There were only a handful of cultivators with such talents in the world.
The chilly breeze seemed to soften the tune as they carried it to the clouds…
Even after the mellow tune stopped, it still seemed to linger in the air before it seemed to drift off to the horizon.
The flying beasts in the clouds cried out along with the flute's tone. When the tune stopped and the red energy dispersed, they scattered as well.
There were only a few beasts that tried to get closer to the Ninth Temple. They were fallen by the ballistae on the platform.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji had forgotten that they were supposed to lead the way. They were shocked and puzzled. Were they not cultivators from the golden lotus domain? Why was there a red lotus cultivator in their midst? Moreover, she was a genius in music!
Yu Shangrong turned to look at Conch and said with a faint smile, "That was amazing, Little Junior Sister."
