At the Qingfeng Residence, Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue came to find Zhuge Qingfeng.
Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the two of them. Tomorrow was Mingyue's engagement day. Did Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue come to find him today to make one last effort?
"You may all leave," Zhuge Mingyue said to the servants of the Qingfeng Residence.
Zhuge Qingfeng looked at Zhuge Mingyue curiously, but Ye Futian said, "Uncle, I would like you to appraise a piece of music."
"The Ukiyo Song?" Zhuge Qingfeng smiled. "I've listened to it many times these days. The artistic conception is extraordinary, a song for emperors."
"This time, it's a little different," Ye Futian said.
"Oh?" Zhuge Qingfeng said curiously, "Then I'll listen."
"Can you seal off the Qingfeng Residence?" Ye Futian asked again. Zhuge Qingfeng had a strange look on his face, but he still nodded. A purple light flashed in his eyes as he looked up into the sky. In an instant, endless Spiritual Qi surged in the air, forming runes that seemed to seal off the area like a boundary.
"It's done," Zhuge Qingfeng said to Ye Futian.
"Thank you, Uncle." Ye Futian nodded, then went to a place and sat down cross-legged. His temperament became calm and peaceful, and the guqin appeared in front of him.
Zhuge Qingfeng and Zhuge Mingyue both sat to the side, watching Ye Futian play quietly.
The melodious music started, and the two of them quietly enjoyed it, as if they were in a painting.
It was an image of two youths traveling the world, unrestrained and free. Zhuge Qingfeng was touched. Back then, when the two emperors traveled the world, what kind of friendship had it been since they were young? Why did Emperor Ye Qing become a taboo existence in the end?
The sound of the guqin continued, and the mood changed bit by bit, from melodious to calm, and then to high-pitched and passionate. The magnificent scene appeared in Zhuge Qingfeng's mind, and he closed his eyes and listened quietly. Even for a strong cultivator like him, listening to the Ukiyo song was still a form of enjoyment.
He seemed to be intoxicated. Gradually, he felt the aura of an emperor coming from the music. The arrogance of the world, the desire to wield the sword in his hand and command the Divine Prefecture.
"Something's not right." Zhuge Qingfeng was immersed in the sound of the guqin. Suddenly, he felt that something was off. How could this artistic conception be so strong? It was even stronger than before.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the handsome young man was still playing the guqin. His fingers were dancing, and a golden light was faintly discernible on his body. It was a transcendent aura. It was as if Ye Futian had transformed into a young emperor, like the two emperors when they were young. When they were composing this song, he seemed to have become one with the song. The artistic conception was not only the song's artistic conception, but also his own.
Zhuge Qingfeng's expression suddenly shone with a dazzling light. He lifted his head and looked at his surroundings. The flow of Spiritual Qi in the air seemed to be controlled by the guqin music. Boundless Spiritual Qi light rained down around Ye Futian's body, bathing him in sacred, seven-colored light.
But Ye Futian continued to play quietly. The artistic conception of the song was still getting stronger. He seemed to want to completely reveal the artistic conception of the Ukiyo song. At this moment, the ten most famous songs of the Divine Prefecture seemed to be truly releasing its glory.
Zhuge Mingyue smiled as she watched Ye Futian play. She was not too surprised. It was as if her little brother was supposed to be like this.
The artistic conception was still getting stronger. Zhuge Qingfeng did not say anything, nor did he interrupt Ye Futian. At this moment, he looked at the young man sitting cross-legged and felt an extremely frightening feeling. He wanted to kneel down and worship him. It was as if the person before him was an emperor himself, or a descendant of an emperor.
He suddenly remembered that he only knew that Ye Futian's talent was extraordinary. He came from the same place as his daughter, the Eastern Barren Territory.
But where exactly did Ye Futian come from?
Why did he have such power? It was as if he had the power of an emperor. It was something unbelievable.
Finally, the music gradually calmed down and stopped. However, Zhuge Qingfeng's heart was not at peace. The song seemed to still be reverberating in his mind, and the artistic conception seemed to linger.
"Uncle, what do you think of this song?" Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Zhuge Qingfeng with his clear eyes. There was a faint smile on his face.
Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the young man before him seriously. Ye Futian was naturally very handsome. It was rare to see such a handsome person. His eyes were clean and clear, but it seemed as if he could not see through them at all.
"Perfect," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"Thank you for your praise, uncle," Ye Futian said. "This song came from the Eastern Barren Territory's Sky Mountain. The two emperors once left a song there. It was the Ukiyo Song, and I obtained it."
Zhuge Qingfeng nodded. He knew about this.
"Donghuang the Great banned sages from the outside world from entering the Eastern Barren Territory. No one has ever set foot on the top of Sky Mountain. Even if they did, they would not be able to decipher this song and obtain it. The song is hidden in the artistic conception of flying snow. One needs to resonate with it to obtain it," Ye Futian continued. Zhuge Qingfeng continued to listen quietly and did not interrupt.
