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Chapter 344 Fresh Peach Blossoms, Sword Dance Provocation

"Huh, I can't take pictures? Is my phone broken?"

Pei Yuan also planned to take at least a gigabyte of photos to take back with her, so that even if she never had the chance to come to a place like this again, she could at least look at the photos on her phone and reminisce.

As soon as I took out my phone and opened the camera, I saw a message on the screen saying "This function is unavailable," which was absolutely absurd!

If she remembers correctly, she used this phone to film a short video of Sister Hanying eating before she came here, during her dinner.

Why did it suddenly stop working?
Hearing her mutter softly, Jiang Hanying also took out her phone, opened the camera, and saw the exact same message: 'This function is unavailable'.

She waved her phone screen in front of Pei Yuan, "Mine is the same."

After watching the two of them fuss over this with a tolerant look, Duanmu Long finally spoke up: "I guess everyone here has the same phone. Taking pictures is not allowed here, but to prevent anyone from secretly taking pictures, they simply disabled this function."

Pei Yuan awkwardly put her phone back in her pocket, her face also feeling a little hot. "I've only ever seen signal blocking, this is the first time I've seen even the camera function blocked."

Duanmu Long smiled at her but didn't say anything.

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!
As the main lights in the arena slowly went out one by one, leaving only a few candle-like lamps illuminating the small areas where guests were seated, the already sparse conversation gradually subsided.

Now even first-time visitors have a clear understanding.

The so-called "Fragrance-Seeking Night Banquet" is probably about to begin.

Almost as soon as the thought crossed my mind, sunlight streamed down from the dome.

The light was soft and not glaring, and everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a figure in mid-air about to take flight.

The gold and red silk ribbon around her wrist almost reached the ground, tempting one to reach out and grab her, leaving the goddess on earth.

A stunning dance opened the show!
No one was thinking of taking out their phones to take pictures anymore; they were all just staring at the figure dancing gracefully in mid-air, feeling like they couldn't take it all in.

After the goddess lingered in the mortal realm for a while, she turned back and smiled down, then drifted away as she had come. Before the guests below could feel a sense of loss, the sound of string and wind instruments began.

Amidst the falling petals, maids dressed in pink embroidered peach blossom skirts and wearing peach blossom makeup served each table with peach blossom tea, peach blossom wine, and peach blossom-shaped snacks.

Just as everyone's attention was temporarily drawn to the pretty little maid and the food that was brought over, no one noticed that after the mist dissipated at the center of the stage, a tall peach tree in full bloom appeared out of thin air, and a peach blossom fairy was dancing gracefully under the peach tree to the sound of string and bamboo instruments.

It must be said that this was another visual feast.

Jiang Hanying reached out and pinched a peach petal that had fallen in front of her. She crushed it with her hand and found it was a real peach blossom, still very fresh, probably picked from the tree not long ago.

This wouldn't be uncommon in the Canglan Realm; cultivators with wood spirit roots could activate it in no time.

But in this world, it is now late autumn and almost winter.

Where did these freshly blooming peach blossoms come from?

After the peach blossom fairy and peach tree disappeared back into the mist, the area around the stage suddenly shifted slightly outwards, and then the stage began to sink, accompanied by the sound of flowing water.

Pei Yuan stared intently at the mist appearing in the direction of the stage and couldn't help but guess, "Just now it was peach blossoms in spring, and now we're hearing the sound of water. Could it be lotus flowers in summer?"

Duanmu Long pondered: "No wonder it's called the Fragrance-Seeking Night Banquet. 'Fragrance' refers to both beautiful women and the fragrance of plants. Tonight's theme must be all kinds of flowers."

Jiang Hanying took a bite of the peach blossom pastry in her hand, clapped her hands, and said, "Then the next thing to be served should be the lotus flower dishes?"

Pei Yuan: "..."

Duanmu Long: "..."

Is the focus on the food?

Excuse me!

The two silently turned toward the stage.

Lotus flowers and leaves, at varying heights, have already sprouted amidst the clouds and mist.

Even though I know it's fake, it looks more real than the real thing.

On the largest lotus flower, one could vaguely see a person reclining on their side in the center of the lotus platform. As the music changed to the gentle strains of a Jiangnan folk tune, several maids dressed in long skirts shaped like lotus flowers served wine and food made from lotus flowers and leaves to the guests at each table.

The quantity is still not large.

The food was alright. This time there was lotus leaf chicken, osmanthus lotus root, and fried lotus flowers. Although the portions were small, there were at least three dishes. The lotus wine was just a small pot about the size of a fist. There were three people at the table, and they were using those delicate little wine cups that could be drunk in one gulp. After two rounds, it was gone.

Zhenzhen just wanted to try it briefly.

The dance on the lotus platform then began.

This time, an interactive segment with guests was added.

The dancer's costume features long, flowing sleeves, each wrapped around a half-open lotus flower. With a gentle flick of the dancer's arm, the flower is precisely flung to the nearest seated guest.

Some people even tried to grab the water sleeves in a daze, but before they could grasp them, the water sleeves were pulled away, as if their souls were being taken away with them.

Jiang Hanying took the lotus flower handed to her, looked down and watched as the smooth water sleeves swept across the back of her hand before she withdrew them.

It was rare for me to feel a little annoyed.

The lotus flowers in this pond are all projected using high-tech technology, but if this were in the Canglan Realm, replacing them with real ones would be a piece of cake.

Not to mention if they were to replace them with dancers who had some cultivation, they wouldn't just use water sleeves; they could even fly over to deliver the flowers.

What did she miss out on all this time?!

As the water recedes and the stage rises, it signifies the end of the second act and the imminent start of the third.

Some people have already predicted it: "Spring peaches and summer lotuses, so next should be autumn chrysanthemums."

"Osmanthus flowers also bloom in autumn, so it could be osmanthus."

The music changed again, this time with a more somber tone.

There were more dishes on the table, some with chrysanthemums as the main ingredient or side dish, and a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

Jiang Hanying: Eat, eat, eat!
Until Pei Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "This time it's a man, and he's doing sword dancing!"

Only then did he look up at the stage.

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that sight.

The person on the stage was dressed in a black and red outfit, with her long hair tied in a high ponytail. Her face was covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes that carried a hint of coldness. She was just standing sideways with a long sword in her hand, and she could hear the exclamations of the female guests around her.

Pei Yuan is definitely not an isolated case.

But those eyes... they look so familiar!
Jiang Hanying was still holding her chrysanthemum tea, her eyes half-closed in thought, when the people on stage began to move to the music.

He thrust his sword forward, suspended in mid-air, and stabbed.

The body moves with the sword, the mind follows the heart; the sword has no fixed form, no fixed style.

The flowing sword dance, perfectly complemented by the lighting, made the black-clad figures appear both imposing and gleaming with silver light, captivating the audience who couldn't tear their eyes away.

Those sitting next to her naturally didn't notice that Jiang Hanying's expression was getting colder and colder.

Then, with a "smack," a cup was suddenly thrown onto the stage, hitting the still-waving sword precisely. The powerful force sent the sword flying out of the hand at an angle.

The sudden turn of events startled everyone present, and one guest even cried out in surprise as he watched the sword nearly pierce his foot.

I thought it was just a prop, but it turned out to be a real sword!
If it were just a little bit further forward, ouch...

Duanmu Long was also taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. It wasn't until the person on stage suddenly turned their head to look at their table that she belatedly realized that the cup seemed to have flown out from beside her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly turned her head and saw that the tableware in front of Jiang Hanying was missing a teacup.

Suddenly everything went black!