"Blue light falling from the sky,
Red light rising from the ground,
A fox dances with a free spirit."
Four blue tails swirled behind a cultivator, her skin fair, her eyes shining in blue light, her ever move full of seduction.
Stretching back, she went around her own body, holding onto a silver rod.
Her bosom openly presented to the world, other vital points barely covered.
"When the moon rises,
There is no east or west,
All light gathers on the lake below."
She continued to move around the rod, her body enchanting, seducing all the men and women in the audience.
Her bare feet stretched forward, to the edge of the platform, seemingly about to reach the cultivators at the first row.
"A fourth stage cultivator presenting such a scene, it's truly astonishing. Yet I can feel the vital energy in the room rising.
Heh, every creation art has its uses.
