Nine States, Hundred Lands, Nandou Nation, East Sea City of Qingzhou.
This island city was as quiet as ever. Although Qingzhou City's status in the Nandou Nation was no longer what it used to be, the quiet island city was still like a secluded place.
In the quiet island city, the lakeside of Qingzhou was still as beautiful as ever. There was an endless stream of pleasure boats on the lakeside. Especially in the evening, before the curtain of night fell, it was even more lively. Many people in Qingzhou would gather here to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
In front of a house by the lake, two figures were playing chess. A cool breeze blew gently, and it was exceptionally comfortable. People would occasionally glance at them, but they wouldn't disturb them. They were already used to this kind of scene.
"Dad, you made a wrong move again. It seems that you won't be Uncle Hua's match even if you play for another ten years." Beside him was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. The smile on her face was still simple. Time didn't seem to have left much of a mark on her.
"Haha, I'm getting older and more careless," Qin Shuai said with a smile.
"You think you can beat me at such a young age?" The middle-aged man opposite him said with a smile. It was Hua Fengliu. He had a bit of vicissitude about him, but from his face, one could see that he was a romantic figure when he was young.
"Your mouth is really merciless," Qin Shuai said with a smile. He continued, "This game isn't over yet."
"Uncle Qin, you still haven't gotten used to it after so many years?" A clear laugh came. Qin Shuai turned his eyes in confusion. He saw a young man in white on a small boat on Qingzhou Lake. He walked over.
The young man was dressed in white. His silver hair was like snow. He seemed to be one with the world. His appearance didn't seem out of place at all. It was as if he was a part of this place.
Beside him, Qin Yi stood up and stared blankly at the young man who suddenly appeared. He was even more outstanding than before. His temperament seemed to have transcended the world.
Hua Fengliu also looked at him. He was stunned at first, but then he smiled. He looked away and continued to play. He muttered, "Why didn't you cultivate outside? Why did you come so far?"
"I was afraid that you would grow old," Ye Futian walked over and squatted down. He looked at the chessboard and said, "It's been ten years. Don't you want me to come back and see?"
He had been gone for ten years.
"I don't want to," Hua Fengliu said.
Ye Futian's face was bitter. This was too heartless.
"A few days ago, someone was nagging about how unfilial Futian was to leave for ten years. He even asked my brother to go to the Eastern Barren Territory to ask around. Why has everything changed today?" A figure walked out with a cup in her hand. The former number one beauty of the Nandou Nation also showed signs of age. Although she was still beautiful, there were wrinkles on her face.
"Masteress." Ye Futian's heart ached when he saw her. He was indeed unfilial.
"When? I don't remember," Hua Fengliu denied.
Nandou Wenyin walked over and glared at him. Then, she looked at Ye Futian with tears in her eyes.
She had long regarded Ye Futian as her own son.
"Masteress, why are you crying? Am I not fine?" Ye Futian took the cup from Nandou Wenyin's hand and said, "Masteress, let me do it."
"I didn't cry. I'm happy to see you well." Nandou Wenyin reached out her trembling hand and caressed his silver hair and cheeks.
This young man, who had long been the king of the Nine States, was just like a child in her eyes.
"You lost," Qin Shuai suddenly said with a smile. Hua Fengliu looked at the chessboard. It turned out that he had made a fatal mistake just now.
"No more. That brat ruined my mood. This game doesn't count," Hua Fengliu said as he messed up the pieces.
Nandou Wenyin smiled brightly. This old guy said he didn't want to, but how could he make a mistake?
"It's all my fault." Ye Futian smiled and passed the cup to Hua Fengliu. "Please have some tea."
Hua Fengliu took it and Ye Futian passed the other cup to Qin Shuai.
"Senior Sister, you are still so young and beautiful," Ye Futian said to Qin Yi beside him.
Qin Yi looked at him and also smiled brightly. Her eyes were slightly wet.
He was the same as before. Other than his temperament being more outstanding, he didn't seem to have changed much.
Pfft. Hua Fengliu knocked Ye Futian's head and said, "Pretend your father-in-law doesn't exist."
"I was wrong." Ye Futian's face was bitter.
