The pipa rang out, as though heavenly demons were raining from the sky.
With an earplug in each ear, Pei Yulou pushed open the door and came before her young miss—at last, she had a legitimate reason to make her stop.
"Miss, the grand sacrifice has begun."
Sure enough, the pipa fell silent. The short-haired woman in white held her fingers against the strings and did not move, looking slightly surprised. "Early?"
Pei Yulou said solemnly, "Yes, and by quite a lot... It seems there was no other choice."
The woman in white lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before shaking her head. "It wasn't that there was no other choice. It was deliberate... Yu Linglong wants to throw this game of chess into chaos."
"It isn't the right time." Pei Yulou frowned. "Doing this will only make Iron Rakshasa notice her sooner... Miss, what do you think?"
The woman in white remained indifferent. "Wanting to seize the initiative is a good thing. It isn't bad for Yu Linglong to be more proactive. Back then, Dao Ancestor personally selected the position of Celestial Venerable. Everything should have been settled, yet in the end, wasn't there still a rebel who fought for a sliver of an opportunity that should never have existed, achieving the position of Celestial Venerable from within a desperate situation?"
"How could Yu Linglong be compared with that person?" Pei Yulou shook her head.
"Of course she can't." The woman in white spoke casually. "But they were both struggling to survive in desperate situations, weren't they? ...Never underestimate the cries of desperate people. Even a minor figure's fist might smash an emperor's head. The Heavenly Dao is elusive. Unless one becomes a Dao Ancestor, who can say for certain?"
Pei Yulou was secretly startled.
Dao Ancestor