Listening to the sound of the qin, it was pleasant and comfortable, as if a stream was gently flowing through the heart, nourishing everything.
The spring rain perated the air; although it was only a sound, it could make one visualize scenes, even feeling as though placed within the world manifested from the music.
This could only be achieved when the qin music reached a certain level, allowing the player to share her inner world with the listener.
Listening to the qin, Xu Zii felt his heart beco extrely peaceful.
The corridor was very tranquil, with vermilion-colored columns on both sides.
Straight ahead at the end of the corridor, a pavilion appeared.
At this mont, a woman was standing in the pavilion, looking at Micro Water Lake on the other side.
A curtain hung at the entrance of the pavilion.
The curtain was made of fine beads strung together, adorned with wind chis of various colors.
With the breeze coming from afar, stirring the ripples on the lake’s surface, the wind chis rang with a "ting-a-ling" sound.
"Young Master Xu, it’s right here.
I’ll take my leave first," the woman looked toward Xu Zii and smiled.
She bowed slightly and gracefully took her leave.
Xu Zii walked straight ahead and used his hand to lift the beaded curtain of the wind chis.
The pavilion wasn’t too large, a harp was placed directly in front of him.
A woman wearing a white lotus long dress stood with her back to the entrance, at the edge of the pavilion.
Her deanor was elegant, standing there quietly.
Her long dress was majestic and slender, blooming like a lotus.
Like a lotus unfolding atop another lotus.
Her slender waist was graceful and charming.
Looking up, her fair neck was as pure white as real snow.
Her flaxen hair cascaded down her back, gently fluttering with the breeze.
At this mont, the sun was radiant, the spring light splendid, everything was just right.
Xu Zii sat by the table in the pavilion, pouring himself a cup of tea.
The tea was greenish-yellow, bitter with a hint of sweetness.
"I heard you understand astronomy and geography, knowing the affairs of the past thousand years," Xu Zii started the conversation.
"Young Master wishes to know what?" Miss Jing turned around, her smile radiant as if the February snow t warm sun, dispelling all clouds.
Only then did Xu Zii examine her features.
Her eyebrows were like verdant feathers, resembling willow leaves yet not quite, curving just right.
Her skin was as white as snow, as if washed with milk, smooth and tender, irresistibly making one want to touch and see.
Her teeth appeared like shells behind cherry lips tinted with cherry-colored lipstick, white and neatly aligned.
There was beauty in one person, gracefully sweet.
Xu Zii couldn’t help but think of a poem,
"Clouds want to be her dress and flowers want to adorn her, spring breeze caresses the railing enriching the dew’s intensity."
Clouds wished to be her clothing; flowers wanted to decorate her beauty.
The spring breeze swept over the railing, the dew nourishing the color of flowers even more.
In his life, Xu Zii had seen many beautiful won, Saintesses from various Holy Lands, none of which could compare to her.
It seed as if each of her features was just right, perfectly so.
One had to marvel that such perfection could exist in the world.
She had a faint fragrance about her, very subtle.
If you weren’t careful, you might not even notice it.
Yet, this fragrance seed to possess a kind of magic that once you slled it, you would crave it, unable to resist.
"What do you know?" Xu Zii countered.
Miss Jing slowly sat down, sitting opposite Xu Zii, her long dress spreading on the floor.
"The Young Master wants to know about his own life, or are you testing ?" Miss Jing smiled.
"Feel free to speak," Xu Zii nodded.
The path of destiny was very elusive; even those who delve into the River of Fate dare not claim they could grasp destiny.
Xu Zii also had the Chaos Pearl, which allowed him to co so close to destiny.
Otherwise, with his Divine Vein Realm, he would definitely not have had the opportunity to deal with destiny.
So he generally did not believe in the sayings about fate.
"Young Master was born in the True Martial Holy Sect, a place of prestigious identity.
But along the way, it seed that you relied on the Sect Gate, and it was you alone who moved forward.
Your love life is not going well, the person you love is unseeable, even though your hearts resonate, you still cannot be together."
Miss Jing gently tapped on the table and continued, "Young Master was born with his own mission.
This path is destined to lead to darkness."
Upon saying this, Miss Jing’s lips slightly parted, and she smiled as she spoke a single word.
"Demonic Skills."
Xu Zii slowly raised his head, and though it was only a few sentences, he was struck by amazent.
Those simple lines seed to encompass his entire life.
Xu Zii realized that in front of her, it seed like there was no secret he could keep.
Apart from his rebirth and creating his own world, nothing else seed to be secret anymore.
"I wonder if what Jing’er says is true?" Miss Jing asked with a smile.
"You indeed have so ability," Xu Zii nodded in response.
"Just so ability?" Miss Jing looked up, her beautiful eyes hopeful, her red lips slightly parted, lightly exhaling a fragrant breath.
That allure was indescribable.
"In fact, I wanted to ask about the Form Blood Beast," Xu Zii felt a bit uneasy and said.
"On such a lovely evening, is that all you want to talk about with ?" Miss Jing leaned on the edge of the pavilion.
Her figure was completely revealed, her slender legs resting on the chair of the pavilion.
"Then what do you want to do?" Xu Zii asked.
"I want the Young Master to be a beast for once," Miss Jing laughed.
She stood up, and her lotus long dress blossod.
She moved lightly, coming to the back of Xu Zii.
Her jade hand rested on Xu Zii’s shoulders, she slightly bent down, her mouth exhaling warm breath close to Xu Zii’s ear.
"People in this world, True Gentlen, Hypocrites, Villains, True Villains, they all exist.
I wonder which category Young Master belongs to?"
She chuckled, "I see Young Master takes good care of himself. Now your heart belongs to just one person.
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Or is Jing’er not appealing enough to move you?"
Xu Zii stared at her, silent for a long, long ti.
Then, he finally spoke a few words.
"I consider you a friend, and you think of seducing ?"
"Pfft," Miss Jing couldn’t hold back a laugh upon hearing Xu Zii’s words.
That laugh was like snow lting, all else paling in comparison.
Indeed, beauty made every action all the more alluring.
"Do you really have no other thoughts, Xu Zii?" Miss Jing continued.
"Just tell about the Form Blood Beast," Xu Zii spoke in a tranquil tone.
"Haven’t you already found a way, Young Master Xu? Why co to ask ?" Miss Jing said.
Xu Zii looked at her seriously.
"Have you been investigating ?"
"Many things cannot be learned through investigation; this is just Jing’er’s innate ability."
"I don’t believe it," Xu Zii shook his head slightly.
He had leapt out of the River of Fate; many things were simply not possible for others to understand.
"But that is the truth, whether Young Master believes it or not," Miss Jing smiled and replied.
"If that’s the case, then I’ll take my leave," Xu Zii stood up, ready to leave.
"Young Master," Miss Jing called out from behind.
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