They all laughed, including Hua Fengliu himself.
Time was the best medicine for pain. It had been ten years, and Hua Fengliu had gradually gotten over it. Qin Yi was like his daughter, often coming to chat with him and Nandou Wenyin.
"Let's go for a walk by the lake." Hua Fengliu stood up and walked toward Qingzhou Lake. Ye Futian followed beside him.
As night fell, the lakeside of Qingzhou Lake became more and more lively. There were more and more boats. Sometimes people would show respect when they saw Hua Fengliu and Qin Shuai, but they wouldn't disturb them.
Some people noticed Ye Futian and couldn't help but look at him a few more times. The temperament of this young man was unforgettable.
However, after more than ten years, most people at Qingzhou Lake were young men and women. Many people didn't realize what the appearance of this silver-haired young man meant.
After all, ten years was too long for a small city.
"Where are you cultivating now?" Hua Fengliu asked softly by the lakeside. Nandou Wenyin stood quietly next to him. Qin Shuai and Qin Yi were on the other side.
"Crimson Dragon Realm. I just returned to Emperor Xia's Realm, so I came back to see Master and Masteress," Ye Futian said.
"Realm?" Hua Fengliu murmured, "It must be very far."
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. "Very, very far."
"What plane are you at now?" Hua Fengliu asked again.
"Saint Plane," Ye Futian replied. Hua Fengliu nodded.
The Saint Plane was the most powerful plane in the Nine States back then. He naturally knew that Ye Futian had reached this plane.
However, thinking of the statue of Emperor Ye Qing, the Saint Plane should be very far away from his goal.
"Futian, you must have experienced a lot in these years. Master and Masteress want to hear your story," Nandou Wenyin said softly.
"Okay, then I'll tell you slowly." Ye Futian nodded gently and then began talking before leaving.
He mentioned Emperor Xia, Xia Qingyuan, Emperor Li's Realm, the Imperial Advisor of Dali, and the Crimson Dragon Realm.
The breeze was gentle, and fireworks bloomed on the shore of Qingzhou Lake. It was exceptionally beautiful.
Ye Futian spoke slowly. As they chatted, they sat by the lake. Hua Fengliu and the others listened quietly. Only Ye Futian's voice could be heard in the breeze.
Every story was like a life. Even if they had not experienced it themselves, Hua Fengliu and the others still felt shocked. Sometimes they were worried for Ye Futian, and sometimes they were happy for him.
"The Imperial Advisor is an elder worthy of respect. He is more qualified to be called a master than I am," Hua Fengliu said softly.
"The masters I met at every stage were the best. They were all worthy of respect. But Master, you are my first master, and you are my father-in-law. You should be ranked first," Ye Futian said.
"Your flattery skills are not lacking," Hua Fengliu said. He then thought of something and said, "Princess Qingyuan, don't let others down."
Ye Futian looked at him in surprise. Hua Fengliu smiled and said, "Emperor Xia will also be a good father-in-law."
Ye Futian looked at the smile on Hua Fengliu's face. He knew that Hua Fengliu was sincere. He wanted to say something, but he did not. He wanted to tell him that Jieyu might still be alive, but he was afraid that this faint hope would be shattered in the future, and that would only add to his sorrow.
Therefore, he did not say anything in the end. He looked at Qingzhou Lake.
There were many pleasure boats in front of them. A small boat was slowly coming, and many people were surrounding it. It was particularly lively.
There was a girl in her late teens on the boat. She was slim and beautiful, and many young people around her were looking at her.
This girl was the number one beauty in Qingzhou City, Mu Shiyu of the Mu Clan.
Mu Shiyu seemed to have seen Hua Fengliu and the others. The boat came over, and in a moment, she saw Ye Futian. His handsome, flawless face, extraordinary temperament, and long silver hair were all full of stories. His eyes were so bright.
She had too many suitors, and she had seen many famous people in Qingzhou City. But when she saw the young man in front of her, her calm heart actually beat slightly.
But she did not come for Ye Futian. She turned her eyes to Hua Fengliu, and bowed slightly. "Shiyu greets you, sir."
