Long Yifei stayed in the song exhibit for a while longer after Xuan Xina left. She did not pursue the immortal and instead perused some of the other songs in the room. Each one displayed the title, writer, the first few phrases, as well as the expected sell price or price range. Only a few were being sold by private parties and most were advertised by various auction houses.
The Golden Basin Auction House that Xuan Xina mentioned was the largest and most influential but there were several others that offered similar goods. The songs sold by auction houses had a wide price range. Some songs were priced below one million taels. Others were between one million and ten million taels of gold.
Individual songs were cheaper than big-ticket items like instruments but overall, the Dao of song was equally as expensive as the Dao of instruments. To properly cultivate one’s voice, many different songs were required. Each one had to be high quality and required legitimate writers.
Long Yifei calculated an estimate in her mind of how much she would have to spend. It was a shockingly large number. She probably needed fifty million to buy Prioress Xuan’s songs at auction as they were sure to be hot items. She did know if her master could afford that.
With a sigh, she left the song exhibit, deciding to visit the other exhibits. She grabbed a glass of ice grape wine from a nearby attendant, wandered the halls for a while, and finally entered the dance exhibit.
The exhibit occupied the largest room in Spring Rain Hall. It was comparable to the entrance hall in size and was filled with people. Instead of glass displays like the other exhibits, there were many live demonstrations on the raised platforms that dotted the floor. Sacred Daughters and acolytes alike were gathered around these, studying and discussing the choreography of various dances on display.
Dancing as an immortal Dao had many uses. The most obvious was physical improvement. There were several dancers displaying their agility, flexibility, and fighting ability. These were quite popular and their choreography was equivalent to tomes that described martial arts such as the Nineteen Demon Subduing Palms.
Other dances could benefit those around them instead. They provided powerful supporting effects. Some were no less impressive than Jasmine’s Lunar Blessing. One that caught her eye was called the Snow Sword Dance. The dancer who was showcasing this exuded two auras aura at the same time. They boosted both ice and sword-based Daos. It was easy to see how useful such a dance was during a large-scale battle.
While Long Yifei was watching the Snow Sword Dance, a burst of bellowing laughter to her side drew her attention. She glanced over and saw a middle-aged man with unremarkable features. She didn’t recognize that immortal but she did recognize the Sacred Daughter next to him. She was Ye Landou, a new student and part of her day-to-day group.
Ye Landou’s eyes were shining with admiration as she clung to the man’s arm. The man, enjoying the attention, was making a variety of boasting statements about his wealth. Ye Landou, who had no acolyte of her own, was hanging onto his every word, clearly smitten.Long Yifei’s lips twitched with amusement. So, this was another purpose of the Gift Exhibit, for unattached Sacred Daughters to meet potential acolytes. It wasn’t her business to interfere with Ye Landou’s affairs so she did not go and greet her.
As Long Yifei was about to go and watch another dance, a figure stepped in her way.
“Beauty, are you enjoying the exhibit? My name is Immortal Bamboo Wave Yang Gehu.”
This Spirit Lord Realm immortal was strikingly tall, nearly half a head taller than her. He had a long, chiseled face with sharp features. His clothes were rich and classy, exuding the aura of someone who lived in wealth.
Long Yifei bowed slightly, “Good evening, Immortal Yang. My name is Long Yifei, a first-year Sacred Daughter.”
Yang Gehu chuckled handsomely, showing a sliver of pearly white teeth, “A beautiful name for a beautiful woman! Miss Long, if you have any questions about the Dao of dance, I am a bit of an expert. You’ve seen the Snow Sword Dance. That dance was created by my Yang Clan. It is a specialty that few can properly learn. But if you are interested, I can give you some additional instruction to guarantee that you can master it completely.”
He leaned into her as he spoke, forcing her to take a step backward. She was quite unhappy about the situation but she couldn’t be rude. She had never had to deal with men seeking her attention so aggressively so she didn’t know what do to.
While she was still mulling her options, he continued talking, “Where are you from? I heard from some contacts at the school that you are not from the Martial Brilliance Continent. You probably won’t have heard of it but my Yang Clan is one of the Seven Potentates of Jiannan. The Seven Potentates are seven of the most powerful and influential factions. Each one is a founding member of the Millennium Mountains Campus. We have many acolytes and Sacred Daughters. We always welcome newcomers from the subcontinents and try to make sure that you smoothly get accustomed to life in the main continent.”
Long Yifei remained unimpressed. She naturally disliked pushy, arrogant men. Yang Gehu’s background and his looks might have captivated an average Sacred Daughter. But she wasn’t just some average Sacred Daughter. Even now, she didn’t know what she really felt about Chen Wentian so it was impossible for Yang Gehu to do anything with a few words.
“Immortal Yang, I appreciate your kindness. Though, I was merely strolling around looking for my fellow sisters. If you’ll excuse me…”
“Wait.” Yang Gehu said, taking a step closer to her. Two glasses of wine appeared in his hands and he offered one to her, “Do you want some more wine? Which subcontinent are you from? I want to get to know you more.”
Long Yifei ignored him and turned to leave. As she stepped away, a dark expression flashed across his face. His hand shot out, aided by immortal energy, to grab her arm. The exhibit room was dimly lit and crowded so nobody saw him do this.
Before she could even react, his fingers touched the sleeve of her white dress. Terror surged through her. Even though they were in public, she still felt alone and helpless at that moment.
But then, her Flawless Snowfrost earrings pulsed with spiritual energy. A blast of snowy wind intercepted Yang Gehu before he could touch her. It also pushed her away to a safe distance, leaving him empty hand and gaping in surprise.
“What’s going on?” A strong woman’s voice called out.
A prioress noticed the commotion and strode over. But by the time she reached Long Yifei, Yang Gehu had disappeared into the crowd.
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