Douluo's Rules

Tang Yuehua's hands were like genuine jade, fair and slender, as though they were truly the Creator's masterpiece.

At that moment, those perfect jade hands gently plucked the strings. Clear, pleasant notes drifted forth, ethereal and melodious.

Su Xuan's expression turned grave. This technique had surpassed the master level. By a stroke of fate, with the aid of High Mountains Flowing Water, Tang Yuehua had actually broken through the bottleneck that had long held her at the master level.

This was a performance technique that was nearly transcendent.

Su Xuan quietly watched Tang Yuehua. He had actually suspected as much, and this happened to be an excellent opportunity. Though it had not been deliberately arranged, such a fortuitous coincidence made for a great observational experiment. After all, fate was an unpredictable thing.

Tang Yuehua's performance skills had already been nearly at the master level, not to mention that this time, she had surpassed her former self and successfully stepped from the threshold of transcendence into the true realm. There was no need to elaborate on the quality of the music she played.

A sudden inspiration struck Su Xuan, and he looked out the window. Signs of an unusual phenomenon had already begun to appear in the skies above Moonlight Pavilion. White clouds gradually gathered, their color beginning to shift toward gold.

Su Xuan clicked his tongue in amazement. Were transcendent-level performance skills really this powerful? This phenomenon even possessed one-third of the majesty from when he had once used the Golden Dragon King bloodline to summon the Old Dragon God...

Su Xuan was definitely not underestimating Tang Yuehua. What kind of being was the Old Dragon God? The primordial Divine Dragon of Douluo Continent, a true peak deity and king of soul beasts. Even if only a remnant shadow of his revival appeared, it would be utterly shocking. Yet in Su Xuan's assessment, the phenomenon caused by Tang Yuehua could actually be compared to it. This showed just how astonishing the phenomenon she had triggered was.

Tang Yuehua, however, remained wholly immersed in her performance, having completely forgotten the outside world. Her entire focus rested only on the guqin before her and the sheet music filled with exquisite melodies.

Su Xuan's gaze froze slightly. What the hell is going on with this phenomenon? It's getting bigger and bigger.

Outside the window, golden auspicious clouds had already begun to take shape. Holy golden angels stood atop those clouds, playing beautiful music as though accompanying Tang Yuehua's performance.

Tang Yuehua's expression had begun to show strain. She had entered a wondrous state, unaware of the outside world as she devoted all her focus to playing. This state could greatly amplify the effect of her performance.

However, it also consumed far more mental energy than an ordinary performance. Su Xuan's heart sank. Tang Yuehua was no powerful soul master, with an exceptionally strong physique, immense Spiritual Power, and abundant resilience. She was an ordinary person who was not even a soul master!

Su Xuan sensed that something was wrong. Forgetting all that damned performance etiquette, he quickly stepped in front of Tang Yuehua and checked her breathing. It was still there, and not particularly weak. Su Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he still could not let down his guard. After all, High Mountains Flowing Water still had the latter half yet to begin!

Su Xuan stood ready, for this was the key to Tang Yuehua's guqin skills ascending to transcendence. At the same time, it meant that some of his prior ideas and guesses absolutely could not be wrong...

An ethereal immortal realm filled with misty celestial energy.

A small lake so clear that its bottom could be seen.

Tang Yuehua sat at the center of the lake. Strangely, she seemed to be floating upon it, seated in the middle of the water without any support or foundation.

Before Tang Yuehua stood a guqin, its seven strings made from dragon tendons and its body fashioned from ten-thousand-year Lightning Strike Wood. It was a supreme guqin.

This was the fine guqin Tang Yuehua had dreamed of. She had only learned information about it from certain archaeological notes Su Xuan had given her. Yet in this misty immortal realm, she was its master and could freely create anything she imagined. Even this guqin, comparable to a divine artifact, was no problem at all.

However, Tang Yuehua's face had already turned somewhat pale. Maintaining this immortal realm was an immense burden for her. It would be burdensome even for a Soul Sage or a Titled Douluo, let alone her, an ordinary person!

The only reason Tang Yuehua had been able to hold on for so long was because she had consumed so many precious heavenly treasures. The dormant medicinal effects within her were now being stimulated and converted into energy to sustain this immortal realm.

But although she had persisted for a long time, High Mountains Flowing Water was still one-quarter from its end!

And the crucial medicinal power was already beginning to run dry!

Tang Yuehua actually knew this, for this was her domain. Yet she did not want to stop. Somewhere deep inside, she felt that this was a critical turning point in her destiny, one she absolutely could not casually give up.

Besides, Su Xuan was outside. Tang Yuehua held a blind trust in that white-clad youth. She firmly believed that as long as Su Xuan was outside, nothing would happen to her. Moreover, she had been able to endure until now largely thanks to the Seven-Colored Exquisite Fruit Su Xuan had given her. It had supplied at least two-thirds of the medicinal power...

But even that immense medicinal power had finally run dry. What now sustained the burning of her domain had become Tang Yuehua's life force...

"Pant, pant, pant..."

Su Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. This really was exhausting. Although he had not done this in a long time, it was only natural that his technique had not improved at all. Still, at least it had not deteriorated, which was some consolation...

Su Xuan glanced out the window. All the phenomena had been concealed. This was the Sky Concealing Array, designed specifically for lying low.

Put simply, it concealed one's aura. After all, this was Heaven Dou City. If such an obvious phenomenon appeared, it would definitely become news by tomorrow morning.

Su Xuan looked at Tang Yuehua, whose face was beginning to turn pale, and smiled.

"Hehe, Spirit Gathering Array, rise."

A layer of pale green array formation rose beneath Tang Yuehua's feet. It was an array Su Xuan had specially created himself, designed to gather vitality and supply it to whoever stood at the center of the array. Using it here was perfect.

Su Xuan rested his chin on his hand as he watched Tang Yuehua's complexion gradually become rosy and healthy. The heart he had been holding in suspense finally settled. All that remained was to wait for this perfect performance to end.

Su Xuan was somewhat tired. Leaning against the wall, he crouched down and closed his eyes. Right now, the most wonderful thing was not the beauty, but the music played by the beauty. Su Xuan naturally understood that, so he directly gave up his sight to make his hearing sharper.

The lingering melody came to an end, smooth and natural without the slightest abruptness.

Su Xuan and Tang Yuehua opened their eyes at the same time, and their gazes met.