Having made it so far, none of them wanted to turn back so easily.
Furthermore, all of them were already deep into it and had developed intense yearnings. They each wanted to cross the Fairy Pool and take Yao Xi as their own.
There was no way any of them would simply yield under such circumstances.
It seemed that Ye Futian had thoughts about Yao Xi, given how he wanted the others to give up while he continued making his way forward.
No one else around him heeded his words. Ye Futian turned his eyes forward and sat cross-legged on the boat. He waved and a guqin appeared in front of him.
While he had undoubtedly lost his guqin spirit, he always kept a guqin with him nonetheless.
He began plucking the strings and a tune was heard. Three distinct sounds from guqin were heard mixing, but they retained enough to be told apart. All three of the sounds had extraordinary clarity as they seeped into the ears of those within earshot.
