A sky dyed in porcelain blue, with countless clouds floating by, each perfectly shaped, akin to the propitious clouds described in The Books. Amongst the clouds were hundreds of saintly cranes soaring across, with their calls filling the air, a scene that calmed the very soul.
Before them stood a towering palace.
Situated farther away, there were also other palaces, all constructed of the same design.
This was a perfect world, no matter the propitious clouds, the saintly cranes, the palaces, the jade pools or even the clean and refreshing air, all painted a picture of perfection. An ethereal kind of perfection that felt far-removed from reality, yet here they were, experiencing the reality for themselves.
“Don’t embarrass our school, just continue forwards.”
Tang Thirty-Six quietly said to the other two from the side before moving forwards like as if he didn’t know them.
By the time Chen Chang Sheng regained his senses, he could already see that Jin Yu Lu and the leading clergyman had reached the towering palace. Quickly patting Xuan Yuan Po in order to rouse him, they hurriedly followed onwards.
Upon reaching the location of Tang Thirty-Six, they asked: “This is?”
Tang Thirty-Six answered: “This is a miniature world, you should have heard of it before.”
Chen Chang Sheng was silent, being well versed in The Books, he knew of the miniature world, but after experiencing today and having come to the miniature world in person, he better appreciated the shallowness of knowledge from books.