Chapter 41: Gathering Wishes Sacrifice (2)_2

The dance was exceedingly slow, entirely different from the fast-paced dances he usually encountered. The folding fan gently revolved, colorful ribbons flowed through the dancer's hands, fifteen bells on the Divine Entertainment Bell chimed crisply; each motion was as slow as drifting clouds, with a timely pause between each move as if to let the audience see every detail clearly. Paired with the monotonous accompaniment, it truly was a dance offered to the deities. Who among modern people would bother squeezing in to watch such a dull dance?

And indeed, the audience here was all gods. They stood beneath the stage, flew in the sky, watching intently, oblivious to time, energy, or aesthetic considerations—those mundane concerns—simply enjoying the dance offered to them.