Chapter 242: Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, The Nearly Conquered Qian Renxue!_1

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In Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua, brother and sister Xue Ke, and the noble youngsters were all wide-eyed with shock.

They watched incredulously as Luo Yu played the qin in the center of the hall.

Although they did not recognize Luo Yu, they recognized the instrument.

Everyone present was a connoisseur in this field and had naturally gone to Qinge to try their hand at this ancient qin.

However, they had all returned defeated and disheartened.

Besides Tang Yuehua, who had the ability to pluck the strings seven times, most people could only manage to pluck them twice.

They were well aware of the Demon Qin's capricious nature. Ordinary people would struggle even to pluck its strings, let alone play a piece of music on it—it seemed utterly impossible.

"How... How did he get his hands on this Demon Qin?"

"Who is this guy?"

"He's not planning to play a piece of music with this qin, is he?"

Voices of astonishment and uncertainty rose one after another, their eyes fixed intently on Luo Yu.

Xue Ke's delicate cherry lips parted slightly as she repeatedly tugged on the corner of Xue Qinghe's clothes.

"Brother, could this guy be the master who played in Qinge?"

Xue Qinghe surveyed Luo Yu from head to toe, frowning.

"No offense, but logically speaking, how could someone so young achieve that level of mastery?"

Xue Ke hesitated, "Then how is it possible for him to have the qin?"

"Maybe we're mistaken; perhaps it's not that qin." Xue Qinghe tried to find a reason.

"There's no mistake, that's the qin from Qinge," Tang Yuehua asserted with certainty.

She had always harbored the ambition to challenge that qin, hoping to one day play a complete piece on it, so she could not possibly be mistaken.

Getting confirmation from Tang Yuehua left everyone filled with doubt.

Could it be that the Nameless Master who stirred up the city was this young man?

It wasn't that they didn't want to believe it, but they simply couldn't.

Because Luo Yu was just too young.

A person's time and energy are limited; it was hard to imagine that this guy, who had just shown remarkable fighting prowess, could also be so deeply learned in the arts.

It seemed that Soul Land had never seen such a talented individual in both literature and martial arts.

The attendees couldn't help but voice their opinions amid their astonishment.

As the qin's notes rang out one after another, everyone instantly fell silent, all eyes fixated on Luo Yu.

To everyone's amazement, this guy could truly pluck the strings at will!

What kind of musical attainment was needed to accomplish this?

Tang Yuehua's eyes were complex as she wondered if the master who had played in Qinge could really be him.

Just wait and see, she told herself, trying to calm the excitement in her heart as she watched Luo Yu's performance.

Under the gaze of the whole room, Luo Yu was composed and serene.

His brilliant black eyes were focused intently, seeing nothing but the Seven-stringed Jade Phoenix Zither before him.

His spirit concentrated, entering a state of oneness with the instrument, exuding an extraordinary air unlike any other.

As the qin's music began, its deep and gentle tones meandered gracefully, each note seemingly infused with distinct emotions, spinning a tale of love.

Luo Yu's engrossed performance drew the attention of the young ladies in golden gowns.

Covering their lips, they contained their voices, their beautiful eyes sparkling with interest. A focused man always exudes a different charm, lethal to women.

However, Tang Yuehua and the siblings Xue Ke and Xue Qinghe were not paying attention to this; they were captivated by Luo Yu's music.

Although it was just the introduction, they could clearly hear the mysterious nuances contained within.

This was no ordinary piece!

Those who knew the qin and could appreciate its quality had already made their judgment in their hearts. They watched Luo Yu even more intently, wishing they could perk up their ears to not miss a single note.

Luo Yu's fingers danced quickly over the strings as if they were spirited away, and the rhythm grew increasingly strong.

The seven strings vibrated, emitting a strange glow, and the crisp sound of the qin reverberated within the hall.

The qin seemed like a Divine Artifact awakening, as the phoenix patterns on it came to life.

The eyes of the spectators widened because the scene before them exceeded their expectations.

