"One, two, three, stamp your feet."
"Four, five, six, wave your hands."
"Seven, eight, nine, puff out your cheeks and roll your shoulders—"
Gu Qingshan counted the beats, moved to the rhythm, and danced with meticulous care.
On the God of War Interface, lines of tiny, firefly-like text kept appearing:
"Magic Dragon Power is being suppressed." "You have gained the favor of mysterious power from the Mysterious Side. Your physical strength has increased slightly." "Your dance steps have earned the praise of a wondrous being. You have developed a slight affinity for Mystic-type abilities." "Your body coordination has improved."
Gu Qingshan danced, drenched in sweat.
There was no helping it. Even as an expert of the Three Thousand Worlds Realm, he still found this dance exhausting.
For both body and soul, the Dance of Sacrificing Lives of All Beings was a grueling ordeal.
Several dozen minutes later.
He finally finished the dance.
Mountain Girl handed him a cup of Spiritual Spring water and asked, "Young Master, what do we do now?"
Panting, Gu Qingshan drained it in one go.
"This time, it's my fault. I forgot it was time to dance, and that's what led to this."
He spoke helplessly.
"Anyway, she's already dead. Why don't we just leave?" Mountain Girl suggested.
"No. According to her, she's already been betrayed once. So the fact that she was willing to trust me this time is extremely rare," Gu Qingshan said.
Mountain Girl looked troubled. "But her body was swept away by the stream, and we don't know where it ended up. Young Master, even if we spend ages piecing her back together, we have no idea when she'll come back to life."
Gu Qingshan shook his head. "If we leave now, she might never trust anyone again. Besides, if