Xuan Kong

More than just the birds...

Even the rarest immortal butterflies flew over, fluttering and dancing alongside the little one!

Ling Yun frowned slightly as his supreme divine body began to display a fraction of its capabilities, which meant Qianqian's supreme divine body was already half-formed.

The most typical traits were affinity, the power of her singing and affinity drawing in these small creatures, perhaps.

"My state of mind has improved by a notch."

"I am nearing a breakthrough point."

"I have benefited immensely."

Down below, quite a few people were affected by their singing, their Dao hearts undergoing a transformation.

Ling Yun was rather surprised; the supreme divine body had this effect as well?

"Aha!"

The little one reached out to catch a butterfly, and one by one, they landed on her head, her clothes, and all over her body.

Ling Yun secretly snapped a photo, feeling wonderful inside.

After a little star song finished, the crowd had not yet recovered, nor was there much applause. One by one, they sat cross-legged, savoring the lingering feeling from just moments before.

"Mommy, Wangzai, Wangzai." The little one ran over eagerly, covered in sweat.

Long Yanran had prepared it long ago, and Ji Wuxue had already drunk hers beforehand.

"Here, yours." An Qing had almost lost her wits. Could singing really do something like this?

There was a commotion in the sky, and a moment later, amidst a flash of golden light, the void ripped open!

A trace of anger flickered across everyone's faces. At such a crucial moment, who was making trouble?

Only to see that in the pale white night sky, a fat monk dressed in a kasaya walked out from within the golden tear.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"

The voice traveled from afar, ringing close, brimming with Buddhist