After the music stopped, Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng, and Loulan Xue all came to the yard and looked at Ye Futian.
Shen Yu also stood at the side, dazed. She hadn't recovered yet.
Ye Futian looked back at them and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Sheng asked. Ye Futian often said that the sound of guqin was the state of mind. He often listened to Ye Futian play, so naturally, he was very sensitive to the artistic conception of guqin music. Even though he did not have talent in this area, he understood it after listening to it many times. Moreover, the artistic conception was easy to understand.
Ever since he stepped out of the Eastern Barren Territory and came to the Barren State, Ye Futian hadn't had such a state of mind in a long time. At the end of the music, he'd revealed his sharpness and arrogance.
Moreover, he'd never heard this music before.
"I was just venting. Do you have a problem with that?" Ye Futian stared at Yu Sheng. He'd been seen through.
What he had gone through in the past few days had indeed made him a little unhappy and a little depressed.
"Can't I even say it?" Yu Sheng mumbled weakly.
"What kind of music is this?" Ye Wuchen asked. He felt that the artistic conception was very amazing. From calmness to passion, a man should have such a mentality to break through everything.
"I don't know. I just made it up. Do you want to give it a name?" Ye Futian asked.
They all looked at Ye Futian speechlessly. Made it up?
Full marks!
"Let's call it Elegance," Loulan Xue said. Elegance matched the artistic conception of the music.
"Elegance," Ye Futian murmured. Then he nodded. "Okay, it's called Elegance."
"Okay, it's dark. Go rest," Ye Futian said. They nodded. Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng went to the bamboo forest in the backyard. They still had to cultivate and naturally wouldn't rest so early. Loulan Xue went in another direction. Shen Yu stayed to watch Ye Futian. Where would she live in the future?
Before, she'd worked at the Celestial Pavilion but didn't have the right to live there.
"Why are you watching me instead of finding a place to rest? Are you going to spend the long night with me?" Ye Futian smiled at Shen Yu.
The girl blushed and ran away.
"Uh …" Seeing Shen Yu's actions, Ye Futian wondered if he was that scary.
Maybe he was just excited, Ye Futian thought.
…
The last day of the 1004th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar came quietly. At the end of the year, the Divine Sky City was even more prosperous and lively.
As the main trading center of the Divine Sky City, Qingyun Street was even more so. On this day, the wide street was filled with people and powerful beasts. However, the people here seemed to be used to this situation. Even the children were not afraid at all.
"It's so lively." At this moment, in a certain place, a group of people were walking on the Green Cloud Street. Among them, a handsome young man dressed in white sighed.
This group of people was none other than Ye Futian's group.
They had been cultivating in the Celestial Pavilion for the past few days. Today was the end of the year, so it was rare for them to come out for a walk.
"How could the trading area of the Barren State's eastern region's main city not be lively? Look at that castle." Loulan Xue extended her hand and pointed at a place in the distance. There was a huge black castle that covered a vast area.
"That's the Demon Castle. In there, you can trade all kinds of powerful beasts. Beastmasters earn large amounts of cultivation resources. There are all kinds of beasts inside," Loulan Xue said softly. She had gone to take a look last time and was deeply shocked.
In the Divine Sky City, as long as you were rich enough, there was nothing you couldn't get.
"Beasts are valuable too. Don't we have one here?" Ye Futian murmured and looked behind him. The Black Wind Eagle shrank its head and looked at Ye Futian with its big eyes. Boss, you can't joke like this.
But it'll probably be hard to sell. Ye Futian thought about it and gave up. The Black Wind Eagle patted its chest. It was so scary.
How could this guy be willing to sell such an excellent beast?
It was so inhumane.
"Loulan, see if there are any nice ritual implement clothes. Go pick some," Ye Futian said to Loulan Xue. There were many shops selling ritual implements and clothes on both sides of the street. Many people were here to pick out gifts for their families and descendants. "You're right," Loulan Xue said.
The end of the year in the Divine Sky City was much more luxurious than in the Eastern Barren Territory.
Rich resources were indeed different.
"No need." Loulan Xue shook her head lightly.
"Shen Yu, go with her," Ye Futian said. "You can choose for yourself too."
"Okay." Shen Yu nodded and pulled Loulan Xue away. Ye Futian's group waited for a while. When the two returned, they had some things in their hands.
Ye Futian thought, It's a pity that Jieyu isn't here.
But it seemed that he had to work harder. In the future, the Barren State's Zhongzhou City would probably be even more prosperous. When he got Jieyu, he had to bring her to experience the atmosphere.
A year had passed. He wondered how Jieyu was doing.
"What is this place?" Ye Futian's group walked on the street. There seemed to be an elegant manor beside the street. Guqin music could be heard from inside.
"Guqin workshop. It's a famous place for trading guqin and musical sorcery," Shen Yu said.
