Chapter 63: One Dance Overthrows the City (Seeking First Subscription)

  The night wind is refreshing, the sky is full of stars, and the sound is crisp and clear.

  Su Mo has now reached the strength of Tempering his Body and returned to Jinyu Hall with a calm expression.

  Now, she can at least save herself from three years of hard work and has reached the strength of Tempering. These things have made Su Mo secretly delighted in her heart, and her footsteps on the way are also much lighter. The only difference is that she felt seven strange contract marks in her Dantian, exactly the same as what the Heavenly Book boy said that day. It seems that after she reached Tempering, many things have become different in a subtle way.

  She quickened her pace, her toes tapping silently on the bluestone flags.

  Inside the courtyard, under the moonlight and lamp light, a glance revealed a handsome man in blue clothes standing in the Jin Yu Tang's courtyard. He was straight as a bamboo, like a jade tree, with a rich and handsome appearance. His eyes were deep and enchanting, and he was facing Su Mo, seemingly waiting for her all along. It was none other than Yu Ran Gongzi.

  Yu Ran looked at Su Mo with a lazy expression and said: "Where did you just go?"

  Su Mo slowed down his pace, and his gaze changed for a moment to be calm and serene. He said indifferently, "It's night, what is Dye Gongzi doing here? Is it just to wait for me?"

  Yu Ran's lips curved up in a elegant smile as he said in a calm tone, "Not bad, you are the demon queen of my Jin Yu Hall. How could I let you leave so easily? Besides, the other party's methods are extreme, and every time you leave without even saying goodbye, this young master has always been worried about you!"

  Su Mo's eyes rolled over and he said faintly: "Young Master is afraid that I'll affect the performance, isn't it?"

  "There are some."

  "But I've already come back!"

  Yu Ran lightly smiled, "Yes! You're back, that's all that matters! This young master has always missed you, unlike Wen Renyi who only knows how to practice his sword."

  Su Mo's eyes remained calm and serene, "A sword is a gentleman's instrument, of course a gentleman must practice with a sword."

  Yu Ran immediately retorted: "Who says that a gentleman must practice swordsmanship? There are also petty people who practice swordsmanship, and Wen Renyu has never been a gentleman."

  Su Mo raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you saying that Wen Ren is a petty person? But the one who speaks ill of others behind their back is the real petty person."

  Yu's gaze narrowed, and he spoke in a calm tone: "You've misunderstood my good intentions. I'm not that kind of person. As for me, I don't like swords; the word 'sword' is even homophonous with 'lowly'. Nowadays, many swordsmen are just pretending to be elegant to deceive young girls' hearts. How many true sword cultivators are there in this world? I dare say that Wen Renyue is not a pure sword cultivator. A true sword cultivator should be like the White-Haired Divine Envoy of Mount Kunlun, without emotions or desires. Wen Renyue can only be called a lowly cultivator for now."

  Upon hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing, and instantly a hundred charms were born.

  For a while, the surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of the two people's breathing intersecting.

  Looking at Su Mo's calm and expressionless face, looking at her wet hair, Yu Ran couldn't help but blink, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, he reached out to stroke her slanted bangs: "Qingqing, did you really go take a bath with your clothes on?"

  Su Mo curved his mouth and looked at him: "Young master, don't you wish it were so?"

  Yu Ran fanned herself with a fan, the fan brushing against her nose tip, gazing at the bright moon and letting out a soft sigh. She said leisurely: "Just now, the sky suddenly appeared with an unusual phenomenon, and I don't know why, but my heart suddenly felt like thinking of you, feeling that if one day we could play the zither together, do some things you like, it would be great! Could it be that this young master personally painted clothes for you, personally helped you change into those clothes, and yet you're so reluctant? After all, in this world, how many women yearn to have this honor, becoming the wife of Yu Shizhong is such a wonderful thing."

  Su Mo slanted his eyes and said: "Hasn't Cai Gongzi heard that... what is honey to one person may be poison to another."

  "What a honey for others, but arsenic for me." Yu Ran slowly let out a breath, her black eyes cold and clear as water.

  He worked hard for so many days, but it was all for someone else to wear the wedding dress, after all, it was all caused by Wen Renyao!

  But he had a thousand dissatisfactions with Wen Renyi in his heart, and ten thousand dissatisfactions would be of no use.

  Yu Ran's eyes narrowed and she felt very displeased when she thought that the woman she was interested in had been seen through by Wen Renyi.

  Heaven knows how much he yearned to see the demon girl in a dancing dress, like thousands of cats scratching inside his heart. Just as he was lost in thought, Yu Ran's gaze inadvertently fell on Su Mo's collar, but unfortunately, nothing could be seen. He could barely make out a corner of white gauze and a glimpse of snow-white skin at the base of her neck, truly a case of "almost but not quite".

  "Never mind, I'll take it off for you." Yu Ran's eyes rolled around and she had already reached out her hand.

  "Lord Dye, perhaps it's better if you don't move your hands or feet? Otherwise, my flying needles won't be polite." Su Mo immediately took a step back.

  "Hmm, have you been indulging in wild fancies?" Yu Ran raised the corner of her lips, her face not flushing or racing with excitement. From her wide sleeves, she produced a wolf-hair brush and said softly: "I am a humble gentleman, how could I possibly use my hands to undress you? However, one needs the person who tied the bell to untie it. I can only repair the array patterns on top, so don't worry."

  "Modify the formation pattern, is it really just that simple?" Su Mo raised an eyebrow at him, her expression skeptical.

  "Yes! It's really that simple." Yu Ran smiled leisurely.

  "Why can't I break through this formation?" Su Mo had studied formations extensively, but it was indeed very difficult to achieve.

  "It is often said that what is difficult will not be done, and what can be done is not difficult. Are there many secrets here?"

  Su Mo's eyes coldly swept over him and said lightly: "In short, from now on, the things you prepare, I won't easily touch."

  Yu Ran's smile was not quite a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "You really are a master at reading people's minds, it was just a joke, why don't you hurry up and take off your clothes?"

  "Undress? Why?" Su Mo raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

  "If you don't take off your outer clothes, how can I alter them?" Yu Ran said seriously.

  Su Mo gave him a cold glance again, hooked her lips, and when she untied her outer shirt, she immediately revealed her slender figure. Her waist was like a willow branch, making it unforgettable to look at. It was as if adding one more inch would make it too long, and subtracting one more inch would make it too short. Yu Ran's eyes were deeply attracted to her for a long time, with an appreciative gaze. He knew that this outfit suited her perfectly. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely make a red one for her to wear on their wedding day, and the romantic atmosphere of the honeymoon night would be increased by who knows how much?

  He stroked his chin and thought to himself: Fortunately, he didn't take advantage of the situation back then, otherwise, Wen Renyi would have taken advantage of him in many ways.

  "Have you seen enough?" Suddenly, Su Mo's eyes narrowed.

  "I'm just seeing how it goes!" Yu Ran said nonchalantly.

  The next moment, he slowly and gently drew talismans on Su Mo's clothes with his brush, the tip of the brush touching her skin, bringing a numbness, Su Mo even had an illusion, as if it was his fingertips that were drawing on her skin without any obstruction, producing a very uncomfortable feeling, so she stared at him in an instant, lest he suddenly made some unscrupulous move.

