Chapter 85: Learning the Qin with Tang Yuehua! Disciple Conflict!
Yu Xiaolie stood in the courtyard, looking at Tang Yuehua at the threshold, and his mood immediately brightened.
He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said politely:
"I'm sorry, Miss Yuehua, something came up tonight and I'm late."
But Tang Yuehua did not let Yu Xiaolie off the hook. She pouted slightly and let out a soft hum from her nose.
"Hmph, who wants to see you? I'm waiting for the dragon cub."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie was delighted and released his martial spirit.
A flash of purple light appeared before Tang Yuehua, and a plump figure materialized in front of her.
The moment the dragon cub appeared, it glanced at Yu Xiaolie, then at Tang Yuehua.
They seemed to understand the current situation.
She threw herself into Tang Yuehua's arms, rubbing against her as if she were being affectionate.
"So cute."
Tang Yuehua gently held the dragon cub in her arms, feeling its chubby body.
And the little dragon was quite clever, immediately making Tang Yuehua laugh.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaolie walked closer and smiled faintly.
"If the little dragon makes you happy, it's the same as me making you happy. Can you stop being angry now?"
"snort."
Tang Yuehua let out a soft snort, looked up and pretended to be angry, giving Yu Xiaolie a sidelong glance.
However, Tang Yuehua held back in the end, her cheeks twitching slightly, like a young girl's hesitation.
"You're so glib. Fine, I'll forgive you for now."
Tang Yuehua's generosity and poise made Yu Xiaolie feel very comfortable and at ease.
A woman like her, who is knowledgeable, reasonable, interesting, and gentle, is truly rare.
Yu Xiaolie simply watched Tang Yuehua play with the dragon cub with a leisurely smile.
After a long silence, Tang Yuehua finally looked at Yu Xiaolie again and asked, "Can you play the zither?"
Yu Xiaolie shook his head.
"Come with me."
Tang Yuehua stood up, gently put the dragon cub down, walked to a dark stone table in the courtyard, and sat down in front of the zither.
The guqin is entirely black, with exquisite patterns carved on its body, like a myriad of flowers in bloom, which are not noticeable unless you look closely.
Then, Tang Yuehua's ten fingers fell, her movements unhurried, and a melody flowed from her fingertips like water.
What followed was a peaceful and melodious tune, like a clear spring flowing through Yu Xiaolie's heart.
He closed his eyes and listened carefully; the beautiful melody touched his heartstrings and made him feel much more relaxed.
My mind felt somewhat blank.
The nerves that seemed to be constantly on edge, and the murderous intent that could erupt at any moment in the far north, were now slowly subsiding.
My heart has returned to a long-lost peace.
The music abruptly ended, leaving the listener wanting more.
"It sounds nice, but... why did you stop playing?"
Upon hearing the music abruptly stop, Yu Xiaolie couldn't help but ask a question.
Tang Yuehua patted the stone bench beside her and said, "Come here."
"good."
Yu Xiaolie was somewhat surprised, but still readily complied.
If the girl there is so open and honest, then I should be even more so.
"Let me tell you, the zither has five notes, namely Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu..."
After Yu Xiaolie sat down, Tang Yuehua spoke softly to him about some music theory.
Her voice was also unhurried and gentle, and Yu Xiaolie felt relaxed all over by listening to her girlish tone.
Actually, being with Tang Yuehua helps one learn to restrain their murderous instincts.
More importantly, Tang Yuehua was pleasing to the eye, and being with her improved one's mood.
Then, the bloodlust and the like will naturally be easier to control.
Before I knew it, it was already late at night.
"Oh, it's so late. Did I disturb your rest?"
Yu Xiaolie looked up and realized that the moonlight was almost gone.
If we wait another hour, it will probably be dawn.
"It's nothing, I'm the one who kept bothering you with these things."
Tang Yuehua smiled, "Then you must come again tomorrow night. Music theory learning can't be interrupted!"
Yu Xiaolie nodded and said with a faint smile, "Okay, see you tomorrow night."
After saying that, he grabbed the dragon cub who was sleeping on Tang Yuehua's lap and walked out.
Tang Yuehua waved to Yu Xiaolie, then picked up her zither and watched Yu Xiaolie leave the courtyard.
Then he turned around and walked briskly back to his room.
...
The next day, around noon.
What's that noise?
Yu Xiaolie was meditating in his room when he suddenly noticed a commotion outside the door.
So he got up and peeked outside through the crack in the door.
Outside, a conflict had broken out between a group of inner and outer disciples, led by Yang Cheng and Yang Xian respectively.
Why should we give it all to you?
"According to the sect rules, half of the carcass of the soul beasts hunted by us outer disciples belongs to us!"
"Heh, you're going to talk to me about the clan rules, huh? Don't forget, the Breaking Clan also has rules: clan resources should be prioritized for training the Soul-Breaking Spear. Why don't you mention that?"
Yang Xian glanced coldly at Yang Cheng, his face full of disdain. "An outsider disciple who has been hiding outside for three years and dares not return to the sect. I can take his things, so what?"
"Yang Xian, you've gone too far!"
Yang Cheng's face turned ashen instantly. He could no longer bear it and released his martial spirit!
"Behold my red-tasseled spear!"
With a low shout, his soul power surged forth, and the Red Tassel Spear of his martial soul appeared in his hand, pointing at the group of inner disciples with a menacing aura.
"Oh, I didn't expect you, you piece of trash, to actually be tough today. You even dare to release your martial spirit. Want to fight me?"
In Yang Xian's hand, he also unleashed his martial spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear.
"break!"
Yang Xian took the initiative. As soon as he released his martial soul, the fourth soul ring on his back suddenly lit up. In an instant, Yang Xian's aura suddenly soared, and he rushed towards Yang Cheng.
"break!"
Yang Cheng immediately retaliated, his Red Tassel Spear's soul skill being extremely similar to the Soul-Breaking Spear.
However, the quality of his Red Tassel Spear's martial spirit was clearly weaker than Yang Xian's Soul-Breaking Spear.
"boom!"
The moment the spearheads collided, a tremendous force passed through the red-tasseled spear and reached Yang Cheng's body. The strong penetrating force sent him flying backward instantly.
The soul power accompanying this spear is very strong; once it breaks through, Yang Cheng will likely suffer internal injuries.
However, Yang Xian did not stop his actions. He pressed his advantage and continued to stab Yang Cheng.
They went straight for the vital points, not stopping until they were severely injured.
"not good!"
Just then, a figure that looked like a pig but wasn't quite a pig rushed out.
The impact knocked Yang Xian off balance, causing his shot to miss its mark.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Yang Xian was furious. He looked at the object and saw that it was a fat lump of flesh.
"Where did this wretch, worse than a pig or a dog, come from?"
Yang Xian scolded him.
"Tomorrow is the day of the competition. Why did you break your promise and suddenly launch an attack today, seriously injuring Yang Cheng?"
Yu Xiaolie then came out, looking at Yang Xian with an unfriendly expression.
Upon discovering that this dog-like martial spirit actually belonged to Yu Xiaolie, the inner disciples' surprise immediately turned into contempt, and they couldn't help but laugh.
The outer disciples were also stunned. Was this all Yu Xiaolie's martial soul was?
"Get this straight, this is the territory of the Broken Clan. I'm in charge here."
Yang Xian looked at Yu Xiaolie with an arrogant and domineering air.
"Since that's the case, there's no need to wait until tomorrow. Let's settle this with a single battle today."
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