A chilling smile appeared on Senior Sister Xia's face: "Anyone else want to offer their brilliant insights?"
Everyone looked terrified and shook their heads repeatedly.
Senior Sister Xia gave a satisfied smile and glanced at Cang Yin: "You continue."
Cang Yin's face was pale, and she continued to pluck the strings of her zither.
Senior Sister Xia had already resumed her ethereal, otherworldly demeanor, smiling as she gracefully danced on.
Her dance was still incredibly beautiful.
But at this moment, everyone was silent, not daring to utter a single word.
They tentatively and cautiously began to inch towards the door.
Fortunately, Senior Sister Xia was completely lost in her own world and paid no attention to anyone else.
Everyone quickly sped up and hastily left the Yanxia Pavilion.
Inside the Yanxia Pavilion, only the pale-faced Cang Yin and Li Shuang remained.
Cang Yin looked at Li Shuang pleadingly.
Everyone else could leave, but she was instructed to keep playing, and there was no way she could go!
Playing wasn't the problem.
But when would she be able to stop playing?
If she couldn't complete this task, she still had other tasks to do!
Otherwise.
Wouldn't she be eliminated by tomorrow?!
How could Cang Yin accept this outcome!
At this moment, the only person who could possibly save her was Li Shuang.
Li Shuang didn't leave immediately; she walked around the Yanxia Pavilion once. Finally, her gaze
fell on the half of the jade pendant.
Li Shuang pondered for a moment, then left the Yanxia Pavilion directly.
The light in Cang Yin's eyes gradually dimmed.
It was over.
No one could save her.
To stop was death.
Not to stop was elimination.
Her fate seemed to be sealed.
Cang Yin mechanically plucked the zither strings. Her skill was superb, and even if her mind wasn't on the performance, she didn't make a single mistake.
Senior Sister Xia seemed to be dancing happily, her skirt swirling as she hummed an unknown tune, as if completely immersed in some beautiful memory.
Cang Yin didn't know how long she had played for; she only felt that every minute and every second here was incredibly difficult to endure.
But apparently.
Everyone else had seen the difficulty of this task, and after they left, no one else came in.
She was essentially stuck with this task this time.
Just as Cang Yin was completely despairing.
The door of the Yanxia Pavilion suddenly opened, and a ray of light streamed in.
Cang Yin eagerly looked over, and then she saw the calm-faced Li Shuang.
At this moment, a light immediately sparked in Cang Yin's eyes.
Li Shuang's image in her eyes instantly grew incredibly tall!
This wasn't Li Shuang at all! This was simply a savior!
But then, her heart felt uneasy again.
Did Li Shuang have a way to break this situation? She hoped Li Shuang wouldn't get herself into trouble!
The moment the door opened.
Senior Sister Xia stopped. Her eyes shone brightly, and she looked tenderly at Li Shuang: "You still came to see me?"
Li Shuang silently stepped aside, and a middle-aged man walked in.
He was dressed in a Taoist robe, and he looked like he hadn't slept for a long time. His brows and eyes were incredibly weary, but a fanatical light flickered in his eyes.
"Xia Yue." The man said slowly: "I've told you before, the biggest thing for the sect now is the sect-wide ascension! You're indulging in singing and dancing here and refusing to help at all! Where do you put the sect's rules?"
Xia Yue stared at him blankly: "You came just to tell me this?"
The man frowned: "Otherwise?"
A trace of madness flashed in Xia Yue's eyes: "Have you forgotten? Back then, you and I researched the Rainbow Dress Dance together, piece by piece restoring ancient melodies. We were together day and night, a glance was enough to understand each other's thoughts. Have you forgotten? Under the moonlight back then, you played the flute, and I danced. You praised me, saying my dance was as ethereal as a fairy. And we two... only envied mandarin ducks, not immortals!"
A hint of impatience flashed in the man's eyes: "Xia Yue, what exactly are you fooling around with! The opportunity for ascension is so rare. After this busy period, wouldn't we still be immortal companions in the Immortal Realm?"
"But!" Xia Yue's voice suddenly sharpened: "But this is wrong! Do you know what the outside world has become just for the ascension of the Langya Sect? Cultivator resources have sharply decreased, and for a small spirit stone, they are forced to fight each other to the death!"
"To achieve sect-wide ascension by cutting off the livelihood of an entire world! Yuran, wake up! How can the Heavenly Dao tolerate such a thing?!"
"Sect-wide ascension! From beginning to end, it's just a dream!"
Senior Sister Xia spoke, already in tears.
This was wrong.
This was wrong.
Why were they all so blinded by greed that they couldn't see through it at all?
"Hmph. What do the lives and deaths of others have to do with us! The Langya Sect has plundered the resources of an entire world, and with the aid of the divine artifact Qian Si Net. If the Heavenly Dao is unwilling, then let's defy heaven! What cultivators like us fear the heavens!" The madness flickered in Yuran's eyes.
They had already come this far.
Everything was almost successful.
Soon.
They would ascend to the upper realm.
Not only in this world, but upon reaching the upper realm, the Langya Sect would rapidly flourish by relying on its massive resource reserves.
Regardless of whether it was in the mortal world or the immortal realm, the Langya Sect would become a colossal power.
Who!
No one could stop the rise of the Langya Sect!
Not even the Heavenly Dao!
Xia Yue looked at Yuran somewhat powerlessly.
She had tried her best, but in the face of the temptation of ascension, love played too small a role.
She couldn't change Yuran, nor could she change anyone else.
Xia Yue gave a bitter laugh, tears sparkling in her eyes: "Those with different paths do not conspire together. This meeting will be the last time we see each other. Yuran, one last time, play a tune for me."
Yuran hesitated for a moment, his eyes wavered, and he slowly took out his flute.
Cang Yin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated to the side.
At this moment, both Yuran and Xia Yue only had each other in their eyes, and no one paid attention to Cang Yin and Li Shuang anymore.
Yuran raised his flute.
Instantly, the sound of the flute began.
Xia Yue danced slowly, tears in her eyes, still humming an unknown song. But there was no more sweetness or joy, only endless despair and pain.
Cang Yin and Li Shuang simply watched and listened quietly.
After a long while.
Yuran put down his flute and said slowly: "Take care of yourself."
He turned and left without hesitation.
As he walked, Cang Yin saw the half of the jade pendant on his waist.
This, combined with the one on Xia Yue's table, was clearly the same piece.
Xia Yue, however, did not stop; she continued to dance numbly.
Li Shuang stepped forward and said slowly: "Your dance is unbearable to watch."
Cang Yin's heart trembled, and she looked at Xia Yue with some fear.
Xia Yue slowly stopped. She looked at Li Shuang with a strange expression, but she didn't turn into the vengeful spirit. She simply asked: "Why?"
Li Shuang calmly said: "His gaze was alreadyempty. Even if your dance were that of an immortal, it would be unbearable."
Two tears dripped from Xia Yue's eyes.