  Yu Ran painted while raising an eyebrow, and a smile with deep meaning immediately bloomed on his lips. "You're usually lukewarm towards me, yet you still need to be so guarded; it really hurts my heart. After all, if you were to wear this outfit and dance in public, I would be the first one who wouldn't want that." From now on, only he could see her wearing this outfit.

  He finished speaking and with a long sleeve gesture, he put away the pen tip in his hand.

  "Is it okay?" Su Mo lightly opened her fragrant lips.

  "Alright, you can take it off now. If you're not at ease, you can also do it in front of me. If there's anything inappropriate, I can adjust it anytime, right? I think you should be very confident about your figure, shouldn't be shy?"

  "I'm also very confident in my own slap." Su Mo's gaze fell on Su He.

  Yu Yan blinked her eyes, remembering the slap from that day, though painful yet sweet.

  At this time, Su Mo suddenly said: "Dye Gongzi, I know you are not a careless person, nor are you unaware of the importance of things. Since you are waiting for me here on purpose, there must be something important, right? I think you must have thought about how to counter the Hundred Flowers Hall's move, haven't you?"

  Yu Ran's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, this woman was indeed clever and transparent.

  "As expected, you are clever, it's like this..."

  Yu Ran leaned in close to her ear and whispered a few words, listening intently, Su Mo's eyes lit up, thinking his proposal was quite feasible.

  "How do you feel?"

  "Excellent." She smiled charmingly and said slowly, "Dye Gongzi, since Jin Yutang has already gambled this time, why not gamble big for once? Let everyone place their bets next. After all, there are still three days left. Put the big plate down and gamble to see who wins or loses?"

  Yu Ran didn't expect that this woman was actually a gambler, and her eyes flashed with a hint of disdain as she smiled lightly: "You're surprisingly so confident?"

  Su Mo smiled lightly and said, "Gambling originally has wins and losses. True gamblers like to take risks, but this time we're not taking a risk, because even if Dye Gongzi loses, he'll still be the Young Master when he goes back, so it's never considered a loss. If he wins, however, it's a huge profit. But if the other side loses, they'll have nothing left. From then on, there will no longer be Bai Hua Tang, Wan Hua Tang, Ding Xiang Tang, or even Yan Zi Yan Hong Tang."

  Yu Ran smiled and said: "This move of yours is quite ruthless, you're really taking advantage of the situation to make a profit."

  Su Mo said faintly: "Also, the zither player asked for 10,000 taels of gold, and he will leave from here."

  At this moment, Yu Ran was somewhat melancholy, muttering to himself: "Unfortunately, that guy still hasn't appeared, I'm afraid he'll change his mind at the last minute." Now everything is going according to plan, but there's just this one variable.

  Su Mo looked at him slowly and said, "I think that dandy will mostly stand on the side of the young master, because Bai Hua Tang has been promoting it very well. More than a hundred storytellers, with tongues as smooth as flowers, make people think that Jin Yu Tang is bound to lose. So why not let more people participate? Why not take advantage of this opportunity to earn some silver? The higher the odds, the better! I think that dandy will definitely want to challenge it."

  Yu Ran continued: "Hehe, this idea of yours is really good!"

  ……

  In the waters of Qi State, the inns that were usually not crowded with guests are now fully booked, and even the daily room rates have risen by more than three times. The docks are packed with noble ships from all over, and it's hard to find a place to moor. The scene of the competition between Jinyu Hall and Baihua Hall is already imaginable.

  Nowadays, the most talked-about thing in all major restaurants is the competition between Jinyutang and Baihuatang.

  A storyteller was talking non-stop, "There's something that everyone saw last night, right?"

  The little boy immediately said: "I saw it, I saw it, a shooting star flew by, seven stars accompanied the moon."

  The Storyteller continued: "What triggered the extraordinary phenomenon last night, did you all know? Seven stars accompanied by the moon, this place has an extraordinary grand occasion!"

  His gaze condensed, and he pointed to the distant Baifang Hall, continuing: "You probably don't know that the competition between Jinyu Hall and Baifang Hall has been passed down for ten generations, so some old masters of the wind and moon have come here... They all think highly of Dingtian's dance, as well as the sixteen female musicians' Niushan Yuanyi dance. A transcendent dance can cause extraordinary phenomena in heaven and earth, you can imagine."

  Last night's strange phenomenon caught everyone's attention, and when the storyteller mentioned it, people remembered that at that time last night, Ding Dajia was rehearsing with the 16 female musicians for the first time, and everyone understood in their hearts.

  What else could be more important than this?

  It's really a topic of much debate.

  Gradually, these rumors brought some mysterious and fantastic colors to Baihuatang.

  However, the one who started it all was now dressed in men's clothing, with a masculine attire, and instead of rushing to perform at the Golden Jade Hall, he represented the Su family, holding silver and making bets at various gambling dens.

  In half a day's time, she had already spent over ten thousand taels of silver in the casino.

  Gradually, the odds of Jinyutang have been getting higher and higher, from 1 to 3, and now it's already 1 to 10.

  Nowadays, everyone is increasingly pessimistic about Jinyutang. It's precisely because of this that Su Mo will make even bigger bets. However, every time she places a bet on Jinyutang, it immediately attracts the disdain and contempt of the crowd.

  She took two steps forward and suddenly saw several "familiar faces" coming out of the back hall, her lips curled up uncontrollably, and she smiled slightly.

  It was Xia Yuer and her entourage, these days the Mo Men disciples guarding the boats beside the Jinyu Hall, are considered to be the closest people to the Jinyu Hall.

  Naturally, there were people who paid a high price to buy some information from them and see how Jin Yutang was doing recently.

  Su Mo's lips curled up with a sly smile, it seems that last time he "blackened" Xia Yuer, now the other party has fallen to the point of buying and selling information.

  There is probably nothing more worth collecting at a high price than the news of selling Jinyutang.

  If the news doesn't match, what then? At this moment, Su Mo's smile deepened at the corner of his lips, thinking with some ill intentions.

  But as soon as Xia Yuer walked out, she saw Su Mo and stared at her with wide eyes, saying: "Xiao Er, it's actually you!"

  "Ah! It's actually him! Just seeing this kind of person makes me lose interest in today. Do you want us to teach him a lesson?" The surrounding young men were the same ones who had met Su Mo last time, and they chimed in unison.

  "Wait a minute, I'm just here to place a bet. If you want to pick a fight, I don't mind." Su Mo's face always had a faint smile on it.

  "Little one, don't you think that this time you can make a fortune by being cunning and clever?" Xia Yu'er stared at her coldly.

  "This time we're here, you don't think you can bet at Baihuatang." A group of young men blocked Su Mo's way.

  "You guys are probably mistaken, this time I'm actually going to bet on Yu Tang winning!" Su Mo said nonchalantly.

  "Jin Yutang? You're actually betting on Jin Yutang? If you're so confident that Jin Yutang will win, then I'll make a bet with you. One to twenty, how about it?" Xia Yu'er looked at her unwillingly and continued: "This time, I'm betting that Jin Yutang will lose. This is a personal bet between us, and once we agree on the terms here, it's a done deal."

