Ye Futian went to the Herb Garden to visit for seven days, but the door was shut every time. Great Teacher Xu did not see them.
Yuan Hong and the others were extremely displeased with this, and even wanted to force their way into the Herb Garden to find Saint Jiang. But Ye Futian stopped them. Although they could directly call out to the Herb Garden with their level of cultivation, if Saint Jiang was really cultivating, their rudeness would be equivalent to ruining the Master's hope. This was not something Ye Futian wanted to see.
He was also displeased, but he could only bear with it.
In those seven days, Yu Sheng cultivated in the Nine State College. From time to time, there were people who wanted to spar with him. Each time, Yu Sheng beat them up without mercy. After that, the number of people who wanted to spar with him decreased. Those whose level was too high could not bully Yu Sheng. After all, the people of the Holy Zhi Palace were all guests. If they challenged others and were crushed, who could they blame?
Yu Sheng's temper was very famous in the College.
Liu Zong, Zhou Ya, and the others also cultivated in the Nine State College. Occasionally, they would listen to cultivators preach. Those who were qualified to preach at the Nine State College were all above the Sage Plane, and some were even the top Sage Plane figures.
There were still many people in the College talking about Ye Futian. This guy had crushed the disciples of the College as soon as he entered. Even the hallowed disciples of the divine path had been defeated by him, showing his extremely strong side and the bearing of a Palace Lord. Many people were surprised that Ye Futian could visit for seven days in a row. He was a Palace Lord of a holy land after all, and now he was quite famous in the Nine States. Having his door shut for seven days in a row must have been very unpleasant.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been unable to take it, but Ye Futian was doing his best for his Master's matter.
Many people wondered if Ye Futian would be able to hold on.
Great Teacher Xu really did not give him any face at all.
But then again, that was to be expected. The Great Teacher of the Herb Garden, aside from his Junior Sister, probably had little regard for anyone else. He was an extremely cold person, and even among all the hallowed disciples of the Nine State College, Xu Chehan was probably the most heartless.
Aside from visiting the Herb Garden, Ye Futian usually cultivated in the palace. Occasionally, there would be disciples of the College who wanted to learn from him. Ye Futian did not reject them and would spar with them. If someone asked him, he would also explain some of his own understanding of cultivation.
Gradually, many disciples in the College began to respect Ye Futian, and more and more people came to visit him.
After visiting for seven consecutive days, many people guessed that Ye Futian would not return. However, on the eighth day, Ye Futian still showed up at the Herb Garden on time. Even Jiang Chuan felt a little helpless. He could not refuse Ye Futian anymore.
However, Mr. First told him that if Ye Futian came to visit again in the future, there was no need to inform him and he could just reject him directly.
Obviously, the so-called 'sincerity can split metal and stone' seemed to be empty words. It was unable to cause any ripples in Great Mister Xu's heart.
Ye Futian seemed to be completely unaware of this. Every day, he would visit the Herb Garden on time and then leave as if he was completing a mission.
Many disciples of the College advised him to give up, but Ye Futian only smiled faintly and did not say anything.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Futian had been at the Nine State College for nearly a month. All the disciples of the Nine State College had seen what Ye Futian had done. Many had reminded him of some things, which had been very useful to Ye Futian.
On this day, Ye Futian's palace was full of people. Many cultivators of the College were there, and they were of different planes. There were magi, sages, and even people of the Noble Plane.
Ye Futian's comprehension of cultivation was something that many magi were quite impressed with. The more they interacted with him, the more they seemed to be able to feel his charisma.
Furthermore, the music that Ye Futian played was absolutely superb and pleasing to the eye. Even among the cultivators of the Nine State College's Music Palace, there were probably not many who could compare to him.
At that moment, the sound of guqin could be heard in the palace. In the courtyard of the palace, Ye Futian sat on the ground in the main seat. He wore a simple robe and his slender fingers danced on the strings of the guqin. The sound of the guqin was ethereal and penetrated people's hearts.
When he played, there seemed to be a strange glow about him, which made him look even more handsome. That kind of charm made many women feel a little moved, especially those who were also good at music.
Lin Xi was someone who cultivated in the Nine State College's Music Palace, and her attainment in music was extremely high. She came from a musical family in the Nine State City, so she could naturally feel the strong artistic conception contained in Ye Futian's music. Although the music that he played was simple, it was still able to touch people's hearts. If he played famous songs, it would probably be enough to resonate with people.
From the music, it was also possible to feel what kind of person the player was. Lin Xi could hear from Ye Futian's music that he was extremely confident, and even proud. But such a person had visited the Herb Garden for a month and been rejected every time. This showed that he was very emotional and had an extremely stubborn side to him.
He would probably not stop until he saw Saint Jiang.
After the music stopped, Ye Futian looked up and smiled. That face of his was even more radiant.
"I heard that Palace Lord Ye is good at Ukiyo, one of the ten famous songs. Why did you only play ordinary songs?" Lin Xi asked softly.
