Hundred Charm Demoness
It was a melody completely different in style and singing from that of the Huaxia Empire, but undeniably beautiful. It was unlike the highbrow and unpopular tunes of the time; it was simple, melodious, and deeply moving. Even the most ignorant and spoiled young masters could immediately understand its meaning. Gradually, in their minds, they began to picture a white fox, a thousand-year-old cultivator tormented by love.
"White Fox! "Shi Xiaotian was also utterly shocked. How could this popular tune in the Cultivation World have ended up in the mortal world's Wan Myriad Flower Pavilion)? And the composer of this tune was right beside him. The two exchanged a glance, their previous interest in admiring the beautiful woman completely gone. Looking back at the courtesan, though they couldn't be sure, they felt that she was intentionally or unintentionally sizing them up. This courtesan was probably no ordinary person!
The surrounding nobles and dignitaries, who had previously been captivated by the courtesan's beauty, were now completely enthralled by her singing. Even after the song ended, they remained mesmerized, their initial amazement turning into enthusiastic applause. They all felt their trip had been worthwhile, and piles of gold and silver ingots were showered upon her. The courtesan, however, seemed unmoved by the praise and gifts bestowed upon her.
Yue Qianchou and Shi Xiaotian had no more desire to stay and turned to leave quietly. Suddenly, a charming voice transmitted into Yue Qianchou's ears. "I never thought that the outcast of Fu Xian Island, who the entire Cultivation Alliance was hunting down everywhere, would actually get involved with the Marquis General's Mansion."
Yue Qianchou stopped in his tracks and turned sharply to look at the courtesan downstairs. Who else could be the one who could sing "White Fox" and transmit her voice? The other party could actually transmit her voice, which clearly meant that she had already reached the Tribulation Transcendence stage or above. No wonder he hadn't been able to tell who this person was.
Unfortunately, his cultivation level wasn't high enough to transmit his voice, so he couldn't very well question him in public! He could only give him a questioning, murderous look. Seeing his reaction, Shi Xiaotian stopped, wondering what he was up to.
"Oh! The third son of the Pillar State General actually has the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, hehe! The greatest hermit lives in the city, Yue Qianchou, you really found a good hiding place." Yue Qianchou heard the courtesan's laughter again.
"Don't look at me like that. Want to know who I am? Then come to the highest mountain in the western suburbs of the capital. Hurry up! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that the Cultivation Alliance won't find out about your relationship with the Marquis General's Mansion, hehe!" After the courtesan finished her telepathic laughter, she picked up her zither and quietly walked back amidst the cries of the crowd, leaving behind only a graceful and alluring back view.
Many people were dismayed and asked around, "Why did the courtesan leave after only singing one song?" No one could answer. Those who wanted to use force were also restrained. The Myriad Flower Pavilion was able to establish itself in the Huaxia Empire because it naturally had a powerful background or strength to rely on. It was not something that could be provoked at will.
Yue Qianchou squinted as he watched the courtesan leave, then whispered in Shi Xiaotian's ear, "I have something to do, I'm going out for a bit. You can play by yourself!" With that, he quietly slipped away. Shi Xiaotian looked at the departing courtesan, then at the departing Yue Qianchou, and sat down thoughtfully.
After leaving the Myriad Flower Pavilion, Yue Qianchou found a deserted alley, conjured a flying sword out of thin air, and sped off towards the western suburbs. The people of the capital, shrouded in darkness, naturally couldn't see it; even if they caught a glimpse of a streak of light, they would mistake it for the flickering lights.
The highest mountain in the western suburbs is steep and rugged, likely a place rarely visited by humans. Insects chirped contentedly on the mountain, and silvery moonlight bathed the summit. The mountaintop was relatively flat, with exposed rocks, and the mountain breeze rustled the shadows of several old pines in the moonlight. Yue Qianchou landed on his sword, the longsword tumbling into his hand. He cautiously surveyed his surroundings, confident that even if his opponent was a master at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage Realm, he could escape.