"Miss Shiyu." Hua Fengliu nodded slightly in return.
"Shiyu sincerely wants to be your disciple, whether it be in the guqin or chess. I sincerely ask that you accept me as your disciple," Mu Shiyu bowed politely.
In Qingzhou City, Hua Fengliu's status was extraordinary. Nine years ago, he took a fancy to an ordinary young man, and then he left Qingzhou City. When he returned a year ago, he had become a Noble Plane cultivator.
A person of this level could be the emperor of a country, but when he returned, the first thing he did was to go to Hua Fengliu's house and kneel.
This matter was praised as a legend in Qingzhou City.
"Miss Shiyu, I have already told you that I will not accept disciples," Hua Fengliu replied.
"Then can I serve by your side?" Mu Shiyu was still polite.
Hua Fengliu shook his head. "Please go back, Miss Shiyu."
Mu Shiyu looked disappointed. At this time, Ye Futian said, "Master, let's go back."
"Yes." Hua Fengliu nodded, and the group got up and left.
Mu Shiyu was stunned. She looked at Ye Futian, but the silver-haired young man did not even look at her. It was as if her beauty was not that attractive.
She looked disappointed. Didn't he not accept disciples?
But why did the silver-haired young man call him master?
Ye Futian and the others walked back. Hua Fengliu said, "Alright, you should go."
"Master, you don't have to chase me away so quickly, do you? Can you really bear to do that? "Ye Futian was speechless.
"I'm old. Your masteress and I like peace and quiet. We don't want to be surrounded by people," Hua Fengliu said softly. Ye Futian had already shown himself. The people of Qingzhou City would soon realize who had returned.
Ye Futian sighed inwardly. He stopped, and Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin both looked at him.
"Master, masteress, I will leave now," Ye Futian said.
"Hurry up. Staying here is an eyesore." Hua Fengliu waved his hand.
Nandou Wenyin's eyes were a little wet, but she still nodded.
Ye Futian bowed slightly to the two, then waved at General Qin and Qin Yi. Turning around, his body flashed, and he shot up into the sky. He turned into a star and shot up into the clouds.
Hua Fengliu raised his head and looked at the dimming starlight. His eyes were also a little wet.
"Let's go." Soon, the dot of light disappeared completely. Nandou Wenyin took Hua Fengliu's hand and looked into his eyes. "Weren't you so cool? Why are you crying?"
"The wind is too strong. It's getting into my eyes." Hua Fengliu took Nandou Wenyin back to the yard. Qin Shuai and Qin Yi looked at their backs and smiled. Their eyes became a little wet, and they turned to leave.
…
At Qingzhou Lake, Mu Shiyu boarded a big ship. A middle-aged man was waiting for her. Seeing the disappointment in her eyes, he said, "You were rejected again?"
"Father, Master really doesn't want to take me as a disciple," Mu Shiyu said softly.
"Back then, Master's daughter was the most beautiful girl in Qingzhou City. You should go more. You'll be useful eventually," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"But, there was already a young man beside Master who called him Master," Mu Shiyu said.
"Young man? What young man?" The middle-aged man frowned.
"A silver-haired young man. He's very good-looking and has an outstanding temperament. I've never seen such an outstanding young man. When he saw me, there was no change in his eyes. He didn't even want to look at me. He's different from everyone else." The young man's face still echoed in Mu Shiyu's mind. It was as if one look at someone like that, and it was hard to forget his face.
"Silver hair, outstanding temperament, Master …" The middle-aged man trembled, then turned around and said in a trembling voice, "Quick, go to Master Hua's residence."
"Father, what's wrong?" It was the first time Mu Shiyu had seen her father lose his composure.
Even his body was shaking, and his legs seemed to be unsteady.
The middle-aged man looked at her and touched her cheeks with both hands. He said, "Shiyu, the silver-haired young man you saw is very likely the legend of the Nine States, the king of the Nine States."
Hearing her father's words, Mu Shiyu felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her body also trembled slightly. She slowly turned around and looked in the direction she had come from.
The legend that had been passed down in Qingzhou City seemed so far away, but at this moment, it seemed so close.
Was he the main character of the legend?
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