System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Ling Chen egged them on from the sidelines, urging the two to perform.

"Ling Chen, who told you I'm good at dancing? The ancient movements I learned that allowed our ancestors to communicate with heaven and earth weren't dances, but chanting techniques." Tian Xing's palms sweated as she thought about having to demonstrate something like a dance in front of Chen Xuan, and she quickly retorted.

Zi Mo smiled slightly, and with a flick of her wrist, a blank scroll appeared in her hand. With a serene smile, she looked at everyone present and said, "You are all fortunate to have this opportunity. I, Zi Mo, will now make a fool of myself by attempting to copy this painting. If it is not well done, please do not laugh at me."

The art of ink painting is quite unique, and very few people can truly master it. However, those who can master ink painting are all painting geniuses.

Everyone expressed their anticipation, and Zi Mo gestured for them to continue drinking, telling them not to force it, as she would capture the appropriate scene to depict herself.

"Hurry up, Tianxing, Zimo has already come down to the stage, shouldn't you perform a dance to liven things up?" Ling Chen continued.

"The Celestial Fairy has hidden delicacies, yet she doesn't share them with her friends. It's really..." Chen Xuan wasn't interested in watching the Celestial Fairy's dance, but rather in the ancient academy's records of what the sacrificial dances of the ancestors looked like.

Tianxing was exasperated by his friend's "backstabbing," glared at Ling Chen, and then stood up and said, "Since everyone wants to see, I'll demonstrate it."

"it is good!"

"We'll see!"

Qing Tianyu and her brother, Chen Xuan, and Ling Chen all clapped and cheered, smiling as they looked at Tianxing who had stood up.

“In that case, I’ll add to the merriment with a guqin.” Ling Chen smiled and with a flick of his wrist, a black guqin instantly appeared on the table.

"Boom..."

In this tranquil and elegant setting, amidst blooming flowers, the melodious and soothing sound of the guqin filled the air. Tianxing danced gracefully to the music, her lithe figure drawing the attention of everyone present with every precise movement.

Zi Mo stood quietly to the side, her watery eyes gazing at the scene before her mind filled with the most beautiful images.

She closed her eyes, raised her right hand, and formed a sword-finger gesture. Streams of ink-colored energy gathered towards her finger.

As Zi Mo's finger gently touched the scroll, scenes of ink wash painting slowly emerged within it.

If the fox clan dancers' dance at the Wanbaoshan gathering was alluring and focused on showcasing their figures, then Tianxing's ancient sacrificial dance had a completely different artistic conception and was extremely attractive.

Chen Xuan was completely engrossed in watching, but as he watched, he noticed that Tianxing's face was slightly flushed.

As the music ended, Tianxing also stopped the last movement of the ancient dance.

Zi Mo also stopped tracing lines with his fingers, and the room fell silent, like a painting.

"Well done, as expected of the ancient sacrificial dance of our ancestors, it is truly magnificent." Chen Xuan broke the silence first, saying with a smile.

"Well done, I never expected Fellow Daoist Tianxing to be such a skilled dancer. It's a real feast for the eyes." Qing Tian Xiao Lou also spared no praise.

"I really want to learn," Qing Tian Yu'er muttered softly when she saw Chen Xuan praising Tian Xing's dance so highly.

Just as everyone was praising Tianxing, Zimo returned to his seat empty-handed.

Ling Chen looked at Zi Mo with a puzzled expression and asked, "Where's the painting?"

"It's a failure. My skills are too crude. I shouldn't embarrass myself further." Zi Mo smiled modestly, shook his head, and sighed.

"It's alright, it's alright. This incident happened suddenly, and you were caught off guard as well," Qing Tian Xiao Lou quickly tried to smooth things over.

Chen Xuan nodded, not giving it much thought.

It's one thing for outsiders to think that way, but Tianxing and Lingchen, who know Zimo well, are full of doubts.

However, as friends, no one would expose Zimo in this situation.

The party didn't end until near dusk.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Xuan, Young Master Xiao Lou..." Ling Chen and the other two stood up and cupped their hands, saying, "Our sect elders have sent a message via jade talisman, so we must depart now."

Tianxing and Zimo looked at Chen Xuan simultaneously and nodded in acknowledgment.

Zi Mo bowed slightly and said gently to Chen Xuan, "After you become a disciple of a sect, if you wish to travel around, you can visit our four great academies."

“Yes, each of our four academies has its own unique and wondrous place. You definitely won’t regret going there,” Tianxing chimed in with a smile.

Chen Xuan nodded and smiled, "I'll definitely go and see it when I have the chance."

"With that, we'll take our leave."

After seeing Tianxing and the others off, Chen Xuan and Qingtian Xiaolou talked about many things, with Chen Xuan paying particular attention to the process of the representatives from various sects coming to attend the Princess's welcoming banquet.

Qing Tian Xiao Lou nodded and said frankly, "Naturally, we are discussing my younger sister's apprenticeship in a sect. However, I haven't inquired much about this matter. I think that if there is a result, Father and Mother will definitely inform my younger sister."

After the two parted, Chen Xuan strolled along the jade path amidst the artificial hills and sea of ​​flowers. Bai Li asked in confusion, "Master, Zi Mo must have lied today. She is skilled in ink painting; there's no way she could paint badly."

Chen Xuan rubbed Bai Li's head and said, "Sometimes, being too clever in public can either offend people or make them afraid to get close to you or befriend you."

"Huh?" Bai Li tilted her head back and asked, "What do you mean?"

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Everyone knows that Zi Mo is skilled in ink painting, so painting is a piece of cake for her. But she still says this. Logically speaking, this is tantamount to burying one's head in the sand, and it is really inappropriate."

"Yes, Master, that's why I'm wondering," Bai Li said with a curious expression.

"Have you ever considered who Zimo is trying to hide from by saying this?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

Bai Li frowned and analyzed in thought: "Tianxing and Lingchen are good friends, and Qingtian Xiaolou was the first to step in to smooth things over... So, is Zimo still trying to mislead Qingtian Yu'er?"

Chen Xuan nodded: "You're quite smart."

"But why?" Bai Li was even more puzzled.

"Don't ask why. Just don't expose this if it doesn't harm you, understand?"

"Oh fine."

The master and servant were walking along when suddenly, Bai Li looked up at a snowflake that had landed on her head and said excitedly, "Master, look, look, it's snowing! It's snowing!"

Chen Xuan stopped and looked up at the sky: "Yes, it's snowing. I wonder if it's snowing in my hometown's time and space too?"