  "Good, I hope you won't regret it." Su Mo smiled slightly and directly made a contract with Xia Yu'er, putting down 3,000 taels of silver in the Golden Jade Hall.

  In short, whoever loses this time will pay the other party 60,000 taels of silver.

  Ke Xiaoyuer now doesn't have three thousand taels, but in order to see Su Mo lose the bet, they would even sell their flesh.

  Xia Yu'er gritted her teeth, "Three thousand taels, right? Alright, I'll get it for you immediately." Her gaze immediately turned to the young men around her.

  Many young people saw Xia Yuer's fierce gaze and immediately rummaged through their pockets, finally taking out three thousand taels.

  After Xia Yu'er made the bet, she gritted her teeth and said: "You're definitely going to lose this time! Jin Yutang has been the same as before all these days, and there's no improvement in the rehearsal at all. Just wait for your defeat!"

  Upon hearing this, the people around them looked thoughtful, some raised their eyebrows, feeling that this news was definitely reliable.

  "But isn't there always variables in this world?" However, Su Mo still had a smile on his face.

  Everyone looked at Su Mo, feeling that this young man was really calm and composed. Some people also shook their heads in regret.

  After all, there are many gamblers in the world who have lost everything and done things without considering the consequences, which is really a pity.

  Su Mo turned and left, leaving Xia Yu'er with a face full of disdain and anger.

  Su Mo walked out at a steady pace, not too fast or slow. In her past life, Xia Yu'er had ruined the Su family's business, and she would naturally make things difficult for them in this life as well. It was only fair to return the favor, but her ultimate goal was still to earn more money. She now knew that without wealth, every step was difficult. Although she wasn't a materialistic woman, she had to secure some benefits for her family and herself. The lessons of her past life were her greatest teacher - in this world, one could only rely on their own efforts to survive.

  Especially since she is a purely yin body, she must take control of her own destiny.

  And now she is not flustered at all, she has been making steady progress.

  Su Mo murmured, "It seems that silver is very important. At this stage of refining the body, in order to obtain the spiritual stone, we must earn more silver."

  She let out a soft sigh, having nothing better to do, and gently tapped the Heavenly Book with her fingertips. "Hey, why are you so quiet when I'm talking about these things?"

  However, the boy inside the heavenly book did not make a sound.

  Su Mo pursed her red lips, feeling that there was no sound of the young man's voice by her ear, and it seemed a bit unfamiliar.

  People are strange creatures, no matter what they like or dislike, it will become a habit over time.

  Now, Su Mo's own strength has increased, and the young man has also gained some benefits, which can be considered a win-win situation. Su Mo guessed that it seemed that the young man had already gone into seclusion, vaguely remembering that he had said he would prepare to go into seclusion for three days.

  After calculating the days, when he comes out, it will be around the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

  Today, after running for a long time, Su Mo was somewhat tired. Afterwards, she sat down in the elegant room of a teahouse and ordered a pot of high-quality Longjing tea.

  She stretched out her slender wrist, picked up a bowl of tea, and raised her eyes to see a man walking towards her with a leisurely pace.

  "May I sit here, young master?" The man's voice was as clear and elegant as a cloud, and as gentle as the flow of a clear spring.

  "It doesn't matter, please sit down." Su Mo's vermilion lips slowly touched the crystal clear ceramic cup and took a sip.

  The teahouse was also packed with people because the ships of the Baihuatang were right across from it, and everyone wanted to get a glimpse of Ding Dajiang and others ahead of time.

  Inside the elegant room, only Su Mo's table was empty. The man sat opposite him and also ordered a pot of Longjing tea, his movements calm and elegant.

  Su Mo inadvertently swept a glance at him, and a gentle breeze came from outside the window, blowing up the corner of his face veil.

  Can't help but say that the man in front of me is extremely handsome, although he's wearing a veil, only Su Mo can see his face through the black gauze.

  But inside, the man was wearing a cloud-patterned, wide-sleeved long gown made of jade-colored material that was both luxurious and comfortable. On top of it, he wore a sleeveless,米色 (mǐ sè) colored robe with an open collar, revealing his simple yet elegant undergarment as well as the lustrous jade pendant at his waist. The air of nobility emanating from him was tempered by a sense of refinement, making him look like a cultivated scholar. This outfit set off the man's robust and refined appearance, radiant like the moon.

  The man's fingertips lightly pinched the cup, his slender fingertips perfectly smooth and lustrous, flawless. This hand could be said to be the most beautiful hand Su Mo had ever seen.

  But seeing this person's face is like jade, handsome and unparalleled, with a straight nose and thin lips that are elegant and refined.

  Add its luxurious and elegant appearance, it is a handsome young man in the mortal world.

  But strangely, this person's facial features are clear and elegant when looked at separately, but when combined together, they give people a charming feeling, with some inexplicable charm between their eyebrows.

  Like a beautiful and elegant painting, the moon, the mountain, the sea, and the boat are all clear and refined, yet they exude an air of mystery and enchantment.

  The man's eyes, however, were icy cold, like a clear and dark black gemstone, pitch-black, profound, and bottomless.

  As if the mysterious clouds and fog in a painting dispersed, a cold moon floated in the sky, with a seductive charm that carried an icy chill.

  He had been sitting for a long time, and the man opposite him was still sitting upright, his eyes gazing out of the window with an expression that was neither cold nor warm.

  He was a stunningly handsome man with an icy demeanor, but his temperament was enchantingly charming and captivating.

  It is a charm that flows from words, yet can also keep people at bay for thousands of miles.

  Su Mo couldn't help but think that this enchanting type was really rare, with a slender and delicate figure, completely different from the enchantment in her own bones.

  At this moment, a melancholic flute sound floated from the other side of Jin Yu Tang, faintly and quietly emerging, blending with the surrounding lake water, shallow and subtle. Someone on the boat sang: "The east wind blows down flowers of a thousand trees at night, and the stars fall like rain. The fragrance of precious horses and carved chariots fills the road. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot shines, and the fish and dragon dance for one night. The moth-like snow willow and golden threads, the laughter and whispers go with the faint scent. Searching for him in the crowd for a thousand times, suddenly turning back, that person is actually at the place where the lanterns are dimly lit." (Qing Yu An)

  Several white-haired elders were walking along the shore, one of whom had his hair disheveled, with a carefree and unrestrained air.

  The old man stood there, admiring for a while, and finally patted his leg with his hand, exclaiming involuntarily: "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"

  He danced with his hands and feet, extremely extraordinary, and people couldn't help but point and whisper, "Where did this old madman come from?"

  Someone on the side immediately said in a low voice: "You are really ignorant, this is not some madman, this is the famous imperial teacher - Zhang Lao."

  "Wow, it's actually Old Zhang, is this for real?"

  "It's absolutely true, isn't it!"

  The old man was extremely prestigious, and everyone immediately fell silent, their eyes gleaming with curiosity, unsure of how the old man would evaluate them.

