The woman from the Qin Sect had a cold face and a icy tone. As soon as she opened it, she tore open the scars of the Minglong clan, which enraged Minglong Wushang.
However, before he could speak, the Qin Sect woman looked at Long Chen and Bai Yingxue, a mocking expression appearing at the corner of her mouth:
"Traitors are present, yet we can still coexist peacefully. The Dragon Clan has completely declined, no longer the Dragon Clan of the Past."
Hearing this from the Qin Sect woman, Long Chen frowned. What exactly did this woman mean? After harming the Nether Dragon clan, she came to demote the White Dragon clan.
The woman looked around, her eyes full of contempt. She shook her head and said, "The Brahma Heaven Pill Valley once said that when the Heavenly Fire Demon Domain opens, prodigies gather, and there must be learned and talented people who can discuss music and Dao with our Qin Sect. But now it seems they are nothing but a rabble, and you have no right to listen to me play the zither and music!" The
woman snorted coldly and turned to leave. Liao Yuhuang and the others had already taken their seats, waiting to play the zither together, but unexpectedly, the woman simply stopped acting.
"Senior Sister Keqing, we made an agreement with Dan Valley!" Seeing the woman about to leave, Liao Yuhuang hurriedly whispered.
"No need for your reminder. Qin music is a refined path. Playing with a motley crowd is like playing the zither before a cow—what's the point?" The woman snorted coldly.
After speaking, the woman flicked her sleeve and left with a cold face, leaving the powerful figures present baffled and confused, leaving everyone stunned.
"I don't know if his skills are high, but his temper is really something!" Long Chen watched the woman's departing figure and couldn't help but shake his head.
Liao Yuhuang and the others looked embarrassed. Originally, the Qin Sect had agreed with Brahma Pill Valley to hold three performances here. The Qin Sect could take this opportunity to discuss the Sound Wheel Dao with masters from across the world. For them, this was an extremely rare chance.
But unexpectedly, Qin Keqing, the top qin master of the Qin Sect, had just arrived, glanced at her, and then stormed off, leaving everyone in an awkward spot.
"What the hell is going on?" Play if you want, no one is forcing you to play, just curse people, so what? Did she just eat something? Finally, someone with a bad temper couldn't hold back and started cursing.
Qin Keqing is too arrogant. You look down on everyone, and you can stop acting, but calling it a rabble or playing music to a cow is basically cursing everyone.
Although the Qin Sect is famous throughout the land, among some non-human forces, they are not that famous. So, some people openly curse them.
Liao Yuhuang felt extremely embarrassed and quickly said, "I'm sorry everyone. Senior Sister Qin Keqing is in a bad mood today and offended you with some words. I apologize here to everyone. Also, we sisters will perform a piece together. We kindly ask for your guidance!" After
saying this, Liao Yuhuang bowed respectfully to everyone. Her demeanor was elegant, her tone humbling, and her voice as pleasant as silver bells. After she apologized, it was hard to get angry with her.
Besides, she wasn't the one cursing, so naturally no one blamed her. After exchanging glances with the women, Liao Yuhuang lightly pressed the strings of her zither with her jade-like hand, and the whole room instantly fell silent.
"Clang, clang ..."
Immediately after, twelve people plucked the strings with their jade hands simultaneously. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and the twelve notes rang out simultaneously, allowing only one sound to be heard, with overlapping awareness.
At that moment, all the powerful figures present were deeply moved. Although they didn't understand rhythm, they could feel the almost abnormal difficulty involved.
It was like twelve people speaking at the same time; no matter how neat they spoke, they could hear the overlapping sounds and never just one voice.
But they managed to do it. The twelve people's minds were intertwined, blending as one. If used in battle, this would be an extremely terrifying formation.
Although everyone was an outsider, they could see the subtlety behind it. Most importantly, twelve voices merged together, and the sound seemed to congege into one—one less would be a loss, one more would overflow.
That mellow sound of the zither is like fine rain falling on mountains and rivers—soft and moist, like the bright moon hanging high, illuminating the world. Its light is soft and gentle, illuminating the world but not as fierce and domineering as the sun.
As the music began, the entire square instantly fell silent. The music of the zither echoed throughout the world, and not a single sound remained. Even those who had just arrived stopped in their tracks, afraid their voices would ruin the beautiful music.
The music starts out gentle, then grows louder, its momentum shifting from gentle to majestic, like a fledgling spreading its wings, like a peony about to bloom. At this moment, the music grows deep again.
Power accumulates in the deep depths, then erupts with a thunderous roar. The rhythm of the zither grows faster and stronger. At that moment, it is as if an eagle soars into the sky, flowers bloom, the sun rises, and people's blood is instantly ignited by the music.
Suddenly, the music stopped, but in people's ears and minds, the lingering notes lingered for a long time. There was no sound in the venue, and people remained immersed in the shock brought by the music.
When people looked at the women of the Qin Sect, some admired her, some admired her, some respected her, and some showed a trace of fear in their eyes.
Because some people deliberately use willpower to resist the interference of the zither music on their soul's fluctuations, but they find it impossible to do so. A few notes draw them into the music, and endless images appear in their minds.
If it were during battle, the sound of the zither would affect your concentration, greatly reducing your combat power. However, that's not the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying thing was that since the sound of this zither could influence a person's soul, it could also control their soul. This was the most terrifying thing.
When the performance ended, Liao Yuhuang and the others put away their instruments and bowed to everyone. The others drifted away, but only Liao Yuhuang came before Long Chen, bowed to her alone, and said, "
I have remembered your favor today. I hope that if I have the chance, I can hear your guidance alone."
Liao Yuhuang's actions immediately drew the attention of countless people toward Long Chen, while the powerful members of the Nether Dragon clan wore expressions of jealousy.
After the performance, people amazed Liao Yuhuang and the others, even taking Qin Keqing's previous rudeness with them as natural. Their skills were truly inferior.
Yet Liao Yuhuang was so polite to Long Chen, which instantly made countless people feel dissatisfied, even casting unfriendly glances at Long Chen.
Long Chen smiled slightly and said, "Miss, you're too kind. Your name contains the five tones and twelve musical modes, and your magnanimity truly deserves such a name." However,
after Long Chen finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself, but it was too late to regret it. Liao Yuhuang was also shocked. She stared at Long Chen with her big eyes, and Long Chen thought to himself that things were bad. He quickly said, "
My female confidante has a friend named Gong Rui, and it carries the same meaning as your Yuhuang."
Only then did Liao Yuhuang recover from her shock. She smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence. You're the second person to compliment my name." "
Oh?" Did anyone say this before me? I'd like to see for myself. Long Chen put on a look of great interest.
"Sorry, I can't say his name. My little sister has something to do, so I'll have to excuse myself first." Liao Yuhuang bowed to Long Chen once more before leaving.
At this moment, Long Chen was sweating all over his back. Damn, why is his mouth so annoying? He almost gave himself away. Long Chen was so angry he wanted to slap himself—he really had no rules.
Bai Yingxue, standing beside Long Chen, looked at him with eyes full of admiration. She hadn't expected that even the Qin Sect experts would be deeply impressed by Long Chen—Long Chen was truly erudite.
"What are you doing?"
At that moment, a woman's angry shout came from behind Long Chen. He turned his head and immediately clenched his fist so tightly it creaked.