Hearing this, Ye Futian's expression changed. He suddenly had an idea. These days, he'd been thinking about how to be independent and earn cultivation resources.
Now, he could try this workshop.
"Let's go," Ye Futian said and walked towards the workshop.
The workshop was elegant and clean, without a speck of dust. The winding path led to a secluded place. A young and beautiful woman received them. Knowing that Ye Futian's group wanted to trade guqin songs, she led them to an elegant pavilion. There was a guqin there.
"Let's begin." An old man sat at the front. Since they wanted to trade guqin songs, the owner of the workshop naturally had to know the general level of the song. If it was too low, they wouldn't be qualified to trade here.
Music scores couldn't be easily shown to others. Others might steal it. Therefore, they could only play it and demonstrate.
Ye Futian sat in front of the guqin and played the song he'd created, Elegance.
As the music spread, the artistic conception of Elegance was gradually revealed. The old man's expression turned serious as he listened to the song.
The music went from calm to frenzied. It seemed to have a feeling of unbridled freedom. No longer suppressing one's emotions, the frivolity of youth burned and boiled. Anger roared. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. The endless will of thunder seemed to be integrated into the will of the music.
The old man closed his eyes and felt it quietly. He felt that the flow of the lightning Spiritual Qi in the air was controlled by the music. The artistic conception was very strong.
After the song ended, the old man opened his eyes. His gaze towards Ye Futian was different. He smiled and said, "Wonderful. What is the name of this song? Who composed it? "
"Elegance, self-created," Ye Futian said, looking up at the old man.
The old man's pupils contracted. He looked at Ye Futian and asked, "You're not joking?"
Although creating one's own music wasn't something new, and many highly accomplished Musical Sorcerers were able to do it, it was still shocking that Ye Futian was able to create such an artistic conception at such a young age.
"It's not a joke," Ye Futian said.
"There are two options. First, the workshop can auction the song now. Second, you can sell the song to the workshop. You can choose," the old man said.
"Auction." Ye Futian didn't hesitate. Only with more people bidding could he see the true value of the song.
"Okay, but the workshop will also participate in the auction," the old man said with a smile. The old man said with a smile, "Inform the people in the workshop that a famous song with potential will be auctioned soon."
"Yes." The two maids nodded and went to send the message.
"Brother, if it's an auction, I'll need you to play it again later. Also, if the auction is successful, the workshop will take five percent of the profit. If it's a ritual implement, the price will be based on the implement."
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded. "Can I hide my identity when I play?"
"No problem." The old man nodded with a smile.
…
The Tower of Music was where the workshop auctioned.
At this moment, all the people in the workshop had come to the Zither Tower, and it was very lively. There were many people at the bottom of the Zither Tower, and there were three floors above. There were many private rooms inside, and many of them were occupied.
The Guqin Workshop was a rather famous place in the Divine Sky City. Many powerful musical spells and famous guqin were traded here. Therefore, people who liked guqin and many musical sorcerers would often come here.
It was the end of the year and many people came here. Hearing that a song with potential would be auctioned, the people in the workshop all gathered here.
Since it could be called a famous song with potential, it naturally had to be extraordinary.
At this time, on the stairs in front of the Tower, an elder appeared. He waved his hand and said, "Let's not waste time. Feel it yourselves."
After saying that, he walked to the side. Then, the high platform on the stairs shone brightly, and a spell descended, covering the situation on the stairs. One could faintly see a blurry figure appear on the high platform, holding the guqin with both hands, and then began to play.
The moment the sound of the guqin rang out, the Guqin Tower fell into absolute silence. The sound of the guqin was pure and ethereal, and the artistic conception was extremely strong. It was obvious that the person who played the guqin must have a very deep understanding of the guqin.
As the sound of the guqin gradually entered a state, everyone seemed to follow the artistic conception of the guqin and were completely immersed in it. They sensed the artistic conception of the guqin and the state of mind of the player.
Gradually, thunder boomed in the Tower of Music. There was a terrifying vision of lightning. The artistic conception of the music kept rising.
When the music stopped, the Tower of Music was still in absolute silence.
"A masterpiece," someone praised.
"Indeed."
"This is just a low-level musical sorcery. What's so special about it?" A questioning voice came from a private room on the third floor.
A group of people sat there, but the people outside couldn't see them.
The speaker was a young man with an outstanding temperament. There were powerful guards beside him.
He was from the West Mountain Dragon Clan. He didn't know music, but he could feel the power of the musical sorcery. The artistic conception was good, but it was only an Arcana level musical sorcery. He didn't know why it was called a famous song.
Today, he came to the workshop to find a real famous instrument or song. Otherwise, it would be meaningless.
Today was the end of the year. It was also the fourteenth birthday of the little princess of the West Mountain Dragon Clan. He wanted to prepare a gift. The little princess of the Dragon Clan was good at music and would be a future Dragon Master.
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