Travels · Magic City Arc (Twenty-Two): To the New World (Seven)

Then, when the stage lights came on again, Bu Ling was surprised to see the Yang Sui sisters standing on the stage, about to dance gracefully.

"Senior! Look! It's Yangyang and the others!" she excitedly pointed at the stage and shouted to Qingxiao.

Qingxiao gestured for her to calm down, and after she calmed down a bit, she replied, "I can see their appearance clearly, there's no need for you to remind me so agitatedly."

"However, I'm also very curious to see what kind of dance they will present for ' The Tale of the Azure Plume '."

"With their abilities, this performance is sure to be quite a spectacle," Suoming nodded.

"I think this will be an unforgettable performance," said the Heartfox, hiding in the Qingxiao Valley. "If our ancestors knew that the Tale of the Azure Plume could be passed down to future generations through their dance, they would surely rest in peace."

You're asking how Heartfox got into the venue? Are you kidding me? She's a Sentinel, after all. Even though most of her power has been sealed, she can still create illusions to make others ignore her presence.

"Alright, the performance is about to start, so let's watch the sisters' performance carefully."

Just as Heartfox had said, not long after, the prelude to "Tale of the Azure Plume" suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Wow, really?! They even served it to Tale of the Azure Plume!"

"Those two girls on stage look just like Yangyang and Suisui... they're practically identical to the characters from the game!"

"Enjoying life! Tale of the Azure Plume even appeared in the halftime show! Old Kuro, you win!"

Of course, that's not all. As the prelude began, the stage also changed, and those with sharp eyes immediately recognized that this was the battlefield of the Battle of Clouded Cliffs.

And these two sisters are about to recreate the Tale of the Azure Plume in their own way on this battlefield from a hundred years ago.

It wasn't until she actually stood on the stage that Yangyang understood the source of her nervousness.

She was the second young lady of the Mingting family, and while she wasn't an expert in all the arts, she was certainly skilled in each. A short intermission performance was no problem for her.

What she feared was not that she couldn't capture the emotional weight of her predecessors in the Tale of the Azure Plume, but that the audience wouldn't feel the profound sentiment.

If a song, a dance, or a play cannot resonate with the audience, then she, as the performer, has undoubtedly failed.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at her sister on the other side of the stage, and when Suisui felt her gaze meet, she simply nodded with a smile, as if to say that we can do it.

Yangyang curled the corners of her lips, responded with a determined look, and the moment the prelude began, she began to wield the Azure Plume Sword in her hand.

Their stage style can be summarized in this sentence: "With three feet of white feathers, they vanquish all demons and monsters; with two sleeves of brocade, they weave peace and tranquility for the world."

As Yangyang practiced her swordplay, she heard once again the angry roars of the fallen soldiers.

"Tacet Discord... Tacet Discord! You all deserve to die!"

"My parents! My family! Damn Lament!"

She remained silent, only channeling these unfulfilled regrets into her sword, using the Azure Feather in her hand to express the spirit of a warrior cutting off his own arm.

On the other side, Suisui used the ever-changing folding fan in her hand to express the reluctance of a guardian to see her loved ones leave home to fight and never return. Every subtle movement and expression allowed the audience to feel the sorrow of "I know your journey is dangerous, but I have no choice but to watch you go."

The atmosphere in the audience changed as Yangyang and Suisui gave their heartfelt performance. The initial amazement and joy at seeing the twin sisters gradually turned into solemnity, as if they were keeping vigil for the fallen soldiers.

Almost everyone present knew the bittersweet story behind this song, and the sisters' dance reopened those memories they had kept hidden in the drawer of their hearts.

So, when the song reached its climax, a loud chorus resounded throughout the entire venue.

The tide surges on, the fog obscures the path, the road ahead is long, and the return is far off.

Yangyang, standing on the stage, initially thought it was just background music for a song, until she clearly heard the chorus coming from every audience member in the venue, and her heart involuntarily trembled.

Meanwhile, Suisui, who was still dancing gracefully beside her, was also moved by the scene. She secretly wiped away the tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she covered her face with her folding fan again.

Even though the two sisters were moved by the emotional resonance of the audience, they did not relax in the slightest. They maintained their respect for the stage and prepared to give a perfect curtain call for this intermission performance.

Inside the backstage dressing room.

It is said that art knows no borders, and Dania and others watching the performance backstage in the dressing room at this moment deeply understand this.

Aemeath gazed at the stage, the powerful, penetrating sound of the massive chorus echoing from outside the venue. Deeply moved, she didn't even notice the tears welling up in her eyes.

Tarokiki, sitting across from her, was already in tears, constantly wiping away her tears with tissues while new tears kept flowing.

"This is truly..." Xiao Ling exclaimed, looking at the Yang Sui sisters' performance stage, a smile of satisfaction appearing on her lips.

As for Sigrika, she was already sobbing uncontrollably, and Dania silently handed her tissues, a gesture so practiced it was heartbreaking.

Although the Rinascita group, led by Cartethyia, did not show any obvious emotional fluctuations, their solemn and dignified atmosphere clearly showed that they were fully immersed in the atmosphere of the stage.

As native Huanglong people, Jinhsi and Changli naturally understand the bloody history hidden behind Tale of the Azure Plume, and they can't help but feel gratified by this grand chorus.

Liang Yu, who grew up listening to this story, felt it more deeply than anyone else present.

At that time, she thought that Tale of the Azure Plume would be completely lost with her generation, but Yangyang used her ability to revive the song and the story behind it. Now, she and her sister have turned the song into a dance for the audience, and they have received a positive response from the audience.

That's wonderful. This way, the Tale of the Azure Plume won't be lost. It will be passed down from generation to generation by everyone who has heard it and knows its story, and it will never be forgotten.

Unfortunately... our ancestors will never be able to witness such a grand and moving scene.

"Ha..." Liang Yu let out a long sigh.

As Yangyang and Suisui finished their performance, both the audience and everyone in the dressing room gave the twin sisters a warm round of applause. Belatedly, Liang Yu joined in the applause.

Amidst the thunderous applause, a faint laugh passed by Liang Yu's ear before vanishing completely, as if it had never happened.

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