  The lake's ripples shimmered and undulated, reflecting the faces of several white-clad maidens. The many women were full of charm, their eyebrows and eyes like a painting.

  Currently there are five positives: Ding Dang and four beautiful foreign women under her.

  Around the boat stood dozens of men, all Confucian scholars. These people were all spirited and extraordinary, and this time they revised the lyrics and script.

  Sixteen female musicians stood there, each looking like a celestial being, just like a beautiful portrait of elegant ladies.

  Then, the elder was invited onto the boat. After watching Ding's dance, he couldn't speak for a long time, extremely excited and full of praise.

  When he walked out of the deck, he sighed and even publicly said that he wanted to accept Ding and others as apprentices. He thought that the dance of these five women was exactly the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The arrangement of this dance was extraordinary. If one person danced alone, it would not be ordinary, but when five people coordinated together, they reached perfection, with an absolute victory in terms of artistic conception.

  But then Zhang Lao let out a long sigh and said, "Alas! The world has produced talented people in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. I saw an unusual phenomenon in the sky last night, and today I came to this place, only to find that it was not a futile trip after all. At this moment, I am truly without regret." As soon as he spoke these words, the people around him burst into a commotion, feeling that this outcome was inevitable, and they looked forward to the dance competition two days later with even greater anticipation.

  Su Mo gazed at this scene, still seeming to smile yet not smile, and couldn't help but say that Bai Hua Tang had put in a great deal of effort, and indeed did have some skill.

  She thought to herself: Jin Yutang has indeed met a powerful opponent!

  However, the man beside him slowly curled up his lips, and his slightly raised eyes were icy, but there was a hint of flirtation between his eyebrows.

  He heard his voice, like a Guqin, rise with a tone that was both disdainful and cool, yet seemingly full of interest, saying: "The women of the Hundred Flowers Hall are only beautiful, but they don't understand the world, they have no brains, it's hard to become a great instrument, today it seems that's all there is." His tone carried some evil charm and provocation.

  He slowly got up and came to the opposite gambling house. He took out 10,000 taels of gold as a bet, and Yu Tang won all the stakes.

  He is really a rich man, an extremely extremely wealthy man.

  ……

  In the following days, various news from Baihua Hall kept coming into Jinyu Hall.

  Xia Feng was already seated on the stool, poured a cup of clear tea, and casually said in front of Ran Gongzi: "Ran Gongzi, this time Ba Hua Tang spared no expense to invite a bunch of nonsense, even inviting Zhang Lao, the emperor's teacher from back then. It is said that this person has a high evaluation of Ba Hua Tang. He says that their dance does not flow into vulgarity, and if one person dances poorly, it is also understandable, but when five people dance together, there is a kind of beautiful atmosphere. Even Zhang Lao accepted Ding Dajia and other women as his disciples."

  Yu Ran smiled lightly as she fanned herself: "Ba Hua Tang is indeed capable of anything, but this time everyone thinks they can win, and that's good too."

  It has to be said that Baihuatang's momentum is indeed very powerful, but the more so, the happier Jinyutang becomes.

  Yu Ran has already opened five big plates and secretly manipulated the gambling game. If Jin Yu Tang wins, he will make a fortune.

  If Jin Yutang loses, he won't lose a few silver coins either. Of course, Yu Ran never thought that Jin Yutang would lose.

  Mr. Zhou slowly savored a mouthful of tea and said, "You're wrong, Zhang Lao is not the kind of person who follows the trend, he really thinks Ba Hua Tang is good, that's why he said so, absolutely not to put on a show, Zhang Lao's appearance this time is a golden signboard."

  Yu Ran smiled slightly and continued with a skeptical tone: "That's just one-sided talk, after all, who is better or worse can only be determined by comparing their actual abilities."

  Just then, a young servant hastily came in and said: "Master Dye, outside... Master Hua has arrived."

  Yu Ran immediately snapped her fan shut with a "slap" and chuckled, saying: "Excellent! It seems that Jintang Hall has gained a great advantage!"

  ……

  It is night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are densely packed.

  The Bi Dance Conference finally kicked off, and it can be said that the eight trigrams are intertwined, with one after another of stunning performers coming out. The enthusiastic fans of these performers were also full of passion. There were old fans of Jinyu Hall who consistently supported Jinyu Hall, as well as fans of Ding's family holding signs and shouting slogans. The temperature in the air was gradually rising, and the audience seats often saw a war of words, with sparks flying everywhere.

  This time, both families have a mechanical boat, and there are audience seats inside the mechanical boat. Now, in order to see the competition between the two families, countless small boats are placed in the middle of the two giant ships. Anyone who buys a ticket can sit in, regardless of whether it's a Golden Jade Hall ticket or a Hundred Flowers Hall ticket.

  Tonight, theater tickets are no match for casino bets.

  But what was seen was that on the left side was a large ship of Jinyu Hall and on the right side was a large ship of Baihua Hall.

  Everyone in the crowd had a pair of opera glasses, and as soon as they turned their bodies back and forth, both sides of the curved curtain could be seen at a glance.

  In order to be fair and just, the two brothel owners even invited countless judges, all of whom were famous scholars and literary figures from various places. This was a grand event in the world of wind and moon, and even people like Zhang Lao came on their own initiative, with ten people arriving at once, making it an extraordinary spectacle!

  The sound of quarrels and disputes among friends continues to come, with loud noises coming from all directions.

  Rising and falling, thick and thin, sharp and dull, different tones, all kinds of sounds are endless.

  Suddenly, a burst of drumming sound came from the surface of the sea, "Boom Boom Boom" extremely loud.

  The crowd suddenly stopped their chatter, knowing that the dance was about to begin. Everyone held their breath in anticipation, craning their necks to get a glimpse. Some people used binoculars to look ahead and saw that both the Golden Jade Hall and the Hundred Flowers Hall had more than a dozen men simultaneously starting to beat drums. Both groups were playing the opening drumbeat, with identical rhythms and movements. They swung their arms, lifted their legs, tossed their heads, and swayed their hips, their bodies moving in unison like swimming dragons, subtly conveying an atmosphere of tense excitement.

  On the other hand, ten heavyweight seniors in the Fengyue field have taken their seats, which is the best position, convenient for mutual discussion and socializing.

  Only then did Mingjing see that Zhang Lao was standing opposite him, bowing respectfully. "The infinite heavenly lord, Emperor's Master Zhang has also arrived, this humble Daoist pays his respects."

  "It turned out to be Mingjing Daozhang, I'm so sorry for my mistake. I didn't know that Mingjing Daozhang has come this time, and which family's strength he is interested in?" Zhang Lao was usually a straightforward person, but Mingjing was also an extraordinary person, who could be compared to the level of a national master back then.

  Mingjing Daochang sighed and said, "In that case, I still think highly of Jinyutang."

  Zhang Lao immediately looked disdainful and said, "Although Daozhang is a transcendent being, he doesn't understand the ways of the world. I don't think highly of Jin Yutang's performance, it's all too familiar and old-fashioned. They just find a pretty woman to be the main attraction, and every play is full of clichés and repetitive phrases. Maybe it was interesting when it first came out, but now... haha..." He slowly shook his head, showing his strong disapproval.

