Villain: I am not good at fighting.

In the front yard of Xiangyue Tower is an octagonal circular attic with a hollow middle. There is a huge stage around it that can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

The stairs on both sides are built against the wall, with each level corresponding to the female performers of different ci tunes. The door of the room faces inward, so that no matter from which angle the guests are, they can enjoy the singing and dancing in the center of the stage.

Li Zhiyun pulled Liu Muqing and jogged all the way up to the third floor through the back door. They walked around the screen carved with snow plums and saw Xie Xiaoyu, who was wearing a purple shirt and putting on light makeup, being served by a maid.

"Sister Xiaoyu, the downstairs is full of people today, so you must not be nervous later."

Li Zhiyun took the gorgeous clothes from the maid skillfully and took over her job. Liu Muqing waved at them, signaling them to go out first.

"I'm not nervous, but I, your sister, will step into this mortal hell before you."

Xie Xiaoyu's charming lavender eyes were filled with a hint of melancholy, and his originally heroic face also showed a hint of dejection.

"Sister Xiaoyu, don't be so pessimistic. Perform well. Who knows, maybe there will be a man of your dreams who can redeem you?"

Li Zhiyun unfolded the gorgeous dress and handed the other side that was out of reach to Liu Muqing who was walking over, and said words of comfort in an innocent and romantic manner.

"Sister Zhiyun, only you are so naive. The purpose of your first stage show is to spread your fame so that you can take action against the people on the list, not to find an ideal husband."

The three of them are now worth hundreds of taels of silver. How many dignitaries and wealthy children in Yannan City can afford to redeem them? Mother Rong had already taught them to memorize it by heart.

Among these people, they have already secretly circled which ones will be their future targets and which ones they can focus on.

They are specially trained top stars, and their freedom cannot be redeemed with money alone, they also need rights, otherwise how can Xiangyue Tower dominate the business of the entire Yannan City.

"How could I be naive? Sister Mu Qing thinks the same way, right?"

Xie Xiaoyu said that she was naive. Li Zhiyun was a little unconvinced. She turned her head and blinked at Liu Muqing, trying to seek help.

"Everything is determined by fate. It is beyond human control. Only by cultivating and becoming an immortal can one control one's own fate..."

"Stop, stop..."

Li Zhiyun and Xie Xiaoyu stopped talking at the same time, saying that they had a headache. The rumors Xie Xiaoyu told in the carriage about immortals roaming the world were actually the stories of a storyteller.

Xie Xiaoyu and Li Zhiyun also believed it before, but as they grew older, they gradually accepted the reality. Only the youngest, Liu Muqing, still believed it without a doubt.

"Sister Mu Qing, what is written in the book is written by people. There are no immortals in the world."

Li Zhiyun tried to persuade her, but Liu Muqing's mind was always on cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, as if she had been possessed by a demon.

"If there are no immortals in the world, how can writers write about the deeds of immortals? Can they just make it up out of thin air?"

Xie Xiaoyu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He stopped Li Zhiyun who was trying to continue persuading him with his eyes and echoed:

"Yes, sister Mu Qing, you are right, but the time is almost up, and I have to go on stage to dance. Please call the maid in for me."

Behind the gorgeous clothes, there is a long brocade embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, which needs someone to help set off. However, Liu Muqing and Li Zhiyun are not yet old enough to go on stage, so they cannot show their looks to others.

So the two of them could not accompany Xie Xiaoyu downstairs, and could only watch from afar through the white and transparent curtains.

Intensive drum beats, accompanied by compact piano sounds, on the central stage, the top dancer Yin Qin, with her graceful figure, is warming up the stage for Xie Xiaoyu.

After the dance, the stage was full of guests, all clapping and cheering. Then the drum beats changed, from fast to slow, and the piano sounded melodious and delicate.

Xie Xiaoyu, dressed in gorgeous clothes and surrounded by a group of singing girls, was like the most colorful flower among a bunch of flowers. Suddenly, countless astonished eyes were focused on this purple-eyed girl who was on stage for the first time.

With swaying lotus steps and the sound of wind flute, Xie Xiaoyu was about to dance, but at this moment, a strange scene appeared.

A sense of oppression as if the heaven and earth were collapsing enveloped the entire Xiangyue Tower, and everyone present suddenly stood still.

His eyes looked uncontrollably towards the top of Xie Xiaoyu's head, where two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, one male and one female.

The man was in his twenties, looked like a young man, with a fiery red gourd slung around his waist and a dark green flying sword under his feet, standing in the air.

The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and looked like a young girl. She had two pigtails on her head and dimples on the corners of her mouth. She held a glittering golden orb in her hand and also had a flying sword under her feet.

Their appearance seemed to gather all the focus of the world. Everyone present lost the ability to think, except Xie Xiaoyu and Liu Muqing.

Since Xie Xiaoyu couldn't see what was happening above her head, she was thinking, "What's going on? Why can't I move my body?"

Liu Muqing saw it clearly, and two words kept repeating in her mind.

“Immortal, immortal, immortal, immortal…”

"Brother, the atmosphere in the Fireworks Land is mixed. My Golden Spirit Pearl is useless here."

The girl with pigtails flew around in the air, turned around with a somewhat lost tone, and said to the young man.

"Well, my soul-chasing technique has also lost its trace. Forget it. It's not suitable to stay here for long. Junior Sister, let's go."

"This disciple from the Red Luan Sect is really good at hiding... Eh? Senior Brother, wait!"

The girl with pigtails put away the golden spirit bead and was about to leave, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Xie Xiaoyu's lavender eyes from the corner of her eye and quickly called out to the young man.

"what happened?"

The young man turned his flying sword around and looked at the girl with pigtails in confusion.

The girl with pigtails came to Xie Xiaoyu, stared into her eyes, stretched out her finger and pressed it on Xie Xiaoyu's forehead, injecting a trace of spiritual power.

"Sure enough, Senior Brother, she has spiritual roots!"

"Oh, let me see."

The young man also became interested and injected a little spiritual power into it. After a moment, he nodded and smiled:

"She does have spiritual roots. Her eyes should be heterochromatic. Let's go back to the sect and look up the classics. Let's take her with us."

"Oh, Brother, how come you act like a bandit when you see a spiritual root? We should ask her opinion first."

The girl with pigtails put her left index and middle fingers together on the palm of her right hand and shouted softly.

"untie!"

Xie Xiaoyu suddenly felt that his body could move. He immediately opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth, and spoke incoherently.

"You...you...are immortals?"

Although her body couldn't move, she could hear the conversation between the two people clearly in her mind.

"No, we are cultivators, not immortals. Now the opportunity is in front of you. Are you willing to become a disciple of my Daoxuan Sect?"

"Yes, I do. I don't want to be a dancer. I don't want to sell my body."

The story in the book came into reality, and Xie Xiaoyu was so excited that he was afraid that if he agreed too late, the immortal would disappear.

"Very good, since you agree, then come with us. This is the territory of the Demonic Path, and it is not advisable to stay here for long. When you have cultivated successfully in the future, you can come back on your own and sever your ties with the world."