They never imagined that the Demon Qin, which showed no reaction and seemed lifeless in their hands, could exhibit such magical changes in Luo Yu's hands—it was truly astonishing.

Even Tang Yuehua was so shocked she could not speak, as she had never anticipated the qin producing such transformations.

Xue Qinghe remained silent, but internally, a storm was stirring within him.

With his knowledge, he could instantly perceive that this was no ordinary object of the mortal realm.

This was a Divine Zither, a real Divine Artifact.

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Was it this fellow who awakened the divine light of this ancient zither?

Xue Qinghe felt it was necessary to properly understand the man before him, a commoner would definitely not have the ability to stimulate a Divine Artifact, this person was certainly extraordinary.

At this moment, everyone in the hall had been shocked beyond measure.

But for Luo Yu, this was just an appetizer, and the real performance had only just begun.

After the prelude.

His fingers never paused, the notes of the zither melodious, everyone was unconsciously drawn to the music.

Luo Yu slowly lifted his head, his gaze becoming melancholic and profound.

Looking in the direction of Tang Yuehua and Xue Ke, the siblings.

His throat moved subtly, his magnetic and elegant voice vibrating forth.

"There is a beauty, unforgettable when seen."

"A day without her is like madness in thought."

"The phoenix flies soaring high, across the four seas in search of its mate."

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Luo Yu's magnetic voice and the sound of the zither blended perfectly together, complementing each other.

They vibrated every eardrum, resonating deep within their hearts.

The music gradually reached its climax.

Resembling grievance and yearning, like weeping and imploring, unceasing like a thread.

Accompanied by Luo Yu's touching singing, everyone's gaze changed.

Even though Luo Yu had not finished performing, they had already been conquered by him.

Where did this immortal come from? Not only could he play the zither but also sing, achieving such a degree was truly unprecedented on Soul Land, and there might never be anyone like him in the future.

Tang Yuehua and most people didn't even have time to be shocked, as they were completely drawn into another world by Luo Yu's music and singing, a world filled with longing, full of pure and sincere human emotions.

In the hall, only Luo Yu was playing, while the others stood rooted to the spot, deeply attracted by the melody.

"Phoenix oh phoenix, return to your homeland, wandering the four seas searching for your mate."

"Both wings rise for a lofty flight, blissfully unaware of my thoughts that bring me sorrow."

The zither music drew to a close, the piece ending.

It seemed as if echoes were lingering around the hall, creating waves of resonance.

For a time, no one moved, as if savoring the aftertones of the music.

A long while later, people came back to their senses.

They found that tears had unknowingly appeared at the corners of their eyes.

Internally they were shocked to the extreme, this piece of music actually contained emotions that could directly touch the soul.

They stared with wide eyes at Luo Yu in the hall, who was calmly putting away his zither.

A deathly silence, not a word could be spoken.

It wasn't that they didn't want to speak, but they didn't know what to say.

If a single 'damn' could express all shock, but now they couldn't even utter that word, because the impact Luo Yu delivered was too intense.

Xue Ke's beautiful eyes sparkled with continual brilliance, utterly captivated by Luo Yu.

This was a master.

No, calling him just a master wasn't fitting enough.

To play such a piece, he deserved to be called the master of music.

Qian Renxue was emotionally stirred, her feelings complex.

She was proud because she was a God Level Martial Soul Owner, Innate Level Twenty, with Soul Sage cultivation at a young age, considering herself unmatched in Soul Land.

Her scheming was peerless, having hidden within the Tiandou Empire for years undetected.

However, at this moment, looking at the young Luo Yu, the proud her felt admiration within her heart.

Perhaps his strength was not as great as mine, but in the realm of playing the zither, he was a man standing at the pinnacle.

Tang Yuehua's emotions were clearly amiss at this time.

Because she understood the connotation hidden within this piece.

Her petite body, wrapped in silver palace attire, trembled slightly, seeming to forcefully restrain a certain emotion.

Her gaze held a different kind of feeling, as she softly inquired:

"That piece just now, does it have a name?"

Luo Yu put away his zither and stood up, his gaze like still water.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix."