Seeing Ye Futian agree, Long Ling 'er looked at him. "I won't let you go."
"Ling 'er, cultivate well with Senior Feng. Don't think about the past." Ye Futian smiled. "I'm leaving."
With that, he turned and walked out.
"Brother Futian," Long Ling 'er called. Long Ling 'er shouted. Ye Futian stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Hey, do you know how annoying you are?"
Long Ling 'er's eyes were red and tears were about to fall. Ye Futian's heart softened. This girl's acting was too good.
"You haven't forgotten what you promised me, right?" she asked pitifully.
Ye Futian pondered. Then he understood what Long Ling 'er was referring to. She'd asked him to celebrate the New Year with her.
"I remember." Ye Futian nodded.
"Then you have to do it," she said.
"Okay." Ye Futian smiled and walked out. After he left, Long Ling 'er glared at Long Mu and said, "Are you happy now?"
"Ling 'er," Long Mu said. "You've been messing around for a few days. How much do you know about him?"
"I don't care." Long Ling 'er glared at Long Mu.
"You're my uncle's only daughter, the little princess of the West Mountain Dragon Clan," Long Mu continued. "Not just me. You know the relationship between my uncle and the family. Now, you casually gave the Celestial Pavilion to a stranger. How can the family not think about it?"
"I'm not eating anymore." Long Ling 'er turned and walked out. Long Mu looked at her back helplessly. "Uncle Yang, take me back," he said.
"Yes, Young Master Mu." Yang Xing nodded and followed her out. He smiled bitterly. The Young Master was a straightforward person. Although he doted on the Young Mistress a lot, their personalities were too different and it was hard for them to get along. Hence, he spent more of his energy on cultivation.
When Ye Futian returned to the courtyard, Loulan Xue, Yu Sheng, and Shen Yu had all gone out. Only Ye Wuchen was cultivating.
In the evening, they came back with a lot of things. Yu Sheng had to carry them back.
"What is this?" Ye Futian asked curiously.
"Some spiritual herbs. I went to Qingyun Street." Loulan Xue said to Ye Futian, "That's the largest trading place in this area. I bought some spiritual herbs to use in medicinal baths. The martial arts cultivators in the Divine Sky City often train their bodies this way. I saw a high-level medicinal bath by chance. You, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen can all use it."
"You've worked hard. Don't be stingy when you encounter something you need." Ye Futian nodded. People from the outside world were more adept at borrowing resources to cultivate. If they had the means to do so, they would naturally use it to increase their own cultivation as much as possible.
"Yes." Loulan Xue nodded. "Shen Yu and I will go prepare the medicine."
As they spoke, the two of them walked into the courtyard.
Ye Futian looked at Loulan Xue's back. Before, Loulan Xue went to the Cottage of her own accord to be his servant. At that time, he didn't have such thoughts. He thought that Loulan Xue, the princess of the ancient Loulan Kingdom, naturally couldn't do such a thing. However, in the Cottage, under the guidance of his second senior sister, Loulan Xue actually gradually adapted to the role of a servant and did all this calmly.
Even Ye Futian had unknowingly gotten used to it.
"You're not going to the Dragon Family?" Yu Sheng asked Ye Futian.
"No," Ye Futian shook his head. "Also, I feel that the Celestial Pavilion isn't a long-term solution. We need to find other ways to earn spirit stones."
After all, the Celestial Pavilion was given to him by Ling 'er. Although Long Ling' er was the eldest daughter of the Dragon Family, she was still too young and didn't have the power to make decisions. From Long Mu's attitude today, Ye Futian felt something. Thus, this Celestial Pavilion bought with the West Mountain Dragon Family's resources wasn't so stable.
In the end, it was better to rely on oneself.
"We've used up a lot of resources this time," Yu Sheng said. At their current level of cultivation, conventional methods would not be able to sustain the consumption of cultivation resources.
"Yes, let me think." Ye Futian nodded. They were poor.
He felt that their cultivation level was too low. In a prosperous city like the Divine Sky City, it wasn't enough.
Of course, they could join the Top Three Schools or some other powerful force. Naturally, they wouldn't lack cultivation resources. But Ye Futian didn't have such thoughts anymore.
After a while, Loulan Xue and Shen Yu walked over. Loulan Xue said to Ye Futian, "It's done. Do you want to try?"
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded and followed Loulan Xue to the bath in the courtyard.
At the moment, the water in the bath was boiling. There seemed to be fiery red stones inside, making the entire bath like a furnace. The temperature was extremely high and the spiritual herbs had already melted into the water.
"You can leave," Ye Futian said.
"It's my first time making the medicine. I might not be able to control the amount. You can try first. I'll guard here," Loulan Xue said.
"Uh …" Ye Futian blinked and looked at Loulan Xue. Was this really okay?
Loulan Xue raised her head and looked at him. Her cold silver eyes didn't waver at all. She said softly, "Isn't this what a servant should do?"
