Chapter 40 – The Silver Dragon Princess (I)
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After exiting the city, Ye Yin Zhu ran at full-speed. With his Yellow Bamboo Level 5 dou qi, he was the equivalent of a Cyan Rank Sky Warrior. He swiftly arrived at his destination—an open area not too far away from the Milan Institution for Magic and Martial Arts. This place was a forest where men rarely tread; one would not easily be disturbed here.
Once again, he drew out the Thundering Spring Zither. Both his hands caressed the strings as he steadied his impatient mind.
Close by, atop a tree, the violet eyes of a silver figure flickered with astonishment. She suddenly realized that this youth’s temperament had changed in a flash upon gently caressing and stroking the zither strings, the change like the sky and the earth turning upside down. The previous him she had seen had appeared icily arrogant. At this very moment, however, he exuded grace and nobility. His eight fingers lightly brushed the zither, each movement very harmonious. His white robe, flowing black hair, and handsome appearance, as well as that look of single-minded devotion on his face, all easily made a deep impression on people. She subconsciously stopped herself from punching him like she originally intended to. In her heart, she even looked forward to listening to him play a zither song.
Ye Yin Zhu was not eager to try his new theory on sound blades. Just now, his anxiousness made his mind and aura unstable. He needed to make his heartstrings fuse together with the zither strings before continuing with this unusual theory of his.
Lightly plucking a string, a sweet, expressive zither song floated in the air. This was not one of the nine great famed songs of the Zither Sect. It was merely a common zither song used to cultivate one’s mind. Although it had no particular effect, this was still Qin Shang’s favorite zither song, and Ye Yin Zhu was equally fond of it. The song’s name was 《 Devastating Allure 》.
The four fingers of his left hand seemed to be stuck to the strings, while his right hand formed the Rabbit Rise, Fox Drop gesture. Very quickly, a string of melodious zither notes rang out. Ling—ling— The graceful melody rose in spirals from crisp notes.
The zither music was exquisite and full of meaning. The calm and collected control of his fingers transitioned between light and urgent. A lively tempo circled around and around, leaving a trail of poignancy—as if the heart was singing an unexpected, mournful melody.
The silver figure atop the tree was dumbfounded. She had never expected music to actually be so pleasant to listen to or be able to make her heartstrings tremble. She watched Ye Yin Zhu completely immerse himself in playing, watching that single-minded devotion and graceful look on his face. Unconsciously, the rage in her heart gradually quelled. At this very moment, she just didn’t want those eight fingers to stop strumming the zither strings. She wanted him to continue, continue playing that beautiful zither music that wove through the forest wild and free.
During that touching zither song, Ye Yin Zhu couldn’t refrain from singing softly. His voice was not very rich, but it was clear and bright without a single speck of impurity. It was similar to his zither music, very pure.
In the North, there is a beautiful woman,
Unequaled and independent.
A smile can overturn a city,