Lian Yuqing had lost.
He was at the pinnacle of the Grade One Noble Plane, ranked fifth on the Law Rank. His guqin skills were superb, but he had lost in the art of guqin.
He had lost to Ye Futian, a Grade Eight Noble.
If they had used musical sorcery as an attack, they would not have been able to compete. However, this was Ye Futian's sparring rules, and they were only competing in the art of guqin. Lian Yuqing was proud, especially in the art of guqin. He could not attack Ye Futian, so he had used the guqin to test himself, using his extraordinary skills to match the artistic conception of Ye Futian's song.
He had been doing well and did not bring shame to his rank of fifth on the Law Rank. However, his will was finally unable to withstand the last song. Even if he gave it his all, he could not catch up to the artistic conception of the song. He was exhausted, his state of mind was damaged, and his string was broken.
Everyone knew what this meant. It meant that Lian Yuqing had lost in the art of guqin.
Less than a year after entering the Holy Zhi Palace, the champion of the Law Battle had come out as a newcomer and questioned the rules of the sparring, challenging the seniors. He said that he did not think he was inferior to his seniors in any aspect other than plane. He had indeed done what he had said, making his opponents concede in both martial arts and sorcery.
Now, even Lian Yuqing, who was ranked fifth on the Law Rank, had lost to him in the art of guqin. How impressive was that?
Looking at the figure who was still playing the guqin, many people were dazed. Ever since Ye Futian entered the Holy Zhi Palace, there had been some rumors about him, but they were all bad ones. They said that he was despicable, cowardly, and did not dare to accept a challenge.
What about now?
He was calm even when facing the person ranked fifth on the Law Rank.
Yun Shuisheng looked at Ye Futian. Her cold eyes wavered slightly. She felt that she could not see through this person.
Xiang Zhiqin's face was pale. Everything in the past was like a joke. How ironic. Even the number one noble of the Daozang Palace had lost. What right did she have to criticize Ye Futian? What right did she have to question the person Hua Jieyu had entrusted her to? She finally understood why Hua Jieyu had reacted so strongly that day. It was because Hua Jieyu understood him, but she did not.
Yun Feng looked at Ye Futian. He felt that the light on Ye Futian was blinding, making him uncomfortable and desperate.
Zhuge Xing looked at Ye Futian as well. The shock he felt at that moment was even greater than the shock he felt at the entrance battle of the Holy Zhi Palace. His opponent was no longer a newbie, but Lian Yuqing, who ranked fifth on the Law Rank.
Many of the newcomers who had entered at the same time as Ye Futian felt their blood boiling. This was true unparalleled elegance.
This song made him the only one in the Nine Palaces Dao Sparring Grounds.
Hua Jieyu stared at Ye Futian with her clear eyes and a small smile appeared on her face. This guy was really handsome. She liked this side of Ye Futian. He was so charming.
Yu Sheng, on the other hand, looked very calm. He was the only one who could be so calm. No matter what Ye Futian did, he would not be surprised.
He was born to be like this, to be in the center of ten thousand people, to enjoy the glory of ten thousand people.
It was the same even in the Holy Zhi Palace.
Terrifying Spiritual Qi fluctuated. The terrifying aura from afar flowed over, enveloping the Zhonggong Battle. Ye Futian was still playing, as if he was immersed in the artistic conception. It was no longer a battle between him and Lian Yuqing, but he felt a resonating power.
Ye Futian was not the only one who felt it. Everyone in the sparring area of the Nine Palaces felt this power. They looked up into the distance and saw a terrifying aura flowing with the wind. It was as if a violent wave had been set off between heaven and earth.
The aura came from the area between the Nine Palaces Dao Sparring Grounds and the Law Power Area. The area was extremely vast, with many secret zones and ruins, as well as cultivation paradises left behind by the elders of the Holy Zhi Palace. There were even some places that were difficult to set foot in.
The disciples of the Holy Zhi Palace could cultivate in the Holy Zhi Palace for many years to improve themselves. They did not even need to go out to train. This was because the Holy Zhi Palace contained extremely rich cultivation resources. Even if you spent five or ten years, you would not be able to set foot in every cultivation area.
The music that Ye Futian played became even louder, resounding throughout the area. The eight statues resonated, bursting with dazzling light. A mysterious power was born in the air, resonating with the music. It caused the music to resound throughout the area, spreading far and wide, triggering even more intense ripples.
"It's musical notes."
Many people were shaken.
Lian Yuqing looked into the air. The boundless dancing musical notes came from the ruins, attracted by Ye Futian's music. At that moment, they resonated with Ye Futian's music, composing the music together.
At that moment, Lian Yuqing's pride was shattered. He had been defeated by a disciple who had just entered the Holy Zhi Palace.
That day on the Law Battle Platform, Ye Futian had said that he would listen to a song if he had the chance. He had been dismissive, but he did not expect Ye Futian to invite him to listen to a song in just a few short months.
"This is the Ukiyo Song, right?"
While Lian Yuqing did not know that the Ukiyo Song had entered the Barren State through Ye Futian, he had heard of the top ten songs. The song that contained the will of an emperor should be the Ukiyo Song that had entered the Barren State.
