"Is this the famous Five Beauties Five Hundred Crane Synergy?" a second-stage cultivator asked.
The third-stage cultivator from before nodded and answered "That's right! While the two top beauties are at the late stage of Origin Light, and the three assisting beauties are in the middle stage, these five are only at the early stage, so without external aid, forming a true Origin Light Vision is difficult.
Even the three assisting beauties aren't capable of doing this alone, but they only assist, so their aid isn't too high. Instead, it's the two top beauties who are truly powerful, able to form an Origin Light Vision on their own!"
"What's an Origin Light Vision?" the second-stage cultivator asked.
"You don't have to worry about it. Just know that performing it is something only those in the late stage and with deep dao comprehension can achieve this."
"Hehe, you're so secretive! But what they say is true – everyone of the 'Three Fairies Ten Beauties Five Hundred Cranes' is a talent! Even just being able to help an origin light cultivator form their Origin Light Vision requires a close connection and extremely hard work."
"Yes, haha, this Pavilion is said to be one of the best in the fourth stage. It's even said the owner of the pavilion and the most senior fairy is about to advance to the fifth stage! Do you think the name will change by then?"
Just as they were chattering, the performance of the five weapon beauties slowly stopped.
An extremely beautiful woman entered the stage – her steps graceful, wearing a jade ornamented white gown that hid all her features, even a mask covering her whole face, it seemed like a ghost had entered.
The mask was blank with only a slight opening where her mouth was.
Once the five fairies left the stage, her performance started…
Initially, no one seemed to hear anything. Only gradually did they hear what seemed to be whispers coming from all around them.
People turned, thinking their neighbours had called them… some even felt like they heard the voices of their beloved ones, whether living or passed, they all seemed to sound at this moment.
While the lady in white was still standing still, another lady entered. She wore the same garment, but her mask was fully white with no opening.
She carried an incense lamp, slowly walking in a circle around the stage.
From the lamp, incense came out like fog, obscuring the vision of all.
Those that attempted to find the whispers slowly closed their eyes, and with the smell of incense, they seemed to be able to concentrate better.
The whispers didn't become clearer but instead illusory, no more pulling the cultivators towards them, but slowly nourishing their souls.
Fu Xian who was on the second floor even had a separate opening, through which incense fog flew directly in, until the whole room was full.
He felt another surge in recovery.
At this point, he had realised something shocking –
His whole injury was already treated!
It was only halfway through the performance yet he had recovered the full 49%!
Just then, he got another piece of information from the talisman – it had already absorbed 1% of origin power. It could save his origin, which meant he didn't have to worry about wasting it.
Although the banquet could also enhance his soul, he preferred to use it to recover his origin. So instead, he told the talisman to absorb it wholeheartedly till the end.
Slowly, the whispers faded.
Then, instead, a barely veiled woman entered. Her every step was light as if she was flying, and with every little movement, she seemed to attract the eyes of countless cultivators.
She jumped into the centre of the stage, which had slowly risen into a high platform.
Taking another step, she barely kept herself on the platform, stretching her body lower, hugging the platform with her upper body, while her lower body was still connected to the upper body…
She then performed a slow flip, in her movement, spiritual violet dust seemed to be released, dispersing around.
In the air, this dust formed the illusion of butterflies flying to the audience.
She climbed the platform up, doing a different pose with each step.
Once she was at the top again, she twirled, and spiritual dust flew all around.
With each second, she became faster, her movements more fluid. At one point she would spin, at another she would jump, then use the raised platform as a tool, going around and giving everyone a very unique dance.
"Is this the butterfly dance of the Violet Butterfly Dance Fairy?"
"Yes, it is- I heard this is a new dance she had learned over the years, called 'Dream Butterfly'-"
Just as the guy said it, he seemed to be too intoxicated to say anymore, his voice cut off.
No one on the side thought it was weird. They were all intoxicated, their vision blurred, countless butterflies surrounding their face.
Fu Xian felt this especially strong.
Not only did he fell into intoxication, he even felt something special. His eyes closed and when he opened them again, he was in a different dimension!
It was a dream – standing on a cloud of violet butterflies, the fairy was dancing, and with each movement, a small cloud would be separated.
He saw how these clouds flew to a few people. He couldn't discern their face, but from the aura, he understood that these were all the guests of the third floor!
It seems the second floor could enjoy a higher concentration of the various effects, while only the third floor could enjoy unique effects like this one!
He felt how this time, the performance overwhelmed him slightly.
A few moments passed and he woke up, the butterfly fairy already gone, and the platform lower but still a few steps higher than previously.
This time he finally saw the familiar face, his senior sister Jiming, who was dressed like a true fairy this time, with wondrous silk flying around, her robe swaying in the wind.
She didn't move nor talk, simply glanced around, stopping for a moment on his booth, smiling at him as if laughing at him, then moving on.
While she was doing so, a tree bloomed behind her.
It was a plum blossom tree, striking beautiful, violet-pink in colour.
The tree swayed in the stagnant wind, plum blossoms drifting around.
Meanwhile, at one point, another fairy appeared before Jiming. She danced gracefully, and with each of her dance, a plum blossom flew out from the tree landing on the cultivators of the first stage, while the cultivators of the second stage gained several blossoms at the same time.
Fu Xian, as well as others on the third stage, got hundreds of plum blossoms. Once they entered their room, they flew on their head, resting and slowly being absorbed.
But the most important among them was a single plum blossom petal among each of the hundreds they got – on this plum petal, there was a drop of dew, which slowly slid down the petal, falling down to the cultivator.
The moment it landed on Fu Xian, he felt something else. His comprehension was triggered and he actually gained insights into the plum blossom… it only lasted for a moment, but he saw something else in his dantian-
A drop of water, in the shape of a plum blossom, was silently hovering there, next to the jade book and mystical eye.