Ye Futian walked out slowly and came to the center of the square. Countless eyes fell on him. The younger generation didn't need to say much. Ye Futian had already proven his strength. The older generation also paid attention to him. Now that the Guqin Devil had returned to Donghai City as a cripple, how talented was his disciple?
Ye Futian placed his guqin, Solitary, before him and sat down slowly. Right now, he was wearing a white robe. His entire aura was extraordinary and handsome.
Lin Xiyue stared at Ye Futian's silhouette and took a deep breath. She had once thought that he was just an ordinary musician who went to the Luo Palace to see the world. However, Ye Futian had shown off his talent in the battle. Today, she heard that he had defeated Zhou Mu at Donghai Academy. How outstanding was this handsome young man before her?
Beside her, Lin Xiyue's father glanced at her. In reality, he knew that Ye Futian defeated Zhou Mu but he didn't tell Lin Xiyue. This girl seemed to be interested in that young man. As the Guqin Devil's disciple, Ye Futian had offended the Art Saint and the School of the Emperor Star. His future would be very difficult. Moreover, he already had a girlfriend, the one from the Nandou Clan. He didn't want his daughter to get involved and be sad.
Mu Hong also stared at Ye Futian but his eyes were slightly gloomy.
Ye Futian looked up at the setting sun. His clear eyes revealed a smile. He said slowly, "This song is my own creation. It's called 'Hero'."
As soon as he finished speaking, he played the guqin with both hands. His fingertips slid across the strings and a melodious tune slowly spread out.
"He didn't challenge anyone. He's just playing the guqin." Everyone's eyes flashed. However, the goal today was to see an outstanding disciple display his talent. He didn't have to challenge others. To the Guqin Devil's disciple, playing the guqin was a way to show off. Naturally, it was no problem.
Soon, everyone stopped thinking about it. The moment the music rang out, they were immersed in a wondrous artistic conception.
The music was cheerful and bright. As the music entered their ears, an image appeared in their minds. It was as if they saw a handsome young man with a pure heart learning from his master.
The young man was talented and was loved by his master. After receiving his teachings, his talent was gradually revealed.
The music gradually became elegant and moving. It made people's hearts beat faster. It was the feeling of love.
Everyone couldn't help but enter the mood. The seeking youth grew up. He had a woman he loved and was in love. In the music, they could almost hear his heartbeat.
The moving music continued to change. It became low and heavy. It was like love was being opposed by everyone.
Some of the big shots frowned. Was the artistic conception of the song himself or his master, Hua Fengliu?
The sound of the zither changed again. The youth of the past had become an adult, and his name had spread far and wide. However, his obsession was still the same. He wanted to be with the woman he loved. Even if everyone in the world opposed it, even if he was consigned to eternal damnation, he would not hesitate.
The sound of the guqin gradually became louder and louder. The main character of the song seemed to be fighting against fate, facing everything alone. In the end, he failed.
The music became lifeless. It was like a hero past his prime.
Just when everyone thought the music was about to end, the lifeless music regained its vitality. It was no longer passionate. Instead, it was as calm as water. It was like a change in his state of mind. Everyone seemed to see the main character go through the vicissitudes of life. He cultivated but still missed his old friends. He returned to his old place. Facing the changes of the world, he was calm. Even if he failed, he was a hero.
When the musical notes stopped beating, the music gradually dissipated. Everyone was still immersed in that artistic conception, unable to come out. This was especially so for the young people. The music of the zither seemed to have a mysterious magical power.
In the direction of the School of the Finance Star, Tang Lan's eyes were slightly wet. She looked at Hua Fengliu, who was now disabled. His handsome face had a faint smile on it. Hua Fengliu was already able to create his own music, and he had even played his entire life.
Many important figures looked at Ye Futian. They naturally understood the meaning of the music. This was a song for the Guqin Devil. He used the music to show his master's life. Even though he didn't fight, this song was much better than the Guqin Devil's. No one dared to underestimate it.
Mu Hong squinted and stared at Ye Futian. No wonder Hua Fengliu had begged him for this disciple. It was another Hua Fengliu.
"Who is this song for?" Crown Prince Luo Junlin asked from the main seat in the direction of the School of the Emperor Star.
"Your Highness, it's for my master." Ye Futian put his fingers down. He looked up at Luo Junlin and smiled.
"The mood is good but not sharp enough. It didn't show the true musical sorcery. Since you have such skills, play for me today," Luo Junlin said. Ye Futian looked at the crown prince. Since he said so, he couldn't refuse. He nodded and said, "Okay. I can't create my own musical sorcery. It can only be a song from someone else."
