(Even the typesetting yesterday was a mess. I'm speechless.)
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Bai Zao was the only daughter of the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School. She was talented and had a peaceful Dao heart. She was a rare genius in Cultivation and was highly valued by her master. She was one of the top Cultivation practitioners of the young generation in Zhongzhou School. More importantly, she was generous and resolute in handling matters, so she was highly respected by her peers. Even Tong Yan, who was arrogant and didn't even like Lo Huainan, was quite obedient to Bai Zao and never objected to her.
At the last Plum Meeting, Lo Huainan declared in public that she would go to the north to fight against the monsters of the Snowy Kingdom for the humans. Tong Yan was a bit aloof and proud. Zhuo Rusui had been behind closed doors for many years. Zhao Layue had just shown her strength. In many people's eyes, she was the most likely candidate for the position of the leader of the Cultivation circle in Chaotian and the position of the orthodox Sect Master, which had been vacant for many years.
It was the first time for many Cultivation practitioners to see Bai Zao that day.
They didn't expect that this person, who was rumored to be composed and generous and resolute in handling matters, was actually such a delicate and beautiful young woman.
Her white dress tousled slightly in the wind, and so did her black hair. Her eyebrows were thin and her eyes were calm, looking like a painting. Her expression was delicate and pitiful, like the first lotus or the thin willow.
This was Bai Zao.
People were stunned by her beauty and frailty, speechless for a moment.
Only the disciples of Aoyama Sect could keep calm, or in other words, they had woken up earlier. It was because they were used to seeing Jing Jiu's face, so it was hard for them to be stunned by other beautiful things.
"Is this Bai Zao?"
Zhao Layue was surprised.
The disciples of Aoyama were also surprised, thinking that this young woman was as famous as Senior Master Zhao, and maybe even more talented than him, but he had never cared about her.
"Is she a woman?"
Jing Jiu was surprised as well.
He had heard of this name before, but it was the first time he knew her gender.
The disciples of Aoyama were speechless, thinking that these two senior masters of the ninth peak were truly incredible.
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Her slender fingers fell on the strings of the zither. It looked like a gentle pluck, but what came out was an extremely bright sound. It was like a willow branch falling on the surface of a stream, but it attracted a bolt of lightning.
No matter what kind of thoughts they had, from the first sound of the zither, everyone's attention on the dozens of cold platforms was attracted by Bai Zao.
The chilly mountain wind blew her white dress and the hair on her cheeks. Her posture was so delicate, but the music she played was so clear and clean. It called over countless birds hidden in the mountains. Some perched on the plum trees, some squatted in the grass on the side of the mountain path, and their cries matched each other. It was like a fairyland written by mortals.
Mo Xi knew she had lost. Though she was mentally prepared, she still felt a bit disappointed. When she saw the expression in Xiang Wanshu's eyes, she felt even more disappointed.
Xiang Wanshu didn't look at her or Bai Zao.
He looked at the cold platform where the master and disciple of Aoyama Sect were.
Mo Xi knew who he was looking at.
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The sound of the zither echoed among the cold platforms, accompanied by the cries of hundreds of birds. It was impossible not to be moved when one heard and saw it. Even Nan Wang raised his eyebrows. The praises of Prince He could be vaguely heard coming from the cold platform above.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were still calm, their expressions unchanged. If Xiang Wanshu and Mo Xi didn't pay attention to Bai Zao's zither playing because they had their own thoughts, what about them?
Yao Songshan's Sword Heart spun slightly, and he woke up from the wonderful world of zither playing. Looking at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, he asked in surprise, "Senior Master, isn't this good enough?"
Zhao Layue didn't quite understand, saying, "I think it's good enough."
Jing Jiu agreed with her, saying, "It's really good."
For them, it was a compliment to hear it good enough, but it sounded a bit perfunctory to others.
Scratching his head, Yao Songshan asked, "Why is Senior Master so calm then?"
Zhao Layue now understood what he meant, saying, "There are many good sounds in the world; all you need to do is listen to them. Do you want to clap your hands just because the stream water is pleasant to the ears?"
Yao Songshan was taken aback, feeling that this statement was not right, but he also thought it was a good idea.
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The song was over, but the birds didn't want to leave, unwilling to part ways.
Bai Zao got up, and turned his head to look at the cold platform where the Aoyama Sect was located.
It was then that Zhao Layue also looked at him.
Their gazes met.
Bai Zao curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.
She was a talented young girl at Zhongzhou School, regarded by many as the best candidate to be the leader of the Cultivation circle in the coming decades. She was praised and sought after by many people. It wasn't until Zhao Layue appeared a few years ago that she gained some of the limelight. As such, she paid a lot of attention to Zhao Layue. Seeing that Zhao Layue was looking at her, she thought that Zhao Layue was also paying attention to her.
But she was wrong.
Zhao Layue was looking at her, but she was paying attention to someone else.
"Since she is here, why didn't Lo Huainan show up?"
There were many famous figures among the younger generation of Cultivation, such as Bai Zao, who was standing in the mountains like a fairy; Tong Yan, who was said to be as wise as a fairy; Zhuo Rusui, who had been in Closed Door Training for many years and thus became more mysterious; Guo Nanshan, the first disciple of Aoyama; Tong Lu of Western Sea Sword School; and Zhao Layue herself.
In the mortal world, Tong Yan was the most famous, and in the Cultivation circle, Bai Zao had the highest status; but in the minds of these young swordsmen, Lo Huainan was the most famous. The reason was simple; it was because Lo Huainan had the highest Cultivation state and the strongest prowess.
Besides Zhao Layue, Nan Wang was also concerned about this matter. "Why didn't Lo Huainan and Tong Yan show up?" he asked.
The disciple of Aoyama responsible for external communication replied, "We haven't received any news about them."
Tong Yan had a strange and proud temperament, so it was possible that she didn't want to show up; but as the principal disciple of the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School, it was impossible for Lo Huainan not to show up at an event like the Plum Meeting.
Unless there was something more important than the Plum Meeting.
But, what could be more important than the Plum Meeting?
A disciple of Aoyama guessed, "Is he cultivating hard to break through the Cultivation state in order to prepare for the Cultivation tournament?"
Yao Songshan shook his head and said, "He doesn't need it."
According to the accurate information released by the Curtain Rollers, Lo Huainan had entered the later stage of the Golden Pill State at the beginning of the year, which was equivalent to the middle state of the Free Travel of the Aoyama Sect. With such a profound Cultivation state, no one among the Cultivation practitioners of the young generation could be his match.
Even if one looked higher, it would be hard to find a Cultivation practitioner of the middle generation who could defeat him because so many swordsmen had fallen in the war against the Snowy Kingdom.
"If Big Brother comes this time, we might have a chance."
Hearing this, the disciples of Aoyama nodded in agreement. Only Guo Nanshan in the initial state of the Free Travel had a chance to defeat the powerful Lo Huainan.
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Many gazes fell on Jing Jiu reflexively.
It was he who broke Guo Nanshan's sword at the Sword Trial of Aoyama.
A voice rang out.
"Let me handle the Cultivation tournament."
The speaker was not Jing Jiu.
He had no interest in these matters.
It was Zhao Layue.
The disciples of Aoyama were all stunned.
Jing Jiu shot a glance at her. She was neither too big nor too small.
It was quite noisy in the theater at the moment. Perhaps only the girl sitting in the front could hear it.
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