Tang Yuehua

Not to mention Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall. Every time I see her, I remember the scene of her killing my mother.

A determined light flickered in Bai Ying's eyes. He gently patted Xiao Wu's shoulder and said in a low, powerful voice, "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. As long as I can become a god, your mother will definitely be resurrected."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu raised her head. Her eyes, originally filled with sorrow, now held a glimmer of hope. She nodded gently and buried her head in Bai Ying's arms.

Moonlight flowed like water over the tranquil forest. Bai Ying and Xiao Wu sat side by side on a massive rock, both lost in thought.

Bai Ying sighed softly, breaking the silence. "Xiao Wu, if your mother comes back to life, will you still hate Bibi Dong?"

A complicated emotion flashed through Xiao Wu's eyes. She looked up at the night sky, where the bright stars seemed to be telling endless stories. After taking a deep breath, she slowly said, "I don't know, Bai Ying. But if my mother can really come back to life, I'll be incredibly happy. I never want to experience the pain of losing a loved one again."

At this, Xiao Wu's eyes reddened slightly. She lowered her head, seemingly trying hard to control her emotions. Bai Ying reached out and gently held her hand, offering silent support.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the dense leaves and spilled into the tranquil forest. Bai Ying awoke from his cultivation, and the system's voice suddenly rang in his ears: Congratulations, host. You have obtained max-level Etiquette Music.

Bai Ying frowned slightly, puzzled. What use is this? Am I supposed to discuss etiquette and perform music with other people? He shook his head and gave a bitter laugh. "System, can't you give me something useful? Like increasing my Soul Power, or perhaps a Spirit Bone?"

Bai Ying helplessly shook his head. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the new skill the system had given him, he knew complaining was useless. He stood up and stretched, feeling the Soul Power surging within him. His mood eased somewhat.

At this moment, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others also woke up one after another.

The group arrived at their new residence. Delicate wooden houses were scattered throughout the forest in an orderly fashion, surrounded by lush trees, birdsong, and fragrant flowers. Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others excitedly looked around, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"Should we go take a look at Moonlight Pavilion?" Ning Rongrong suggested.

Xue Ke nodded and agreed.

"Moonlight Pavilion? What kind of place is that?" Xiao Wu asked in confusion.

Xue Ke explained, "Moonlight Pavilion is the highest etiquette academy in the Heaven Dou Empire."

Bai Ying also said, "That sounds great. I wanted to take a look anyway. I heard there's an extremely noble and mysterious lady at Moonlight Pavilion."

The group stepped through the gates of Moonlight Pavilion, and a scene of prosperity immediately unfolded before their eyes. All kinds of people moved through the spacious hall. Every one of them was of noble status, dressed elegantly, and carried an innate grace and dignity in their every movement.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others were dazzled by the sight and could not help whispering among themselves. They had never seen so many nobles gathered in one place. Each person looked as though they had stepped out of a painting, beautiful enough to take one's breath away.

Princess Xue Ke was especially conspicuous among the crowd.

Following everyone, Bai Ying entered the depths of Moonlight Pavilion. A faint, elegant musical atmosphere washed over him. They arrived at a spacious, brightly lit music room filled with various instruments. Most eye-catching were the rows of neatly upright harps. Their elegant designs and gleaming strings seemed to tell stories from a thousand years ago.

Standing before a harp, Bai Ying felt an inexplicable impulse rise within him. He gently caressed the strings, feeling their delicate texture. With the system's assistance, he seemed able to see through the essence of music. Every note leaped and spun through his mind.

He slowly sat down and took a deep breath before gently plucking the strings. A beautiful melody rang out, like a clear spring flowing or a spring breeze brushing against the face. Everyone in the music room was drawn to the sudden harp music and turned to look at him in astonishment.

Bai Ying lightly flicked his fingers. The harp strings seemed to have been given life, leaping and trembling with his movements. The beautiful melody flowed out like a clear spring, yet beneath its gentleness lay a sharp, murderous edge.

As the notes rose and fell, Bai Ying seemed completely immersed in his own world. His gaze grew deep and keen, as though it could see through everything in the world. Every note was like an outpouring of his emotions, while the killing intent was a ferocious beast lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce at any moment.

The air around them seemed infected by the music, becoming heavy and oppressive. Everyone could clearly sense the killing intent radiating from the melody, as if countless sharp swords were flying through the air, ready to stab toward an enemy at any moment.

Xiao Wu watched Bai Ying, immersed in the music, her eyes filled with surprise and curiosity. She turned to Ning Rongrong and asked in confusion, "Rongrong, when did Brother learn to play the harp? How come I've never seen him play before?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head, equally bewildered. "I don't know either. But he seems pretty good at it."

At this moment, an elegant figure slowly appeared on the upper floor of Moonlight Pavilion. She wore a simple, elegant gown, its hem swaying gently with her steps like a blooming white lotus. Her bearing was noble yet gentle, and every step was calm and unhurried, as if the entire world were under her control.

