Boom!
A massive firework blossomed in the night sky.
Red, petal-like points of light fluttered down in a shower.
Lin Xin followed the caravan as it slowly moved through Naxi's bustling streets. Everywhere around them were lively, cheering crowds. Some gathered in groups of twos and threes, playing with what looked like colorful balls.
Others tossed cube-like little creatures back and forth in their hands. Every time the creatures were thrown into the air, they changed into a different shape and gave off colored light.
As the caravan passed the roadside, a large crowd had gathered around a small makeshift stage, watching dancers. Several black-clad dancers in revealing clothing wore veils, with barely a scrap of fabric on their bodies. As they swayed and twisted, intimate parts were occasionally exposed.
People below kept roaring and throwing up silver coins.
Woooooo—
A gigantic silver-gray airship slowly flew in from the distant sky. Its sides were carved with the heads of stags and boars, and its oval sails layered upon one another. At a glance, there were no fewer than several dozen of them.
Faintly visible along the airship's side were beautifully dressed female cultivators leaning over the railings and looking down.
Several snowy white immortal cranes with silver crowns slowly circled the airship. Sunlight fell upon their silver crests, reflecting a brilliant sheen.
Ling Er could not take it all in. For the moment, she seemed to have forgotten that they were under threat from Red Ridge Gate, gazing around in curiosity.
"Ling Er, haven't you been here before?" Lin Xin asked casually.
"I have, but I've never encountered such a grand festival before. There are so many fun things and delicious foods!" She was somewhat excited. After all, she was still just a young girl who had only recently turned