Chapter 294: Chapter 294

"Young Miss Mo Yu, now it's time to display your usefulness, clear the way." Nangong Suxin laughed at this moment. This wasn't a joke or mockery of the Young Miss, but a fact, at this time, the Young Miss could accomplish the task of clearing a path.

"No problem, watch me." The Young Miss patted her chest, then shouted toward the front, "People in front, make way for me, or I won't be polite."

"Damn, Mo Yu's here. Everyone quickly make way."

Suddenly, the crowd that originally had no standing room forcibly squeezed out a path, and it was even somewhat spacious, allowing the Young Miss and her two companions to pass through.

This was the Young Miss's reputation here. In Qingyun City, who didn't know Young Miss Mo Yu, the tyrant of Qingyun City? She could make people retreat in fear, could stop children from crying, she was a legend, cough cough...

However, the Young Miss's legend seemed to come to a halt at one place, where Xiaoyao's music could be clearly heard. Even though her reputation could make people clear a path, no matter how hard they tried ahead, there wasn't the slightest gap. And even if there were, those people were completely absorbed and wouldn't hear anything at all.

The Young Miss wanted to advance further but really had no way. She considered whether to fly over, this was quite easy for them to do. Although the rooftops nearby were also full of people, she thought she could kick down a few to make space.

However, at this moment, she didn't seem to want to do this. Here, they could hear the music. With their hearing ability, as long as they listened carefully, even being a bit on the outskirts, they could hear clearly.

Being here versus being a bit more inside actually made no difference. Most importantly, this music made the Young Miss abandon some violent thoughts, feeling that standing here quietly listening was quite nice.

Of course, they still used their internal energy slightly to create a vacuum zone around them, otherwise, being squeezed by people wouldn't be comfortable. Because of this, a strange phenomenon appeared here: compared to the crowding nearby, their space seemed particularly spacious.

"This feeling is so familiar." After listening for a while, the Young Miss spoke, with a trace of confusion in her tone about why she felt familiar and where exactly this familiarity came from.

"Are you trying to show off? Do you even understand this? Don't think saying you're familiar can hide the fact that you can't appreciate it," Nangong Suxin said disdainfully at this moment.

The Young Miss was about to retort, but someone else spoke first, which made her feel very comfortable, as if she had eaten honey. The only person who could make her feel this way was Nangong Su.

Nangong Su shook her head and said, "No, it is indeed somewhat familiar. Mo Yu is right."

"What's familiar, the melody?" Nangong Suxin was also listening. She had heard this piece before, so she thought what they meant was this.

"No, not the melody, the feeling. Although this melody is 'Laughing at the Vast Sea,' which I've tried to play before but failed, I haven't mastered that technique yet. I've been practicing recently." Nangong Su said. She had naturally heard about this old man's situation when she came here. Even if she hadn't heard about it, she would have seen these instruments when browsing the night market with the Young Miss and would definitely have encountered "Laughing at the Vast Sea."

"Even you haven't mastered it, yet this person can?" The Young Miss was somewhat surprised. In her eyes, Nangong Su was the strongest talented woman, proficient in music, no worse than any musical master.

"Yes, this person can, and completed it perfectly. The technique he possesses is something I cannot achieve, I can only look up to him." Nangong Su nodded in response. Although she was speaking, most of her attention was still immersed in the music.

With the cultivation of these three, whether in civil or martial arts, their mental states were far superior to ordinary people. They could multitask, even though Xiaoyao's music made them immersed, they could still do other things.

"It's just, why do I feel this feeling is very familiar? This feeling in the sound, not the melody itself, but that feeling within the musical sound..." Nangong Su murmured.

"Right, why have this feeling? It's not strange for you to have it, but it's a bit strange for me to have it." The Young Miss nodded. She hadn't been exposed to much music, unlike Nangong Su. Nangong Su might have coincidentally heard this person's music before, but she wouldn't have.

"Wait a minute." The Young Miss seemed to remember something. "The only person I've seen who's stronger than you is—"

"The little servant?." At this moment, Nangong Suxin also remembered. The only person who could be familiar to all of them and yet be slightly stronger than Nangong Su was that little servant.

"Right, it's that little rascal. When did he come back?" The Young Miss could be certain that the person making this music was Xiaoyao, because when she thought of Xiaoyao, she immediately understood why she had this familiar feeling.