  Ming Jing smiled softly and said, "However, I think the demoness of Jinyu Hall is much more beautiful."

  "How common you are." Zhang Lao shook his head again.

  "The poor Taoist cultivator, where is your humble abode?" Ming Jing said, unwilling to show weakness.

  "Hmm, why don't we make a bet? There are three crucial scenes coming up next. The rest of the content is all the same. Let's see who performs these three crucial scenes more impressively."

  "This remark is wonderful, but I still bet on Jin Yutang's complete victory."

  "Hmph, indeed a young one cannot be taught." Zhang Lao couldn't help but swing his sleeves.

  At this moment, the play is a tragic love story that can be sung and cried, which tells the story of a silk washer girl who accidentally became an imperial concubine. She was not afraid of power and guarded her body like jade. Later, she finally met her lover, but the emperor's power was overwhelming, and the two ended up dying together, turning into butterflies in the end.

  The so-called three-act play, the first one is that the male master falls in love with the silk-washing girl and confesses his feelings to her.

  The second is the background piano music when dancing.

  The third is the perfect dance of the demon butterfly girl.

  At present, the audience, whoever they are, had all watched this act of the play several times in the Jin Yu Tang back then. Now, everyone naturally wants to come and see what's different about the Bai Hua Tang.

  At last, the drumming ceased, the torches around were extinguished, and the stage machinery was activated in an instant. The crowd held its breath as the dance drama finally began.

  The mechanical boat of Baihuatang opens under the moonlight stone, revealing all the performers, and a melodious tune starts to play.

  At the same time, Jin Yutang's mechanical boat also opened up, and there was no difference between it and the stage of Ba Huatang. The musicians played the melody, and the sound of music rose.

  But I heard that the tunes on both sides were the same, and the rhythm was also in sync, as if the musicians on both sides had a tacit understanding.

  Everyone opened their eyes wide, initially afraid of the noisy and discordant sounds. Now it seems that Jinyu Hall and Baihua Hall do not intend to steal the show from each other. On the surface, it appears to be a fair competition.

  Immediately afterwards, the drums sounded loudly and the performers danced out.

  The emperor ascends to the throne and builds the Great Wall, a magnificent scene.

  Heaven and earth melt together, all things are born, sorrowful and mournful.

  The sound of arrows outside the city, the officers of the Imperial Guard return, one general's success is built on ten thousand dried bones.

  Joy! The people suffer, die! The people suffer!

  However, from the beginning, the characters, lines and plot that appeared on both sides were ordinary and nothing special.

  Every gesture and movement, every lyric and melody, gives one a dizzying feeling of looking into a mirror.

  Just as everyone thought it was nothing, a small boat suddenly appeared under the Hundred Flowers Pavilion's mechanical ship. The boat was made of several woven bamboo rafts. Everyone only took a casual glance and didn't pay attention to it, but when they looked again, they found that the blue-clothed man standing on the small boat was actually the male protagonist. Suddenly, everyone felt curious.

  Zhang Lao immediately smiled with satisfaction, this feeling of having the world as a stage was quite unique, and this idea was exactly what he had proposed.

  Just after the male protagonist of Baihuatang appeared, fireflies were released in this extremely low-key small boat, and only saw the flashing points.

  This is one of the climaxes, where the male protagonist confesses his love to the Weaving Maiden.

  Only saw the man holding a lantern, looking nervous and anxious, surrounded by faint fireflies.

  Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the male protagonist, a colorful flower boat suddenly appeared in the distance, with red lanterns hanging from it, shining brightly like daylight. On that flower boat stood the figure of a beautiful woman, slender and elegant.

  The flute sounds gentle and soft, with a carefree and leisurely atmosphere, but it's an uphill journey, the path is difficult and long.

  A beauty, so-called, is on the other side of the water.

  Boating from afar, she appears in the middle of the water, exactly like the Weaving Maiden played by Ms. Ting.

  The colorful boat floats on the pitch-black sea surface, under the resplendent starry sky, between heaven and earth, looking exceptionally beautiful.

  That red lantern is like a woman's thoughts, blushing and shy. Just when everyone's eyes were on Ding Da, she slowly retreated into the cabin. The lamp inside the cabin continued to shine brightly, casting her shadow dancing like a puppet show. In the dim light, she looked even more charming. She was dancing in the cabin, stretching her limbs, waving her arms, and repeatedly making the motion of washing silk.

  The man stared at her dazedly, and suddenly his body shook violently. Behind him, a red firework shot up into the air and burst open immediately.

  Fireworks, as if his emotions, burst forth completely at this moment.

  At this time, the sky above the sea was colorful with fireworks, and the water surface reflected the sky. The stars in the sky were full of strange and beautiful postures, competing for beauty.

  The fireworks are dazzling, beautiful beyond description. The people on the boat are swaying gently, and their charming charm is a hundred times more captivating than the fireworks!

  What can move a girl's heart more than fireworks?

  Who would have thought that Bai Hua Tang had quietly prepared countless fireworks to set off this scene.

  A faint sound of the ocarina floated in. Immediately, sixteen female musicians began to play a touching love song, although it was an old melody, but interpreted with new romantic meaning.

  Everyone was as if drawn in by this beautiful painting, like a fool, like a drunkard, like a dream, like a madman, as if drowning in the man's deep love.

  Zhang Lao couldn't help but applaud repeatedly, muttering a poem under his breath, beaming with joy, truly over the moon.

  After a while, when everyone came back to their senses, they found that Jinyu Hall was quiet and still, as if it had admitted defeat.

  Zhang Lao let out a cold laugh and looked at Ming Jing Daozhang with a provocative gaze, while Ming Jing also looked somewhat embarrassed.

  Just as everyone thought that Jin Yutang was about to give up, the mechanical boat suddenly emitted a soft beam of light, which slowly shone on a man's body on the stage.

  The man sat lazily, handsome and unparalleled, with a face as if carved out of jade by the perfect knife work, already surpassing the master of the Hundred Flowers Hall by a hundred times just by his looks alone, truly an extraordinary beauty.

  Zhang Lao immediately said disdainfully: "This Jinyu Hall doesn't know which Xianggonguan they found this kind of handsome man from."

  "Wow, what a handsome man! Who is he?" A woman had already exclaimed.

  "What's the use of being good-looking? I despise this kind of person the most." Zhang Lao looked at him with disdain.

  When Ming Jing Dao Chang picked up the Thousand Mile Mirror and looked at the man, he was suddenly delighted. He didn't expect that it would actually be Yu Shizhi himself who appeared on stage. If Zhang Lao knew that the absolute beauty in front of him was actually Yu Shizhi from Wuduan City, with his high status, I wonder if he would still dare to say those treasonous words just now.

  Yu Ran's fingers danced on the guqin, and as he began to sing, his voice was pure and clear, like a heavenly sound. His inner energy unfolded, and his voice echoed far and wide.

  "A beautiful woman weaving silk, childhood friends like green plums and bamboo horses, young and carefree, two innocent children."

  "A decade of longing, lovers parting ways, tossing and turning in dreams, missing the beloved."

  "Still remember those years, gentlemen dancing with swords, beautiful women washing silk, love lingering."

