Seventeen Musicians and Hong Su!
Inside the elegant chamber stood a soft couch large enough for two people to lie down on.
Hong Su walked over to the couch and lay down sideways, but her expression was weighed down by a solemnity that refused to disperse. In a low voice, she said, "Master Ji, whose original name was Ji Yun, was more than twenty years ago the nominal disciple of the Seventeen Musicians, the foremost musician in the Divine Capital!"
Lin Bai asked, "The Seventeen Musicians?"
Hong Su said, "The Seventeen Musicians were once the most renowned masters of the Dao of Music in the Divine Capital. Even the Sacred Emperor called their music unrivaled beneath heaven. They were hailed as the pinnacle of musical cultivation on the Barren Ancient Continent, and were worshiped by martial artists who cultivated the Dao of Music throughout the world!"
"The Seventeen Musicians were not only peerless in music; their martial talent was extraordinary as well. On top of that, they possessed a handsome face, and no one knew how many women in the Divine Capital had fallen for them!"
"There were even rumors that, back then, a noble consort in the palace had been captivated after seeing the Seventeen Musicians perform, and had wanted to elope with them!"
Hearing Hong Su's introduction, Lin Bai chuckled. "From the way you describe them, they really were a rare genius! Where are they now? Why have I never heard anything about them in the Divine Capital?"
Hong Su said softly, "More than twenty years ago, for some unknown reason, the Sacred Emperor issued an order overnight to exterminate the Seventeen Musicians and their entire clan. Thus, the Seventeen Musicians died in the Divine Capital. To this day, no one knows why they died, nor why the