"Music needs to be matched with artistic conception in order to express it perfectly. Ukiyo is not suitable to be played at this time," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"The artistic conception is indeed strong. How do you usually practice, Palace Lord Ye?" Lin Xi asked again.
"If I have free time, I play music every day. It's not that I deliberately practice, but I just integrate the music into my state of mind at that time. My spiritual energy will also resonate with it, and thus improve. Playing music is a kind of enjoyment, and it is also a kind of cultivation," Ye Futian said.
Lin Xi nodded lightly and said, "So, I was just blindly practicing before, and it was actually not correct. Thank you for your guidance, Palace Lord Ye."
"It's not really guidance, just a mutual exchange of knowledge. Music is like that, and so is cultivation," Ye Futian said with a smile. Someone beside him laughed and said, "Lin Xi's music is very beautiful, and it can make phoenixes sing together. Why don't the two of you play together? It would be a good story."
"Don't make fun of me," Ye Futian said with a smile. He did not put on the airs of a Palace Lord of a holy land. The so-called status of a person should be put on when it was necessary, and put down when it was necessary.
There was no need to put on airs when chatting with some disciples of the Nine State College.
"That's right, Palace Lord Ye has a family. Otherwise, it would indeed be a good thing." Someone else joked. Ye Futian glared at him and said, "You guys, it's fine if you tease me, but don't ruin her reputation."
"Alright, alright." That person smiled and nodded. He looked at Lin Xi, who smiled and said, "It's just a joke. It's fine. Palace Lord Ye, I would like to bring a friend here tomorrow. Is that okay?"
Ye Futian looked at Lin Xi's eyes. They were a pair of very beautiful eyes, and there was a hint of intelligence in them. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Futian, as if she could read his thoughts.
"Thank you," Ye Futian said with a smile. Lin Xi said that she would bring a friend and asked if it was okay. Ye Futian replied with two words of thanks, as if it had nothing to do with him.
However, none of the people present felt that it was strange. They looked at each other and smiled.
"Palace Lord Ye is too kind." Lin Xi smiled and stood up, saying, "I'll be taking my leave."
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded lightly and watched Lin Xi leave.
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The next day, Ye Futian went to the Herb Garden early in the morning as usual, and then returned to the palace.
After practicing a set of fist techniques and meditating for a while, people came to visit. Those people from the day before seemed to have arrived early. Ye Futian received them, and they seemed to be waiting for something.
"They're here." At that moment, someone smiled and said. Everyone turned and saw two figures walking in their direction.
Both of them were extremely beautiful, and their temperaments were extraordinary, stunning people. Especially the woman on the left. Not only did she have an extraordinary temperament, but her face also seemed to have been carved. Every part of her face was just right, as if she had come from a painting.
The person beside the woman was Lin Xi. It was obvious that she was the friend that Lin Xi spoke of.
Many people stood up and smiled at the people who came, saying, "Greetings, Goddess Die."
The friend that Lin Xi spoke of was Saint Jiang's second disciple, Goddess Die.
While Saint Jiang's two students were mainly in the Herb Garden, they would still train in the Nine State College. As such, it was only natural that they were acquainted with each other. Lin Xi was acquainted with Goddess Die, and the two of them were good friends. Someone had told Ye Futian that Lin Xi was fond of music.
It was obvious that the people that Ye Futian was friends with wanted to help him.
Goddess Die smiled and nodded at the crowd. Her eyes then landed on Ye Futian, who was right in front of her. He was different from what she had imagined. Ye Futian was too young. While she had heard of him before, a look of surprise still flashed in her eyes when she saw such a young face, who was already a Palace Lord of a holy land renowned throughout the Nine States.
She had thought that the legendary figure would have a dignified aura, but at that moment, he looked like a scholar. His aura was not dignified, but rather handsome. Her senior brother, Xu Chehan, was already a very handsome figure, but Ye Futian was even more handsome than her senior brother.
"Palace Lord Ye." Goddess Die smiled and nodded. After all, Ye Futian was the Palace Lord of a holy land. While he had a favor to ask of her, she still had to be polite.
Ye Futian stood up and smiled, saying, "I have long heard that Goddess Die's beauty is unparalleled in the Nine State College, and even in the Nine State City. Seeing you today, you are indeed beautiful."
If ordinary people were to praise a woman's beauty for the first time, it would seem frivolous. However, coming from Ye Futian's mouth, it was very natural and did not seem frivolous.
"You flatter me, Palace Lord Ye." Goddess Die said softly, "I came today because Lin Xi brought me to admire your music."
"Goddess Die, please take a seat." Ye Futian stretched out his hand and said. Lin Xi and Goddess Die took their seats, and Ye Futian sat cross-legged as well. His Guqin Spirit appeared and music was heard.
He knew that since Goddess Die came with Lin Xi, it meant that she was willing to help, or she would not have come.
Everything that he had done for the past month had paid off!
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