serenely on the surface were golden lotuses, their petals glowing softly in the dim light.

"Golden lotuses..." Feng Yan whispered to herself, her eyes wide with awe. These flowers were legendary, known for their unparalleled ability to enhance a cultivator's spiritual power. Even a single petal could boost one's strength significantly. The fact that her space had an entire pond of them was beyond belief.

She bent down to touch the water, feeling the cool, rejuvenating energy wash over her hand. Feng Yan knew that she had discovered an invaluable treasure. With the golden lotuses, her cultivation could progress even further, and her body would be able to heal from even the most grievous injuries.

Reluctantly pulling herself away from the pond, she continued exploring the third layer. The further she went, the more astonished she became. There were spiritual fruit trees laden with glowing fruits, each one brimming with power. The fruits were said to enhance one's longevity and vitality, and some even had the ability to cleanse one's spirit and purify their dantian.

As Feng Yan marveled at the abundance of treasures, she suddenly sensed a powerful presence nearby. Her heart quickened as she followed the pull of the energy, leading her toward a grove of ancient trees. And then, she saw it—a massive creature, its body coiled gracefully beneath the shade of the trees.

It was an ancient spirit dragon.

The dragon's scales shimmered in the light, shifting from deep green to iridescent blue as it moved. Its eyes were a piercing gold, glowing with intelligence as it gazed at her. Feng Yan's breath hitched. Spirit dragons were the rarest of all spiritual beasts, creatures of immense power and wisdom. Legends said they were protectors of the most ancient bloodlines, bound to guard those who carried the lineage of the heavens.

"Who are you?" Feng Yan asked softly, awe and curiosity warring within her.

The dragon did not speak, but its presence filled her with warmth and reassurance. It was as if the creature had been waiting for her, guarding this space until the time was right for her to discover it.

Shaken yet exhilarated, Feng Yan bowed respectfully to the dragon before moving on. She knew now that the third layer was not just a place for cultivation—it was a sanctuary, filled with treasures that would aid her on her journey. But what came next truly left her speechless.

As she rounded the final corner of the grove, she found herself standing before a vast palace.

Her heart skipped a beat. The palace was enormous, its towering walls shimmering with an ethereal glow. Its architecture was grand and ancient, unlike anything she had ever seen before. The design was intricate, with carvings of celestial beings and sacred symbols etched into the stone. Massive pillars supported the structure, each one radiating spiritual energy.

"Oh my god..." Feng Yan whispered, stunned by the sight.

The palace seemed to pulse with life, as if it were connected to the very essence of her space. How much spiritual energy must it have taken to create such a space within her spatial necklace? It was beyond comprehension. No one, not even the most powerful cultivators, could create a space of this magnitude.

And it was all hers.

Feng Yan stood there, mesmerized. She couldn't believe she hadn't discovered this in her previous life. How could she have wasted such a priceless resource? But then, she remembered—her space had only fully activated after her blood had unlocked its hidden potential during her death in her past life.

A bitter smile crossed her lips. It was only in her final moments that she had tapped into the true power of her bloodline. But this time, things were different. She had been given a second chance, and now, with the palace, the spirit dragon, and the treasures of the third layer, she would ensure she never wasted her potential again.

She clenched her fists, determination flooding through her. There was so much she still didn't know—about her family, her enemies, and the true purpose of her bloodline. But with each discovery, she felt closer to the answers she sought.

And this time, she wouldn't stop until she uncovered every last secret.