When she returned to her room, she was a little stunned to see two identical sets of clothes on the table. She thought her father had made a mistake and put her older sister's clothes there as well.

But upon closer inspection, she noticed that the clothes were all the same length, only the styles were different, and she realized how thoughtful her father was.

She loves wearing fitted outfits, so I prepared fitted outfits for her; but if she wants to try dresses, I also prepare those.

The choice is hers.

She, who never liked dresses, picked one up by some strange impulse, her mind filled with the beautiful image of her older sister.

Should she give it a try?

She doesn't let others interfere with her thoughts; she's just curious whether she'll look out of place in a dress, or if she'll resemble her older sister more.

Song Tingwan pulled her along and laughed, "As expected of my Ayao, she looks good in anything."

As she spoke, she took out the photo-recording stone, held it up, spun around in front of everyone, and then captured her own image from a distance.

"Master, what are you doing?" Baili Xijiang lowered his head and shook his gorgeous clothes. Although he was puzzled, he still grinned foolishly at the image-remembering stone.

"Let's leave behind our beautiful and handsome images," Song Tingwan said with a smile.

My sister doesn't get many opportunities to wear dresses, so we had to take a picture since it's a rare sight.

It's a pity there are no cell phones in the cultivation world; I really wanted to take a picture.

After taking photos, the group walked side by side toward the altar.

Looking as beautiful as a flower fairy today, Qin Xi approached the two sisters and said, "Beautiful fairies, let's go together!"

"Hey, we want some too!" Baili Xijiang chuckled and pulled Aji to squeeze in next to them.

Song Tingwan held A Yao's hand and laughed. Song Siyao raised an eyebrow and said, "Fortunately, the road to Yunyin is not narrow."

"Hahaha--"

The five of them joked and laughed all the way to the altar.

The guards on both sides, clad in armor, stood solemnly.

The altar was decorated in a solemn and elegant manner.

The younger generation, not yet a hundred years old, stood at the front. Song Tingwan and Song Siyao were surrounded and moved to the very front, and Baili Xijiang and others also benefited from their presence, standing only in the row behind Song Tingqi, the clan elder's grandson.

After they stood still, the Cloud-Hidden Bell rang.

Song Chaoxuan and Song Hexi stood on the high altar.

Song Tingwan and Song Siyao's eyes lit up.

Today, my father looked exceptionally otherworldly. His sacrificial robe was predominantly black and white, with three layers of wide sleeves. His long hair was tied up, and he appeared as aloof and ethereal as a banished immortal.

Qin Xi stood behind with a tense face. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would definitely have been excitedly shouting. What Six Realms Beauty Ranking? What are those people on the list? If they're so capable, let them come and take a walk in Yunyin.

Wan'er's family could easily occupy one of the top three spots.

Song Hexi, with a solemn face, spoke arrogantly in a loud voice:

"Yunyin was favored by Heaven and was born with immortal bones and continuous opportunities. The clan held a hundred-year sacrifice to thank Heaven for its grace and to warn everyone to be righteous and not to do evil."

"Born with divine favor, how can I fail to repay the grace of the gods?"

"The altar is opened; please, High Priest, lead the congregation in giving thanks to Heaven—"

Song Hexi slowly left the high platform.

At his command, an invisible door opened to the sky atop the altar.

Song Chaoxuan, holding a rainbow-colored blue feather staff, smiled as he ascended the steps.

"Since the clan leader has spoken, let's begin."

"The Cloud Hidden Clan thanks Heaven for its grace."

The slender, almost otherworldly man pointed his cane to the sky, looked at the Cloud Hidden people with a kind expression, and said in a loud voice.

Behind them, the Yunyin clan members all made a gesture to kneel down, but Baili Xijiang and the other two remained bewildered and obedient, not daring to move.

Also in the group are Song Tingwan and Song Siyao, who are in charge.

One stood gracefully with a calm, somewhat aloof expression, while the other stood upright with unwavering resolve.

Seeing this, Song Tingqi and Song Miqiu, who were behind them, hurriedly tugged at their skirts.

Song Tingwan remained unmoved.

It's good enough that they don't curse Him.

Why are you kneeling?

Song Siyao followed closely behind her older sister, remaining still as long as her sister did not move.

But apart from that, she looked up at the sky and had a gut feeling that the heavens were telling her she didn't need to kneel.

Song Chaoxuan looked at his two daughters and smiled, "Rise—"

"Heaven is the witness, proving the heart of the Way."

Having said that, the staff emitted a brilliant rainbow light, and blue feathers fluttered down.

It lingered around the people of the tribe.

Most of them are gentle and approachable.

Only a very few were burned after being touched by Lan Yu.

Song Hexi's eyes turned cold, and he gave a signal to the guards on both sides.

Then, the few tribesmen who had been burned were taken away in a panic.

Only after he disappeared from sight did Song Chaoxuan relax and continue, "Finally, the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven—"

Several older seniors stepped forward.

They formed an array, using rainbow light as their bond, and offered their own merits to the heavens.

Song Tingwan frowned slightly and focused her mind to summon her divine sense.

Under the scrutiny of divine sense, it was discovered that although the elders were transmitting spiritual energy, they did not harm themselves.

The rainbow light was still held by several elders. Song Chaoxuan explained to the younger generation, "Every time the clan holds a festival, the clan will select several people with great merits, who will use part of their own merits as offerings to repay the heavenly grace."

"Only a portion is needed, without harming themselves. After the sacrifice to Heaven, these individuals will enjoy good fortune for hundreds of years."

Therefore, every hundred years, many senior figures like to go out and earn merit, just to compete for the position of offering merit at the Heaven-worshiping ceremony.

The temptation of good luck is too great.

Song Tingwan was relieved to hear this.

Fortunately, Heaven is quite lenient.

The light of merit, guided by a rainbow, slowly connects heaven and earth. As the golden light descends upon the summit, the radiance shines brightly, and golden clouds gather at the top.

A sudden downpour of rain.

"Wow--"

The joyful tribespeople excitedly twirled around in the rain.

The little creatures looked around and then rushed out to frolic in the rain.

Xiao Ao also joined a bunch of little tigers in getting soaked in the rain.

The golden light around Song Chaoxuan blocked the rain from falling from the sky. He smiled and bowed his head in the rain.

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