Zi Tianhen came to provoke him; how could one see heaven's might from the bottom of a well?

"Brilliant as Yi shooting down nine suns, soaring like emperors riding dragons through the skies."

"Coming like thunder gathering its fury, ending like rivers and seas congealing into clear light."

The Fengyue Workshop Mistress murmured the verses once.

She looked at Chu Kuangren, fascination in her eyes, and clapped her hands. "Someone, pour wine for all the sisters. Let us toast Young Master Chu."

"Ha, then I'll drain mine first as a mark of respect."

Chu Kuangren smiled and drained his cup.

"We offer you a toast, Young Master."

The lead dancer raised her cup to Chu Kuangren, then drained it too. The women's eyes almost shone as they looked at him.

"I never imagined you could play the zither too, Young Master, and with such extraordinary skill. What was that piece called?"

The lead dancer, Xiaoyue, asked.

"It's been a long time since I played. I'm a little rusty."

Chu Kuangren chuckled.

Hearing this, the zither players of the Wind and Moon House could not help feeling ashamed.

"I played that piece as inspiration came to me. It has no name. I'll give it to the Wind and Moon House," Chu Kuangren said with a faint smile.

His attainment in the Zither Dao had reached the Great Dao No-String Realm years ago. An occasional flash of inspiration was enough to produce a masterpiece that astounded the world.

"Does that mean you composed this piece for us?"

Xiaoyue and the others' eyes lit up.

"Yes."

"Thank you, Young Master."

The dancers could not contain their delight, their faces radiant.

As they looked at Chu Kuangren, the adoration in their eyes almost overflowed.

The Wind and Moon House's zither players could only smile wryly. A masterpiece that astounded the world sprang from a passing inspiration; his Zither Dao was far beyond