The moment Princess Xue Ke saw her, excitement burst into her eyes. She hurried over and respectfully bowed. Her voice held a hint of excitement. "Teacher Yuehua!"

Tang Yuehua nodded slightly, her gentle gaze sweeping over everyone before finally stopping on Bai Ying. A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, as though she had not expected to encounter such an outstanding young man here. She soon returned to her calm expression, smiled, and nodded to everyone in greeting.

When the song ended, its lingering notes seemed to echo around the beams, and all of Moonlight Pavilion still appeared immersed in its stirring, surging melody. Bai Ying gently brushed the harp strings, satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He stood up, then turned and saw an elegant woman standing quietly not far away, gazing at him with a deep look in her eyes.

Bai Ying froze slightly before politely asking, "May I ask who you are?"

The woman did not answer immediately. Instead, she asked in return, "Why does this piece you played contain such intense killing intent?" Her voice was low and magnetic. Each word seemed carefully polished, filled with strength and resonance.

Bai Ying frowned slightly, somewhat surprised. He had not expected his music to be seen through so thoroughly by this woman. After taking a deep breath, he said solemnly, "This piece is called 'Ambush from Ten Sides.' I composed it based on a breathtaking battle. The killing intent in the piece is precisely my deep memory and experience of that battle."

Tang Yuehua murmured softly, "Ambush from Ten Sides." The four words seemed to come alive on her lips, flowing with a distant and profound rhythm. A faint appreciation showed in her eyes. Clearly, the piece had moved her.

Seeing this, Bai Ying's heart stirred. He knew his performance had won this noble woman's approval. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and performed a standard noble bow to Tang Yuehua. His movements were graceful and composed, every detail executed perfectly, as if he had been born a nobleman.

Tang Yuehua watched Bai Ying bow, surprise flashing through her eyes. She had seen countless noble youths, but there were not many who could bow as flawlessly as Bai Ying while possessing such an outstanding bearing. She nodded slightly, accepting his courtesy.

Tang Yuehua's tone held a hint of surprise and curiosity as she looked at Bai Ying, wisdom shining in her deep eyes. She gently raised a hand in invitation and said warmly yet powerfully, "Young man, would you like to come upstairs and have a chat with me?"

"Rongrong, you girls can wait here for me, or you can go back directly if you want."

Ning Rongrong nodded without saying anything else.

Bai Ying froze slightly, then nodded. He followed behind Tang Yuehua, passed through the spacious, brightly lit music room, and climbed the stairs leading upstairs.

At the end of the stairs was a tightly closed wooden door. Tang Yuehua gently pushed it open, and a faint, refreshing fragrance wafted out. Bai Ying followed her into the room and saw an elegant, comfortable interior. Several valuable paintings hung on the walls, while a few thick books sat on the desk by the window.

Tang Yuehua parted her lips and said gently, "What other pieces can you play? I would be glad to hear them."

Bai Ying smiled faintly, a trace of confidence flashing in his eyes. "I wonder whether you have heard any of these pieces before. If you don't mind, I'd be honored to play one for you."

Bai Ying walked over to the side and gently brushed the harp strings, an inexplicable emotion rising within him. His fingers danced across the strings like elves at play, and a beautiful melody flowed forth.

The melody was lofty and profound, as if it came from among high mountains and flowing streams. Every note brimmed with emotion and strength, as though it could pierce through the human heart and reach the depths of the soul. Bai Ying seemed to merge with the music. Light shone in his eyes, as if he could see the towering mountains and hear the murmuring streams.

As the notes rose and fell, the air around them seemed to soften. The entire room sank into the wondrous music. Tang Yuehua listened quietly, surprise and appreciation shining in her eyes. She seemed to see the beautiful scenery of high mountains and flowing streams and feel the tranquility and purity that came from the depths of the heart.

Tang Yuehua sat quietly on the soft sofa, curiosity shining in her eyes as though she wanted to see through Bai Ying's words and explore that distant Huaxia.

"What is this piece called?" she asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of anticipation.

Bai Ying smiled faintly, remembrance and pride flashing in his eyes. "This piece is called 'High Mountains and Flowing Water.' It depicts the grandeur atop high mountains and the tenderness among flowing streams, symbolizing the loneliness and waiting of seeking a kindred spirit."

This piece comes from my homeland, Huaxia.

Hearing this, surprise flashed through Tang Yuehua's eyes. "Huaxia? What kind of place is that?"

Bai Ying closed his eyes, as if sinking into his memories. "It's a beautiful and mysterious place with a long history and splendid culture. 'High Mountains and Flowing Water' is only a small reflection of it. There are countless famous historical sites, hardworking and kind people, and countless people like me who love music."

Come to think of it, Tang Yuehua's affairs were not recorded in detail in the original Douluo story. The author only alluded to her when describing the Douluo Continent. She seemed to have had a lover, but I wonder who that person was.

Bai Ying smiled faintly, anticipation shining in his eyes. He took a step forward and respectfully said to Tang Yuehua, "I played two pieces for you. Could you play one for me as well, so I can appreciate your talent?"

