The melodious sound of the zither echoed through every corner of the village. Countless villagers closed their eyes, listening to it with expressions of pure enjoyment.
The surface of the towering tree before them gradually emitted a faint green glow. The green radiance enveloped the entire tree as an incomparably vast force of vitality spread in all directions.
Gu Qingzhi specialized in the Dao of the zither. Her music was comparable to the sound of the Dao; even mortals could benefit immensely from hearing it.
As the zither music continued to permeate the air, Li Xiaoyao walked alone through the village.
Though the music was pleasant and melodious, it was utterly useless to him.
The music carried Gu Qingzhi's Dao within it, and he would not allow her Dao to influence his own.
The Dao of Strength crushed all things.
Just like that, the zither music lingered for an entire month. During that time, Wang Tian refined many medicinal liquids, all of which were absorbed by the towering tree before them.
A month later, Gu Qingzhi slowly put away her zither.
Alright, her task was complete as well. As for what this towering tree would ultimately become, that would depend on its own Wuxing and fortune.
Just as Gu Qingzhi put away her zither, her brows suddenly furrowed, before the corners of her lips curled upward slightly.
See? Speak of the devil, and the devil arrives.
Gu Qingzhi slowly rose and walked toward the village entrance. There, she saw Li Xiaoyao sitting quietly cross-legged on the ground.
She was not the only one who had sensed them. Li Xiaoyao had sensed them as well.
And Li Xiaoyao had reacted even faster than she had.
Three figures slowly appeared at the entrance to the village.
If Ye Lin had seen those