Du You East City, within Summer Insect Pavilion.
Above the right shoulder of Lingfei, whose black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
A Purple Sword was hanging upside down.
It remained utterly still.
The hazy, smoky purple light highlighted her beautiful side profile.
The divine radiance on her body, along with some faint remnants, was slowly dissipating into light particles, vanishing into nothingness.
For a moment, this scene seemed dreamlike and stunningly beautiful.
The hall was completely silent.
A delicate, crystalline Handleless Small Sword, carrying the sword spirit and spiritual essence of Qingmei, was currently circling around the Purple Sword, which temporarily served as the vessel for 'purity', rotating at varying speeds.
Qingmei appeared to be... quietly observing its little friend.
Just like everyone else in the hall, who were all silent.