This feeling, she had experienced it with Xiaoyao before.

"Yes, it's Xiaoyao. This is his feeling. Moreover, his attainment in music is stronger than anyone I've ever seen. It's not impossible for him to play this piece." Nangong Su said.

"Right, he just knows all these miscellaneous things. Should we go over now?" The Young Miss asked. Actually, she originally wanted to rush over directly, but she didn't want to disturb Xiaoyao's performance, not because she feared public outrage, since as Qingyun City's tyrant, she obviously wasn't afraid of that.

The Young Miss just didn't want to disturb Xiaoyao, for that reason alone.

"No, let's wait until he finishes before talking. Don't interrupt him." Nangong Su immediately said.

"Mm, let's talk after he finishes. Speaking of which, why did this little servant suddenly appear here? Didn't he say he was going to roam the martial world? Logically, he shouldn't come here," Nangong Suxin said somewhat puzzled.

"Why couldn't he? Roaming the martial world, isn't it the same wherever he goes." The Young Miss said dismissively.

"You're really stupid. If he wants to roam the martial world to gain experience, of course he'd go to places he's never been. This is Qingyun City, he lived here for twenty years and knows it better than anywhere. How would he gain experience here." Nangong Suxin replied irritably. Sometimes this Young Miss was just lazy, lazy about thinking, especially now that she had Third Sister, she was even lazier.

"That makes sense too. Then why would he come back?" The Young Miss asked, truly lazy to the core.

"He must have a reason for coming here. He wouldn't come back specifically just to look around." Nangong Suxin replied.

"What reason?" The Young Miss continued asking.

Nangong Suxin rolled her eyes at the Young Miss and said irritably, "If I knew, I would have said it directly. We'd have to ask the little servant himself." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel⚑fire.net

"So you don't know. I thought you knew everything. Don't pretend to know everything when you don't." The Young Miss mocked.

"Stop arguing. Listen carefully. This is a rare opportunity. Xiaoyao won't specially perform for anyone. The chances to hear this are very, very few. Don't miss it." Nangong Su intervened.

So the three girls didn't prepare to appear before Xiaoyao, but stayed in the crowd as audience members, like everyone else, quietly listening.

If they appeared, Xiaoyao would definitely stop performing and call it quits. He had already taken quite a few instruments, that was enough. There was no need to take them all.

However, if no one disturbed him, he would definitely continue...

Everyone also hoped Xiaoyao could continue, even hoped he could continue forever and ever. They felt their souls had received unprecedented elevation. This was a moment they would never forget in their lifetime, a moment they would treasure forever, would reminisce about, would boast about to others...

However, this moment would ultimately end. Xiaoyao couldn't continue forever, even if he had the time, he wouldn't have such leisure.

"Good, very good, excellent, extremely excellent."

After Xiaoyao finished, it was a long time before someone made a sound, and this voice came from the old man, who gave an evaluation he had never given before.

After the old man spoke, others also came to their senses and began applauding and cheering. Suddenly the sound echoed throughout Qingyun City's night, making some uninformed people think something major had happened, causing some misunderstandings.

Some conflicts even arose because of this. The biggest was between two empire representatives who had come for the conference, they thought others were taking the opportunity to ambush them, and by coincidence, a conflict broke out.

"Now I can buy these instruments, right." Xiaoyao asked.

"Yes, of course. But I have something I need you to help with..." As the old man was speaking, he discovered Xiaoyao wasn't paying attention to him at all, but was counting silver coins there.

"Young brother, did you hear what I said? If you help me with this matter, I'll give you all these instruments," the old man said in a very friendly tone.

Xiaoyao still didn't change his actions. He finished counting the silver and handed it to the old man, then said, "Here's the silver for the instruments. These instruments belong to me. Also, I heard what you said, I'm not deaf. But if I can buy something with this silver, why would I do troublesome things?"

"..." The old man fell silent. Right, if a problem could be solved with money, why use other methods?

"Hehe, I'm getting confused in my old age. Sorry, I was a bit anxious. I wanted you to help me with something very simple that only you can do," the old man said again.

"Sorry, I still have important things to do. I'm afraid I can't help you." Xiaoyao shook his head, refusing quite decisively.