Gentle, resonant singing drifted through the door, landing softly in their ears.
Chen Yi's expression remained unchanged.
Yin Weiyin tilted his head slightly and said softly:
"This Si Fan is sung quite beautifully."
"I suppose once she ascends the mountain, she won't sing it anymore."
"If she forgets her true heart, of course, she won't sing anymore," Yin Weiyin shook his head and said. "But if she's truly such a person, she's destined to remain an outer sect disciple for life."
Chen Yi chuckled and said: "Si Fan sings of a nun stirred by spring desires. Do you recall saying, 'True Immortals in heaven all speak the sacred language'? If one does not forget their heart, how could they possibly achieve enlightenment?"
Yin Weiyin, however, replied indifferently: "On Taihua Mountain, we practice the golden boy and jade girl method. A Taoist nun stirred by spring desires—is there truly harm in such things?"
Chen Yi listened and teased: "And you've been stirred by spring desires?"
