"A Taoist temple?"
"Or is it the name of a cultivation sect from that era?"
This place forbids taking to the skies, and Qin Jin was exceedingly patient. He immediately proceeded to walk up the stone steps, preparing to ascend the mountain and explore the true nature of this ancient land.
Dragon Gate Peak gave him a tremendous surprise, filling him with anticipation for these ancient lands.
As he stepped onto the first step,
Qin Jin's movements suddenly halted.
Because he heard footsteps, footsteps coming from above the stone steps.
The footsteps were not alone; there was an unknown presence descending along the stone steps. Qin Jin looked up, and soon, a figure stepped down the steps. His brows and demeanor were youthful, not entirely free from the innocence of youth. Dressed in a Taoist robe, upon seeing Qin Jin, his eyes lit up slightly.
"Are you here for our Cyan Wood Temple's Ancestor Yi, benefactor?"
"May I ask benefactor's name?"
A person!
