Chapter 73: The Palace of Mysteries

After her conversation with the green dragon, Feng Yan ventured deeper into the third layer of her space. Something about this part of her mystical realm felt different, almost like an unspoken mystery lingered in the air. She could sense the flow of time here was unlike the other layers. In the first and second layers, the time difference had been clear: three days in the space equaled one day outside in the first layer, and a week equaled a day outside in the second. But this third layer felt even more peculiar, as if time slowed down drastically the deeper she went.

Feng Yan made a mental note to test it once she returned to the outside world. The sheer difference between the second and third layers was significant, but for now, she focused on exploring what else this space had to offer.

Her footsteps were light as she made her way toward the grand palace she had glimpsed earlier. Its size alone was overwhelming, and as she drew closer, the intricate details of its structure began to captivate her. The palace stood tall and majestic, its grand doors towering before her like the entrance to a forgotten world. She felt a shiver of anticipation run through her as she approached.

The moment she stepped inside, the scent of milk plum and peach blossoms greeted her, enchanting and soothing. The air inside the palace was fresh, filled with an almost ethereal quality that made her feel lighter with every breath she took. The palace's interior was unlike anything she had ever seen—exquisitely crafted, its walls adorned with ancient paintings and carvings that seemed to tell forgotten tales.

Antiques lined the halls, each one meticulously arranged in perfect order. Tables, chairs, and other pieces of furniture were made of rare and valuable woods—oak, sandalwood, and teak—all polished to a flawless sheen. Feng Yan ran her fingers lightly over the nearest piece, feeling the smooth texture beneath her fingertips, marveling at the craftsmanship. Everything here felt timeless, untouched by the outside world.

Spirit stones of various sizes and colors decorated the walls, glowing faintly with soft, spiritual energy. Precious gems sparkled inlaid into the walls, and gold accents gleamed from every corner of the room. It was a palace fit for an emperor or empress, yet it was here, hidden away within her space, waiting for her to uncover its secrets.

Curiosity sparked in Feng Yan's chest as she wandered deeper into the palace. She couldn't help but wonder about its origins, how it had come to exist in her space. Everything here felt ancient, as though it had been waiting for her for centuries. What purpose did this palace serve? And who had built it?

As she moved through the hallways, her eyes widened in awe at the splendor around her. Precious artifacts adorned every room, from intricate jade sculptures to rare scrolls mounted on the walls. Every piece of furniture was a masterpiece, crafted from the finest materials she had ever seen. The palace was unlike anything she had imagined, a place of boundless beauty and wonder.

With every step she took, her curiosity deepened. What mysteries did this place hold? Why was it hidden away in her space, and what connection did it have to her? The answers eluded her for now, but she knew she had only just begun to uncover the secrets of this magnificent palace.

Feng Yan continued walking, her gaze lingering on the breathtaking décor that filled the palace. The spirit stones glowed softly, lighting her way as she moved deeper inside, each new room she entered more opulent than the last. The mystery of this place intrigued her, and the more she saw, the more she wanted to explore.

What lay ahead? Feng Yan didn't know, but she was determined to find out. With quiet resolve, she pressed forward, her heart filled with anticipation for what else this grand palace might reveal.