"Okay." Luo Junlin nodded.
Ye Futian lowered his head and played the guqin again. His fingers moved and the strings vibrated. A note broke through the air like thunder, majestic and powerful.
"This song is for the world."
As Ye Futian's voice fell, the musical notes danced. In an instant, everyone felt a force that could swallow mountains and rivers.
Many people's eyes sparkled. This person was a genius. As soon as the song was played, everyone knew that it was for Crown Prince Luo Junlin.
A terrifying musical storm gathered around Ye Futian's body. It was like a raging wave, surging forward with great momentum.
At that moment, different scenes flashed in everyone's minds as the zither music played. There was the smoke of war everywhere, and the emperor went to the battlefield to conquer the world. There was also the emperor riding on a dragon carriage, touring the world and being worshipped by thousands.
This song was like a painting.
"Some people go up," Luo Junlin said. Minister Hua looked at the headmaster of the School of the Emperor Star and ordered. Then many disciples stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian.
However, their steps were abnormally difficult. The music kept drifting into their ears. They didn't dare to resist.
Spiritual Qi gathered around them and they continued walking. But at this moment, the music was still rising. It seemed like it was going to break through the clouds and shoot up.
At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be covered in a layer of divine light. He was arrogant like a young emperor.
He represented the world.
A shocking scene appeared in everyone's mind. It was as if they could see a blurry figure high up in the sky, wearing the robes of an emperor and a crown on his head. He walked towards them step by step, commanding the world, making them want to submit.
Then they looked at the disciples of the Emperor Star school. As they walked towards Ye Futian, some of the weaker ones knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. They seemed to want to submit to Ye Futian.
Then, under the influence of the musical storm, many people knelt on the ground. They seemed to be controlled by the music and worshiped the emperor.
"Boom!" A terrifying light flashed in the eyes of some important figures. Feeling the youth's aura, their hearts trembled violently. They felt that something was wrong.
The song "The World" was played for Crown Prince Luo Junlin. But the person playing was Ye Futian himself. At this moment, he was like a high and mighty emperor. Crown Prince Luo Junlin was facing him. The two of them seemed to be facing each other.
Also, at this moment, the youth in white displayed an unparalleled aura. He truly had the aura of an emperor. It was natural. Was this brought to him by the music or was he born with it?
Lin Xiyue's eyes widened in shock. Compared to the time when he was playing at the Luo Palace, Ye Futian was even more dazzling. He was unparalleled. Not to mention Zhou Mu, the disciple of the Art Saint, he could even compare to someone like the Crown Prince, Luo Junlin.
Mu Hong was also shocked. Hua Fengliu, the Guqin Devil, had accepted such an amazing disciple. Moreover, he had once been rejected by him.
"Can't this guy restrain himself a little?" Yi Xiang cursed. He didn't want Ye Futian to attend the Assembly of the Seven Palaces. It wasn't good for him to shine too brightly. Now that Minister Hua and the Crown Prince were here, he hoped that Ye Futian would keep a low profile and go to the Imperial City to find Minister Zuo to attend the Tingfeng Banquet.
"Some people are born like this," Hua Fengliu said calmly. Not many people in the world knew Ye Futian's secret. But he and Yu Sheng knew that the heir of Emperor Ye Qing was destined to be extraordinary. When he played, his aura would be revealed. Perhaps even he didn't know it himself. Crown Prince Luo Junlin had asked Ye Futian to play a song for him. This "The World" was very suitable.
But the same "The World" made Ye Futian reveal the aura of an emperor. It wasn't intentional nor was it part of the music. He was born with it.
Hua Fengliu could vaguely guess that Ye Futian probably had a shocking background.
At this time, in the direction of the School of the Emperor Star, Luo Junlin slowly stood up from the highest seat.
Then everyone saw him step out. He actually walked down from his seat and walked step by step to the center of the square, towards Ye Futian.
People of the same kind could often feel each other's aura more easily. Luo Junlin was like the destined king. Everyone in the Nandou Nation knew that he would rule the world.
At this moment, Luo Junlin felt an aura from Ye Futian that was similar to his own. It was the aura of an emperor.
The music reached a climax and then calmed down until it stopped. Luo Junlin also walked to face him.
Countless eyes fell on the two of them. Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu were even slightly nervous as they stared at the scene. Luo Junlin was the Crown Prince. He wouldn't do anything to Ye Futian just because of a song, especially since he had asked Ye Futian to play it.
"Follow me. In the future, when I take the throne, you will be the minister," Luo Junlin said, staring at Ye Futian. Just one sentence and the world fell silent.
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