At the pinnacle, myriad auspicious clouds gathered, the sky was filled with lucky clouds, a golden dragon laid tranquilly, a jade tiger sat at ease, tortoise and snake roamed at their own pace, and phoenix and qilin reveled in bliss. The eight extraordinary flowers bloomed, the seasonal fruits ripened, tall pines and ancient cypress trees stood tall, colorful plum trees blossomed and bore fruit in their own seasons, and thousand-year-old peach trees bore fresh fruit when ripe. A thousand fruits and flowers competed in their beauty, and aura of auspiciousness filled the sky.
"Is this the Dragon Zen Temple?!"
When clarity was restored in front of him, Feng Qing'an felt utterly awe-struck by what he saw. Even though he knew that there were countless sacred places in the world that endured from antiquity to the present, this was the first one he'd witnessed firsthand.
"Greetings, Benefactor!"
