Transcribed from a scroll someone definitely shouldn’t have enchanted with echo magic....
For one night only, the tea hall had transformed.
Instead of incense, glowing microphone stands hummed softly.
A projection scroll hovered overhead, flashing:
“Sorrow & Spirit: A Talent Night for the Cultivationally Wounded.”
ZhenZen was live-commenting.
— First up: the girl who woke up inside a painting and never got her jeans back!
?? “Brushstrokes and betrayal, I tripped into fate—
Now I sip qi like soup from a hand-painted plate…”
— Next! — shout the general's ghost, already marching onstage.
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He bowed.
Produced a bamboo slip.
And began... rhythmically declaiming military poetry.
??? “I bled in three campaigns, I saw the sky break twice—
Now I haunt a professor who can’t pronounce ‘rice.’”
The crowd gave a standing ovation.
The fangirl who body-swapped with her favorite author did a freestyle rap about editorial deadlines.
The dandelion boy wept melodically over three blades of grass.
The mediator sighed in the corner.
— I said I’d maintain peace.
Not pitch.
ZhenZen murmured:
— 10/10… too much trauma. Would duet again.
***
?? The winner?
A background disciple who simply said:
— I forgot my lyrics. But I showed up.
That night, no one fought.
They just sang.
?? MirrorFeed Reactions: #SectIdolNight
@PeachOfPeace
THE GENERAL’S GHOST RAPPED IN HEXAMETER
I ASCENDED TWICE
@CultivatorInCrocs
the dandelion boy is the soul of this realm
give him a mixtape and a hug
@FanserviceSect
did anyone else cry when the author-fangirl rhymed “rewrite” with “midnight rewrite round five”?
@CloudedCultivator
the mediator looked so done he almost evaporated
@ZhenZen
They asked me to judge.
I refused.
Then rated everyone anyway.
12/10 for emotional damage.
@BrushstrokeBabe
we NEED a live album. call it “Backstories Unleashed”
@SectOfSalt
this was better than that time someone dueled a goose mid-tribulation
***
? Bonus scroll footer:
Tickets for next year’s Sect’s Got Talent will be available as soon as the spirit piano stops levitating.
Please bring your own tea.