He knew that Ye Futian might be telling him some secrets related to the song left behind by the two emperors.
"As for me, I can resonate with it and became one with the will of Sky Mountain. I killed many people on Sky Mountain whose plane was far higher than mine." Ye Futian continued, "Uncle, do you know where I came from?"
"I only know that you came from the Cottage of the Eastern Barren Territory," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"Before I went to the Eastern Barren Territory, I came from an even more distant place. My hometown was in the middle of a vast ocean. It was an island city with almost no contact with the outside world. However, something big happened there ten years ago. I don't know if you've heard of it, but it was rumored that the last statue of Emperor Ye Qing appeared there, and a powerful Snow Ape guarded it. Later, the people of Donghuang the Great came and destroyed everything."
"I don't know if you know, but I have a good relationship with Yuan Zhan. I taught him the same staff technique. This staff technique was taught to me by the Snow Ape," Ye Futian said slowly.
"You're a descendant of Emperor Ye Qing?" Zhuge Qingfeng's heart pounded. There were no saints in the Barren State. Saints were legends. Renhuang established orthodoxy, which was even more supreme.
What level was Emperor Ye Qing at?
Now, Ye Futian was talking about a secret about Emperor Ye Qing.
However, Ye Futian shook his head and said, "I don't know who I am either, but there is one thing I am very clear about. Just as I said to you that day, my talent is incomparable to Bai Luli's. Regardless of whether he can become a saint or not, I will definitely be able to reach that level."
Zhuge Qingfeng stared at Ye Futian. He had to admit that at this moment, he was completely convinced by Ye Futian. Ye Futian was someone who might be related to Emperor Ye Qing. Even if the Saint Plane was a legend, he still believed that Ye Futian could do it. Furthermore, it was just as he said, his talent was definitely above Bai Luli's.
"You're putting your life in my hands," Zhuge Qingfeng said. No matter who Ye Futian was, Emperor Ye Qing was currently a taboo figure in the Divine Prefecture. As long as he was related to Emperor Ye Qing and this secret was known to others, he would definitely be in trouble.
Moreover, he could just capture Ye Futian and send him to where Emperor Xia was. Perhaps he would be rewarded handsomely.
"I have no enmity with you, uncle. On the contrary, with my relationship with Second Sister, why would uncle want to harm me?" Ye Futian said, "Uncle, why did you agree to this marriage?"
"Firstly, because uncle's teacher hopes that the Barren State will have a saint. Secondly, if this saint can be on good terms with the Zhuge family, then even without this marriage, the Barren State will still have a saint. Therefore, uncle, you are not going against the teacher's wishes. Furthermore, I am also a student of the Holy Zhi Palace. Secondly, uncle, do you think Bai Luli and Second Sister are closer, or my relationship with Second Sister is closer?"
Ye Futian said. Zhuge Qingfeng looked at him, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Ye Futian was giving him a difficult problem.
"Yu Sheng's talent is still stronger than Bai Luli's," Ye Futian said, then stood up and said, "Uncle, I'll take my leave first."
As he said that, he turned around and left. Zhuge Qingfeng was such a figure that there were many things that did not need to be explained too clearly.
If not for the fact that he had no other choice, he would not have told Zhuge Qingfeng the secret. After all, the more people who knew, the more dangerous it would be.
However, in the current situation, Zhuge Qingfeng's will was the only one who could affect the overall situation. Other than him, there was also the Holy Zhi Palace.
The people from the Holy Zhi Palace were from the Holy Sage Pavilion, and the second palace lord, Liu Chan, was Bai Luli's teacher. He did not know the elders of the Holy Sage Pavilion, so he did not dare to take the risk.
"Father, Little Brother gave his life to you. Similarly, it is also my life," Zhuge Mingyue said to Zhuge Qingfeng, then left as well.
"Is your father that bad?" Zhuge Qingfeng asked plainly. Looking at the backs of the two leaving, he felt very conflicted.
The Holy Zhi Palace had two generations of geniuses. It was supposed to be a grand occasion, but why did it end up like this?
Perhaps the Holy Zhi Palace was too impatient.
Now that the arrow was nocked on the bow, it had to be released. He could foresee that the two generations of geniuses would probably end up on opposite sides, and he was very worried.
…
Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue went back to rest. Xuanwu City was brightly lit that night, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.
The next day, when the sky turned white, Xuanwu City was in an uproar.
The day of Bai Luli and Zhuge Mingyue's engagement had finally arrived, and countless people were looking forward to it.
It was early in the morning, and the weather was slightly chilly. At the peak of a lone peak beside Crouching Dragon Mountain, a figure dressed in white stood. He looked into the distance, and from here, he could see the prosperity of Crouching Dragon Mountain.
He held a letter in his hand. There was a line of words on the letter, and there was also a startling blood-red handwriting.
He had stood there for the entire night, thinking.
His teacher had once said that reason was the most important thing in the world, and that everything in the world had a reason.
But now, he realized that what his teacher had said was not entirely correct. Love was also very unreasonable!
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