Tang Yuehua's eyes flashed with a gentle light. She nodded slightly and said in a warm, pleasant voice, "Of course."

As she spoke, she stood and walked over to an exquisite guqin. Its body gleamed faintly, while its strings were taut and strong, as if they could produce a moving melody at any moment.

After sitting down, Tang Yuehua gently plucked the strings to test the tuning. Then she took a deep breath, and her ten fingers began dancing across the strings like flying figures.

The aura surrounding Tang Yuehua gave people an extremely tranquil feeling.

At this moment, as her emotions deepened, it made people feel as though their hearts suddenly opened up.

Tang Yuehua's fingers glided gently across the strings, and the final note leisurely faded into the air. She raised her head and looked at Bai Ying, inquiry shining in her eyes. "How was it?"

Bai Ying took a deep breath, as though he were still immersed in the wonderful music he had just heard. He gave her a thumbs-up and praised her without reservation. "That was absolutely incredible. You played it beautifully."

Tang Yuehua smiled faintly, the smile carrying a hint of pride and anticipation. She parted her lips and asked softly, "Then would you like to know the origin of this piece?"

Curiosity flashed through Bai Ying's eyes. He nodded. "Of course."

As she spoke, Tang Yuehua walked over to the desk, picked up paper and brush, and began writing rapidly. Her handwriting was graceful yet strong, every character seeming to contain profound meaning. Before long, a musical score appeared before Bai Ying.

"I wrote this piece when I was young. I'll give it to you today!"

"Then thank you very much. I'll give you a piece as well!"

Bai Ying nodded slightly, determination shining in his eyes. He walked over to the desk, picked up paper and brush, and began writing. Every character flowed like a soaring dragon and dancing phoenix, as though containing boundless strength. Before long, a new musical score appeared before Tang Yuehua.

"This is a piece I composed for you, called 'Phoenix Prisoner Phoenix.'" Bai Ying's voice was low and powerful, as if it carried a kind of magic.

"This is a piece about love called 'Phoenix Seeks Phoenix.'"

Bai Ying smiled faintly and turned to leave. His words drifted through the air like a gentle breeze brushing over the strings, leaving behind a faint lingering echo. "Miss Tang, I'll be leaving first. I look forward to seeing you again."

His figure gradually receded until it vanished from sight. Tang Yuehua remained seated quietly beside the guqin, her gaze resting on the freshly written score—"Phoenix Seeks Phoenix." Her fingers gently brushed over the still-wet ink, as if she could feel the emotions and effort Bai Ying had poured into composing it.

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and closed her eyes, calming her thoughts. Then she gently plucked the strings and began playing the unfamiliar piece.

As soon as he came downstairs, Ning Rongrong could not wait to praise him. "I never thought you were so good at playing the harp! I never realized you had such an ability!" Her eyes sparkled with surprise, as if she had discovered a treasure.

Bai Ying smiled faintly and replied modestly, "It never hurts to have more skills. I just like music, so I learned a little more. All right, let's go back."

Meanwhile, Xue Ke lightly walked over to Tang Yuehua. Curiosity and anticipation shone in her eyes as she softly asked, "Aunt Yuehua, what do you think of Bai Ying?"

Tang Yuehua smiled faintly, admiration in her eyes. "His musical talent is very strong." Her words were filled with certainty and praise, as though she had seen a dazzling new star in the world of music.

Hearing this, surprise appeared on Xue Ke's face. "Really? Teacher, you actually praised someone!" Her voice carried a hint of mischief and delight, clearly astonished by Tang Yuehua's compliment.

Seeing Xue Ke's delighted expression, Tang Yuehua could not help laughing softly. She reached out and gently patted Xue Ke's shoulder. "Silly girl, I'm only telling the truth. Bai Ying's musical talent is indeed outstanding. His pieces contain profound emotions and meaning, something that cannot be described with words."

Xue Ke's face was radiant with a blissful smile. She proudly lifted her head and said to Tang Yuehua, "He's my Husband. I love being with him."

Seeing the happiness covering Xue Ke's face, Tang Yuehua smiled and shook her head. She gently patted Xue Ke's hand and said warmly, "You really are enviable, child. You're still so young, yet you've already found your happiness."

Xue Ke nodded, her face full of sweetness. Recalling the bits and pieces of her time with Bai Ying, her heart filled with warmth and happiness. She continued, "At first, I was indeed a little unwilling. But after spending more time with him, I discovered that he's truly excellent and knows how to take care of people. I feel safe and happy when I'm with him."

Tang Yuehua gently stroked Xue Ke's long hair, faint sorrow showing in her eyes. She sighed. "Finding someone you truly love isn't easy. Some people may encounter only one such person in their entire lives. As for me, perhaps it was simply fated."

Xue Ke raised her head and looked at Tang Yuehua's slightly lonely expression, an inexplicable emotion rising in her heart. She reached out with both hands and tightly held Tang Yuehua's hands, determination shining in her eyes. "Teacher, you're not old. You'll always be like an older sister to me. I believe that one day, you'll also find someone who makes your heart flutter."