  "Signal fires of war, a thousand miles apart, one sentence of farewell, yet it's hard to express."

  At this moment, the mechanical boat suddenly underwent a transformation. The background changed scene by scene, not just a single background image. This time it was completely different from the background of the Hundred Flowers Hall. The craftsmanship was unknown how many times better, and around seemed to appear countless seas of flowers, petals flying everywhere, elegant and refined, surpassing even the fairy realm.

  A white-clad maiden twirls among flowers, without any complex dance, she flutters like a butterfly, elegant and charming.

  Her face was vague and obscure, yet it drew more attention.

  Yu Ran continued singing: "Jiao Jiao beauty, like jade and water, flower-like youth, beacon fire is ruthless."

  "A beauty's figure, faint as a dream, making vows, waiting and waiting again."

  "When shall we meet again? The time is far away, I only wish for one evening, and there will be no more conflicts in the world."

  On the screen, a man in white robes, with long hair flowing, tied only with a silver silk ribbon, holding a long sword, dancing with unparalleled elegance, inadvertently revealing his clear and handsome face, causing a group of women to gasp in admiration.

  "Wait a minute, what's going on here? Another extraordinary handsome man? The men at Xiang Guan are getting more and more outstanding, but this sword dance is quite good, quite impressive! What a pity! What a waste!"

  Ming Jing coughed suddenly and couldn't believe that Wen Ren Gongzi was actually caught and forced to dance with a sword, it's truly unheard of!

  If Zhang Lao knew that this person was the famous Dongling Wei's Commander-in-Chief, would he still dare to speak such reckless and insulting words?

  Unbeknownst to him, Su Mo had done it for the greater good, and had persuaded Wen Renyi to take the stage. The man, however, was actually a pawn of Po Tian Huang, and had only agreed to participate in order to keep an eye on Yu Ran.

  ……

  Spring days peach blossoms are red, summer days hibiscus flowers are red, maple leaves turned yellow, winter plum blossoms are red again.

  First love, beauty blushes, stunning looks, captivating the country and the city.

  Spring comes and goes, winter arrives and departs, it's hard to meet again, as if lost in a trance.

  Her slender fingers, cold and elegant, he gently stroked her, bright red lips.

  Only in dreams can I meet you, and all I ask is for a beauty to accompany me for life.

  War horses neigh, wind whispers by the ear, cold winds howl, ice and snow are merciless.

  Deep love, thick affection, vows still exist, human face spring breeze.

  Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer, the one I love, foolishly waiting.

  Singing stopped, but Yu Ran saw Xie Yan pick up a lantern beside him, light it gently, and slowly release his hand. To their surprise, the lantern actually rose slowly into the air.

  Everyone was shocked, what made the lanterns fly up? Was it the magic of the practitioners? But little did they know that it was actually a Kongming Lantern.

  The stage of Jinyutang, with thousands of Kongming lanterns rising slowly, swaying and drifting, extremely ethereal.

  A lamp, a lamp, representing a lamp, a lamp of longing thoughts, as if a group of homeless wandering souls.

  Alas, the brave young man died in battle, his blood staining the mountains and rivers. His body was wrapped in a horse's hide, when will my beloved return?

  Zhang Lao had already cried until his eyes were red and swollen, so Ming Jing immediately handed him a handkerchief and advised: "At your age, it's not good to cry like this."

  Zhang Lao took over the handkerchief and said: "I didn't cry, I just got sand in my eyes."

  Bright Mirror sighed: "The wind is strong on the sea, but I don't know where the sand comes from."

  Zhang Lao said, "Right, earlier I saw that spinning girl, from head to toe she was just turning in circles, really didn't have any skills. Later when my five apprentices dance, let you see what real skill is."

  A clear mirror does not smile at one's will; this person is stubborn and absolutely won't admit defeat.

  At this moment, everyone will naturally compare the first act in their hearts.

  The fireworks of Baihuatang are resplendent, and the Kongming lanterns of Jinyutang are desolate.

  For some reason, this sad scene deeply moved people's hearts.

  It's only the sorrowful and beautiful things in this world that are truly unforgettable.

  In the first round of competition, Jinyutang was clearly better, but Baihuatang refused to admit defeat.

  Scene after scene of drama has passed, the young man has gone through nine deaths and one life, returned from the battlefield, time has changed, things have changed, people are no longer the same, yesterday's lover has become a palace seductress.

  The two remained devoted to each other, but they encountered countless obstacles. In the end, the man was framed and executed, while the demon maiden transformed into a butterfly in grief. The curtain slowly closed on their tragic tale.

  At the same time, two other major events are about to unfold.

  At this moment, everyone subconsciously looked towards the direction of Baifang Hall, with infinite longing in their hearts, wondering what kind of legend the sixteen female musicians would perform with their Niú Jiǎo Yuè Yī dance.

  There was also Ding's dance with four women, which was so enchanting that it received the highest praise from Zhang Lao, a master of the generation.

  He even broke his lifelong vow of never accepting a female disciple.

  But then a beautiful female musician began to play the flute, and the sound of the flute floated from afar, growing clearer.

  And everyone was immediately attracted by this music.

  Under the moving flute sound, Mr. Ding led four beautiful foreign women barefoot onto the stage, the four women dressed in fluttering butterfly-like clothes, with two huge butterfly wings on their backs, the four people surrounded Mr. Ding and rotated elegantly, seeing the five beauties raise their hands and feet, smile and frown in unison, their dance poses were elegant and moving, the flute sound was also like a dream.

  What a beautiful night, the sea view is pleasant, the waves are rustling, and it's very suitable for elegant music.

  The sound of the flute is ethereal, and listening to it gives one a sense of mystery.

  Soon, sixteen female musicians played one after another, each holding a musical instrument, including the guqin, se, drum, sheng and bamboo flute.

  The last woman brought out a beautiful instrument with colorful spots, the shape of which was like a dragon and phoenix, semi-circular arc, curved and smooth, the body of the zither stood upright, the wood lacquer shone brightly with golden light, the top protruded with a Bodhi leaf carving, the neck of the phoenix, the curved head of the zither, elegant and natural, on which were strung fourteen strings.

  "What is this?" The crowd's eyes were curious, having never seen such an instrument before.

  "Phoenix Head Guqin!" Someone couldn't help but shout out loud: "This is a legendary instrument."

  Old Zhang immediately smiled and said, "Not bad, this is the legendary Phoenix Head Guqin. The ancient books have records of it, saying that the Phoenix Head Guqin is two feet long, with a belly of seven inches, the phoenix head and neck are two feet five inches long, with fourteen strings, the phoenix head facing outward, and the zither having a turtle head."

  "What's so special about Feng Shou's guqin?" asked Ming Jing Daochang.

  "Back then, in the Thousand Buddha Caves, there was a mural depicting a Fengshou Kouxian. It's said to be a heavenly instrument from Tianzhu, with a low and gentle tone that surpasses even the ancient qin. Its melodies are extremely difficult to master, and because of its grandeur and luxury, ordinary people rarely get to hear it. That's why this instrument is so hard to pass down. Someone once said that the Fengshou Kouxian is the phoenix among instruments, while others are just birds gathering around the phoenix - how can they compare? So, in this second round of competition, Jin Yutang has already lost, and he's lost badly."