The place wasn't large, and under the moonlight, everything was clearly visible; the other party hadn't arrived yet. The terrain below the mountain was treacherous, and the deep forest gave it a somewhat eerie and abrupt feel. Yue Qianchou gazed at the dimly lit capital city, standing atop the mountain against the mountain wind, his long sword in hand, leaning on the ground, quietly awaiting the arrival of the courtesan from the Myriad Flower Pavilion.
"Ting-dong..." The sound of a zither suddenly rose from behind. Yue Qianchou was startled and turned around abruptly, his gaze falling on the old pine trees. A woman dressed in red gauze sat cross-legged atop a tree, playing the zither; who else could it be but the courtesan?
"Damn it! Trying to look cool and scare me, sitting on that shirt dressed so scantily, aren't you afraid of poking your butt?" Yue Qianchou said in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you? Why did you invite me here? And how do you know me?"
The courtesan did not answer, but instead played her zither and sang softly. "Yesterday was like the flowing water of the east, gone from me and cannot be held back; today it troubles my heart, so many worries..."
"Did you call me here just to listen to you play music and sing?" Yue Qianchou pointed his sword at me.
The courtesan was completely absorbed in her own singing, as if she were deeply engrossed in it. Only after the song was finished did she spread her fingers and press them on the strings, silencing the lingering sound. She sighed softly, "Yue Qianchou, I heard that the song I played and sang today was composed by you?"
"You're insane!" Yue Qianchou said in a deep voice, "So what if I did it? So what if I didn't?"
"Not so great." The courtesan on the treetop flashed and appeared beside Yue Qianchou in the moonlight with several phantoms. Yue Qianchou was startled and jumped back. With a "whoosh," nearly a hundred flying swords suddenly appeared and protected him from all sides.
The courtesan holding the zither paused, not understanding how Yue Qianchou had suddenly produced so many flying swords, nor did she see him carrying Storage Bag. She chuckled, "Why are you so nervous? You do have some skill, no wonder you were able to kill the Qingguang Sect's leader. I'm a little curious, how could Hao Wuwei, with his half-baked skills, teach a disciple like you? Right, perhaps you learned it on Fu Xian Island. But Hao Wuwei can't play the zither or sing!"
"What good or bad is irrelevant. I don't know you. Who are you? Why did you ask me to come here?" Yue Qianchou said in a deep voice.
"You don't know Hao Wuwei? Oh! Hehe, I see, you know Hao Sansi from the Qingguang Sect! Isn't he your master?" the courtesan laughed.
"What business is it of yours whether I am your master or not?"
The courtesan laughed and said, "I heard that you offended the Qingguang Sect Master because of your master's murder, and that's why you joined Fu Xian Island. Hmm! You beat up the Qingguang Sect Master leader's grandson in Hundred Flower Valley, and then you beat up the Daluo Sect Master's son on Hat Island. Later, you even killed Liu Changqing and his grandson. It seems you've always held a grudge about your master Hao Sansi's murder! Alas! I didn't expect Hao Sansi to have such a good disciple, who has always been determined to avenge his master."
"It's only right for a disciple to avenge his master. There's no need for you to flatter him. Hmm! I've always found this strange. You didn't invite me here just to have a heart-to-heart talk, did you?" Yue Qianchou sneered.
"It's only natural? Hehe! Hao Sansi finally did something right in his life, so his death wasn't entirely unjust!" The courtesan chuckled again, her laughter shaking her body. Suqin, whom she was holding, stood on the ground, raised an arm to remove the light veil that was tied to her hairpin and covering her face, revealing a beautiful face that smiled charmingly at Yue Qianchou.
"How familiar!" Yue Qianchou was stunned. He searched his memory and suddenly remembered someone. He couldn't help but exclaim, "You are the Hundred Charm Demoness of the 'Illusion Demon Palace'?"
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