Ye Futian's face darkened. However, it seemed to make sense.
But why did it feel so weird?
Seeing that Loulan Xue was still staring at him and standing there motionlessly, Ye Futian's expression was strange. Then, he took off his white robe and shirt, revealing his muscular body. Topless, he walked towards the bath and mumbled, "What a loss."
Hiss …
The moment Ye Futian stepped into the pool, he felt a terrifying power enter his body. He had thought that the high temperature would not affect him at all, but he had clearly underestimated the power of the medicinal bath. In an instant, strands of terrifying aura entered his limbs and bones. In an instant, he felt his body boiling, and his blood flowed rapidly in his body.
"Don't resist it. Use your body to bear it. Merge that power into your body. Although it might not be very effective at once, it's said that long-term medicinal baths can greatly improve your body. It's very beneficial for refining your body," Loulan Xue said. "How do you feel?"
"What kind of spirit herb did you add …" Ye Futian said gloomily. "But, it feels very good."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and quietly endured it. That terrifying power crazily fused into his body, drilling into his body and tempering every part of his body.
The pain kept decreasing. After a long time, Ye Futian finally felt nothing. He stood up and walked out of the bath.
Loulan Xue walked up and draped a bathrobe over Ye Futian. At this moment, a strange look appeared in her silver eyes.
"You can leave first," Ye Futian said.
"Okay." Loulan Xue nodded and turned to leave.
After a while, Ye Futian returned to the front of the courtyard and said to Yu Sheng, "Yu Sheng, you go try it too. It should be useful for you."
"Okay." Yu Sheng nodded.
Ye Futian walked to the front of the courtyard and sat down cross-legged. The gemstone ring on his finger lit up and then a guqin appeared before him.
He gently stroked the strings and closed his eyes. In his mind, the Ukiyo song reverberated. Every note seemed to be filled with magic.
The Ukiyo song was one of the top ten songs in the world. Once it was played, the world could not compare.
The artistic conception of the Ukiyo song was the state of mind of the two emperors.
But now, Ye Futian's state of mind was different.
The Ukiyo song was gradually forgotten in his mind. At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be completely immersed in his own world. Then, his fingers strummed the strings and a melodious tune slowly spread out.
The night gradually darkened and moonlight shone down. The moment the music started, the courtyard became ethereal and clear. It was as if it could capture one's heart in an instant.
Shen Yu stood not far away. The moment the music started, she felt her heartstrings tremble. Her pure eyes stared at the quiet figure.
His music was so ethereal. It was as if it had a magical power that made people listen to it.
The melodious sound of the zither was steady and pleasant to listen to, instantly bringing people into a wonderful artistic conception. From the sound of the zither, one could faintly feel a wanderer leaving home to pursue his own goals and dreams. He faced everything with optimism and positivity.
He was calm, low-key, and hid his sharpness. He did not care about many things at all. However, not everything in the world would go as one wished. There would always be people who intruded into one's world.
They were arrogant and condescending. One wanted to ignore them, but one could never avoid them. Some things would always follow one.
Identity, status, and power were like a mountain that wanted to crush one's spine.
Even if one wanted a simple relationship, one would still be affected in the end.
The music went from calm to frenzied. It was as if one's state of mind was affected by the outside world.
However, after the frenzy, it seemed to fall into silence again. But this time, the silence was with a sense of pride. The music became proud and cold. Gradually, it became hurried.
Ye Futian's fingers sped up. The strings strummed crazily and the music became more and more urgent. There seemed to be an invisible aura around him. It was proud and arrogant, as if it wanted to break through everything in the world.
The Spiritual Qi in the world also seemed to be affected by the music. It also seemed to become frenzied. Beams of purple light flashed like bolts of lightning.
Lightning flashed across the courtyard. The music became more urgent. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. The entire space became extremely violent. It seemed to have turned into a terrifying thunderstorm that wanted to break and destroy everything.
In front of the courtyard, Shen Yu looked at the scene before her in shock. She felt the music change bit by bit. It went from calm to frenzied. Until now, Ye Futian had a terrifying aura. He was proud and cold. His fingers strummed the strings. His movements were still so elegant, but his entire person seemed to have changed.
It was a spirit that looked down on the world. It was a kind of arrogance that dared to compete with the heavens.
She covered her ears with both hands, but it was useless. She felt as if doomsday had appeared in her mind. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, trying to destroy her will. Moreover, this was only the residual power of the guqin music. Ye Futian did not deliberately attack. Around Ye Futian, the terrifying lightning storm seemed to have merged into one. This was a terrifying musical spell that could be integrated into spiritual attacks.
Finally, the sound of the zither gradually stopped, and the terrifying scene also disappeared.
Ye Futian became quiet again. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled.
The Ukiyo song told him that when spiritual energy was integrated into the music, it could control the flow of Spiritual Qi in the air.
Now, based on the Ukiyo song, he used his own state of mind and comprehension to create a song. It was also a musical spell and it was very powerful.
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