  Everyone's eyes, looking at the sixteen female musicians, were filled with admiration.

  Those sixteen female musicians in traditional Chinese attire played with elegant and skilled fingers, performing the legendary Rainbow Dress and Feathered Robe dance melody.

  Falling into everyone's ears, it is indeed a beautiful and clear heavenly music.

  Everyone raised their heads one by one, their eyes dazed, as if they had fallen into a perfect and enchanting illusion.

  But the sound of music is winding, the night fog is eerie and bewildering, accompanied by the surging waves, beautiful like a rainbow. The sound of music seems to be telling the story of a man leaving the battlefield, yearning to reunite with his beloved in the next life. The sorrowful sound of music hides a faint loneliness, carrying a deep helplessness. Life has eight sufferings, and even if a man has a proud bone, it is still a suffering that cannot be obtained...

  Everyone dances with four women. What a love of parting, seeking cannot be obtained.

  The atmosphere was serene, and in an instant, everyone held their breath. It seemed as if the five women had all transformed into butterflies, dancing beautifully, yet elusive and unreachable, but at the same time, they stirred people's hearts with a deep longing.

  Five women transformed from cocoons to butterflies, shed their outer clothes, wore thin white dance skirts, revealing slender jade legs, lying on the deck in unison, ten legs lifted, put down, twisted, bent knees, lifted, ten legs formed various beautiful shapes.

  Everyone was amazed, and indeed, just as Old Zhang said, the five people dancing together gave a sense of atmosphere and enjoyment.

  The five people coordinated seamlessly, their dance movements fluttering and more poignant, the crowd's eyes were involuntarily mesmerized.

  The Baifang Hall is indeed powerful, and the eyes of ten judges gaze deeply at the performance of the Baifang Hall, not uttering a word, for fear of missing any melody or dance detail.

  No one thought about how Kim Yoo-jung would perform, and no one thought that Kim Yoo-jung could win the current two games.

  Although Jinyutang won the first game, these two games are far behind.

  Zhang Lao couldn't help but proudly say: "I feel that I can accept these five female disciples, this life is enough, this life has no regrets!"

  Even Mingjing sighed at this time, and felt that Jinyutang was going to lose, because no one could surpass the current atmosphere.

  Suddenly, a man's elegant voice came from the air, "People are really ignorant, musical instruments are just tools, they are inanimate objects, born for people, played by people. Musical instruments should be played with heart, how can you just show off your instrument and neglect the basics? It's truly flashy but lacks substance, and it's a waste of that phoenix-headed zither, and an insult to the Rainbow Dress Feather Dance!"

  But on the platform of the Golden Jade Hall, a man was sitting elegantly with a hood over his head, making it impossible to see his face.

  In the ripples of the wave, a bright moon shone on the man's forehead, and his voice was as gentle as water, soft and alluring.

  He raised his slender jade fingers, lightly stroking the strings in front of him, and opened his mouth with a faint tone, also carrying a hint of sarcasm: "Unfortunately, the Niú Jiàn Yuè Yī (Rainbow Feather Dress) melody has not been lost at all, but has been circulating in places you wouldn't expect. Moreover, the sixteen women's composition is just something they made up on their own, so today I'll let you witness the real Rainbow Feather Dress dance. In this world, there are probably very few people who can master this melody and dance to it. If your five women can still keep up with my Rainbow Feather Dress dance, that would be true strength!"

  The man slowly stroked the strings of his zither and suddenly said in a low voice, "The Tao is born from the heart, and the heart is joyful."

  The strings were plucked once, and with a few "bangs", the instruments in the hands of the 16 female musicians were all destroyed.

  In an instant, all the sounds around disappeared.

  Shameless! Everyone's face changed, and Zhang Lao was about to get angry.

  "Dong" "Ding" "Dong", followed by the faint and beautiful sound of a piano, as if people saw a delicate lotus flower rising from the sea surface.

  Zhang Lao rubbed his eyes and found that this was not an illusion. There were indeed lotus flowers rising from the surface of the sea, with buds waiting to bloom.

  The original intention, what is the original intention, he suddenly felt some profound meaning inside.

  He suddenly thought of the Ear Root Round Through Chapter of Guanyin's Dharma Gate, but he couldn't penetrate it himself. He only heard the strings vibrating deep within his soul, and the lotus flower shining with golden light, waiting for that moment to bloom.

  Suddenly, the rhythm changed, and the man's left and right hands had different rhythms. One hand was like a flowing stream in the high mountains, one hand was like a blooming flower, one hand was extremely fast, ringing out clearly, one hand was extremely slow, as slow as a blooming flower. His left hand fluttered, his fingertips flying, his wide sleeves fluttering, like a thousand-handed Guanyin, the strings of the zither humming and chirping, like rain threads, scattered and falling on the seven strings. His right hand slowly and deliberately plucked, strummed, wiped, swept, and slid...

  The Yaoqin has seven strings, but it is inferior to the fourteen-stringed Konghou in terms of its rich and varied tones.

  The various string techniques are incredible, dazzling and breathtaking.

  A gentle breeze blew across the black veil on his hat, and the man's glass-like eyes seemed to appear and disappear, making it impossible for anyone to see into his heart.

  His eyes were like those without any emotions, deep black pupils with a faint coldness, and a faint charm.

  Zhang Lao was stunned at this moment, he didn't expect the other party's musicians to be so powerful, and the sixteen top female musicians in front of him were like dust.

  Everyone was dancing along until the instruments of sixteen women were destroyed, and several had to follow the men's tunes to dance, only to find themselves unable to keep up.

  Five women unexpectedly couldn't harmonize, in a state of urgency, Director Ding had no choice but to have one person lead the dance and four women accompany on the side.

  Just then, the enchantress of Jinyutang appeared, her appearance was different from others.

  She flew down from the highest sky, slowly, slowly falling down, her beautiful skirt fluttering, and behind her was a pair of beautiful butterfly wings, looking like a colorful and lively butterfly, and her snowy face was charming and captivating, with perfect posture.

  Although everyone had mentally prepared themselves, they were still shocked when they saw the true appearance of the demon queen for the first time.

  Zhang Lao stared at Yao Ji with his eyes wide and tongue-tied, unable to utter a single word.

  He calmly took out a handkerchief he had ready and wiped away his nosebleed.

  Although she was wearing a seductive makeup and red eyeliner that slanted upwards, it didn't seem to conflict with the plot.

  In the eyes of the crowd, she is no longer human, she is a demon.

  A woman who lost her lover and died for love was transformed into a butterfly spirit.

  She wore a purple butterfly-patterned gauze skirt that lightly wrapped around her slender and perfect body, with a hint of beauty and luxury. Her posture was so enchanting, posing in a fixed dance pose, slightly turning her body, turning her head, raising an eyebrow, as if floating on clouds, and her piercing eyes had a breathtakingly beautiful gaze.

  That was no longer just beauty.

  That is even a kind of charm, a charming and enchanting charm, an otherworldly charm.