It was said that Bai Luli had learned the song, but he did not expect Ye Futian to know it as well, and to be able to play the Ukiyo Song's artistic conception.
He had lost, and he had lost in the art of the guqin. It was sad, but he did not feel too sad. For someone who was obsessed with the guqin, what was there to be sad about losing to the Ukiyo Song?
What embarrassed him was that the person who had played the Ukiyo Song was Ye Futian. Ye Futian, whom he disliked very much, had defeated him with such a legendary song.
The flowing currents continued, and more and more musical notes rang throughout the area. One figure after another flashed. Some of the elders of the Holy Zhi Palace were alarmed and came to listen to the song.
Many people were shocked. The sparring sessions of the Nine Palaces had attracted the attention of the elders because of Ye Futian.
They had thought that the sparring sessions had only just begun, but they had not expected it to be the climax.
With such a brilliant display before them, how could the sparring sessions in the future surpass what they were seeing now?
The elders of the Holy Zhi Palace looked in one direction. It was somewhere in the ruins. They knew that there was a mystical place there, left behind by an extremely powerful ancestor, and very few people were able to set foot in it.
Now, there were musical notes traversing through the air from that place, composing the song together with Ye Futian.
"Follow the direction of the musical notes to Guqin Valley," an elder said as he looked at Ye Futian on the Zhonggong Battle Platform.
A glint flashed in Ye Futian's eyes, and he rose from the ground, moving in the direction of the musical notes as he played. Since the elders of the Holy Zhi Palace had asked him to go, it must be a place worth going.
Did the resonating power in the distance come from Guqin Valley?
"Guqin Valley." Lian Yuqing's face was pale. Just as he had guessed, the sound came from Guqin Valley.
He had wanted to go there many times but had not been able to. Now, it was very likely that Ye Futian had obtained the right to enter. How ironic was this? He had lost completely.
Everyone stared at Ye Futian's departing figure, and then at Lian Yuqing. They were all very unsettled.
This sparring session seemed to have been rather cruel to Lian Yuqing. As fifth on the Law Rank, he had not only lost to Guqin, but even Guqin Valley had called for him.
They had naturally heard of Guqin Valley. It was rumored that there had been an extremely powerful being in the Holy Zhi Palace who had entered the Way with the sound of the guqin, becoming an existence feared by countless. His guqin could bewitch the mind and control people's hearts. His guqin could also stimulate one's potential, and it had extremely strange abilities. Many top figures in the Barren State avoided him like the plague. It was said that he had been on the Barren Sky Ranking of the previous generation, and he was one of the very best.
That person was the legendary Nine-fingered Guqin Devil, Liu Kuangsheng. He had been crazy all his life, and his soul had entered Guqin Valley before he died.
Many in the Holy Zhi Palace knew that Lian Yuqing had tried many times to enter Guqin Valley to inherit Liu Kuangsheng's relic legacy. However, he had failed many times, and he had never set foot in Guqin Valley.
Now, Ye Futian had shocked Guqin Valley with a single song. One could only imagine how Lian Yuqing, who was the strongest on the Law Rank in Guqin, felt.
Lian Yuqing stared at the departing silhouette. His expression kept changing. He then flashed and shot up into the air, chasing after Ye Futian. He wanted to see if he could enter the Guqin Valley.
Yu Sheng, Hua Jieyu, and the others flashed one after another, all following Ye Futian.
Everyone in the sparring area of the Nine Palaces wore strange expressions as they watched the figures leave. Today was the day of the sparring session, but Ye Futian had stolen all the glory by himself. Now, the Guqin Valley resonated with him, and many followed him, making the sparring session a little awkward. Should the sparring session continue or temporarily stop?
Many looked at Hua Fan, and Hua Fan's expression flickered. At that moment, an elder in the air said, "Those who want to go can go take a look, but most likely it has nothing to do with you. Those who stay, continue the sparring session."
After saying that, they also took to the air and left.
Some people left with them, but most people stayed behind.
"This is not the right way to go. Since he has proven that what he said was true, let's skip that part of the sparring sessions in the future," a voice was heard. Everyone turned to look at the person who had spoken. It was Dou Kun of Battle Sage Palace. Ye Futian could be considered his younger brother.
Dou Kun, second on the Law Rank.
Everyone fell silent. While there was no absolute right or wrong, at least in this round, Ye Futian had won, and even lost to Lian Yuqing. As such, he was naturally right.
After this battle, it was foreseeable that Ye Futian's ranking on the Law Rank would take a huge leap.
"This will be the last time I will host the sparring sessions," Hua Fan said calmly. "The future sparring sessions may be in your hands. In the future sparring sessions between newcomers, do not exceed two levels. Focus on giving pointers."
Today's battle was not just Lian Yuqing's defeat; it was also the defeat of the established rules. Ye Futian, as a newcomer, had broken the rules. He was the first on the Law Rank, and no matter what others thought of him, they had to admit it.
There was something else that he did not say. In the future, the Law Rank would very likely be hosted by Ye Futian, and it might not even take a few years.
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