  That kind of breathtaking beauty that makes you sleepless at night and restless in spirit.

  At this moment, she just appeared on stage and stunned the whole audience.

  There isn't a man in this world who doesn't like beautiful women, and such an enchanting beauty is even more impossible to stop people from admiring and loving her.

  It was the man who played the piano, he glanced at her, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a faint smile.

  Fingertips lightly brush the strings of the zither, in the melody, the inner world begins to crumble bit by bit, this world seems to be born out of illusion.

  The tune suddenly dropped, and the other side seemed uneasy, wanting to see how this emerging witch would make a fool of herself.

  She remained unmoved, with elegant and languid posture, while her fingertips brushed against her neck, revealing a delicate clavicle, the white silk garment inside showed off her fair skin, like beautiful jade, surpassing silk.

  Suddenly, the wings behind her "popped" open and turned into a pair of dazzling butterflies.

  Those wings were made up of hundreds of mechanical butterflies, but upon hearing the sound of the qin, they saw the butterflies dancing in flight, with countless wings flapping.

  And she danced with the butterfly, this place is too cold to win, as if it would follow the wind and go.

  This scene is desolate and bleak, with a haunting beauty that moves people to sorrow.

  Who lit the flame of love, but then ruthlessly extinguished it?

  Who awakened whose love, yet had to leave reluctantly?

  At this moment, anyone can feel the sadness in the witch's dance, and feel the deep despair of losing a loved one.

  Feeling her unspoken thoughts, as if she wanted to follow him to the ends of the earth. When everyone saw her dance, they couldn't help but hold their breath. Who would have thought that a person could be so beautiful, and yet her dancing was not inferior? Her long legs kicked high, her clothes fluttered, her skirt was like a rolling cloud, or a rippling wave, causing ripples to spread in the hearts of everyone, shocking every single person's inner soul.

  The music was extremely fast-paced, and the woman danced along with the sound of the piano. Hundreds of butterflies fluttered and flew about, captivating people's hearts.

  As she danced, people around her kept making sounds of surprise and gasps.

  It's simply a crime for dance to be so perfect!

  The man couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, never expecting that this woman could actually tame his music, and dance along with it with ease.

  Looking at the five people's legs, they were awkwardly twisting and turning, barely following the rhythm but losing their beauty, just like a woman dancing with her skirt flying up, revealing her thighs, with a somewhat vulgar meaning, truly offending one's eyes.

  "I concede defeat, at this moment, I am speechless. Zhang Lao couldn't help but stand up, his eyes deep and profound, letting out a long sigh: 'Having heard the true "Nirvana Dressing Song", I realized that there are mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people. But having heard such a melody, and seeing the demon girl's dance, my emotions surge like the sea. Even if I wanted to say something, I find that words are completely pale, facing this realm, language is impoverished, perfectly leaving one unable to describe it.'"

  "Silence can also be a state of mind at times." said Ming Jing Dao slowly.

  "Buddhism emphasizes a Zen machine, which is also wordless, but it is the highest state in the world."

  "Some things are simply beyond description." Ming Jing Dao murmured.

  "Not bad, not bad." The crowd of judges heard this and slowly nodded their heads, feeling as if they had suddenly come to some realization.

  However, at this moment, the stage suddenly had an accident, which made everyone speechless. A man suddenly appeared beside the witch, and Zhang Lao's expression was shocked beyond measure. How did this male protagonist come out? According to reason, the character in the plot has already died, how can he appear here?

  "How did you get here?" Su Mo was also taken aback.

  "Darling, I want to dance with you." Yu Ran said.

  "Why?" Su Mo raised an eyebrow.

  "I just saw how desolate you looked, I must stay with you." Yu Ran gazed at her deeply.

  Under the starry sky, Yu's gaze was as flowing and rippling as waves, with a hint of a smile on her lips that seemed to be both a smile and not a smile.

  Only saw the man holding the woman's hand, the two danced together, their figures were elegant and graceful, countless butterflies flew around them, vividly.

  Who would have thought that the man's dance was also extraordinary, worthy of being called first-rate, and there was absolutely no one in front who could resist the charm of this pair dancing together.

  Zhang Lao was stunned, he didn't expect that the Jin Yu Tang would have such a talented person. Not only could the woman dance perfectly, but the man in front of him wasn't ordinary either. The two people's dancing postures were seamlessly coordinated, it can be said that they were completely absorbed in their performance.

  Yu's lips seemed to smile but not quite, his exquisite blue brocade robe shimmered in the dim light as he danced, releasing a refreshing scent of bamboo that was both soothing and invigorating. The man's dance was elegant and free-spirited, his movements like floating clouds and flowing water, with each turn sending petals flying like falling cherry blossoms.

  The coordination between Yaoji and Yushan is endless, and in the end, it's like a loving couple entwined.

  The dance of the two people gradually caused a change in the sky, with flashes of lightning streaking across the clear sky. Zhang Lao took a cold breath and only then realized that this was an even higher level of understanding.

  The people below were amazed, unexpectedly it was not only the fairy who transformed into a butterfly, but also the male protagonist.

  This poignant love story ultimately has a comforting ending, which is indeed an unexpected finale.

  The melody became more and more elegant, more and more gentle, and the dance of the two ended at this moment. The crowd went wild with cheers.

  Yu Ran suddenly kissed her lips, "Qingqing, I am willing to transform into a butterfly with you."

  The audience was too enthusiastic about this dance, she could no longer slap him in public, and the gaze of the people far away became gloomy.

  The women in the audience below had already begun to scream, while the men's fiery gazes seemed to want to stare a hole through Yu Ran.

  "Ah." Zhang's face turned red as she almost covered her cheeks and said, "Young people these days are really too passionate!"

  "Wu Liang that Tian Zun, young is really good, young is really good." Ming Jing Dao Zhang wiped his nosebleed and said, "I want to return to secular life, I really want to return to secular life."

  "Jin Yutang, demon maiden."

  "Jin Yutang, Demon Queen."

  "Jin Yutang, Demon Queen."

  Everyone shouted the name of Youji, it was indeed the Youji of Jinyutang. In this one night, the Youji of Jinyutang had already become famous throughout half the land.

  The master of Baifang Hall shook his head, now he knew that Baifang Hall had lost, thoroughly lost.

  Everyone twisted for a long time, and only then did she get up from the ground. No one looked at her again. She looked at the two of them, so matching, she was ashamed and completely lowered her head.

  The winner becomes a king or a noble, while the loser becomes a bandit. From now on, there will be no more Bai Hua Tang, and from now on, there will also be no more DING family.

  Digression

  Haven't written for less than 20,000 words yet, and yesterday the power was suddenly cut off for a while, haha, awkward laughter, thanks to everyone's support all along.

  Thank newarashi, 35092410, gscwb for the 5 heat, yexi sent 17 diamonds, manzhushahua love fan sent 6 diamonds, yueyue12241 sent 5 fresh flowers, 15067242656 sent 2 fresh flowers, Mr. Yang sent 3 fresh flowers, Yunmoyu sent 1 fresh flower, Da Shaya rewarded 222 Xiangxiang coins, and Haiyouheyi sent 3 diamonds.