Zither Emperor Chapter 859 Chapter 274 Academy Warmth Part 2

859: Chapter 274: Academy Warmth (Part 2) 859: Chapter 274: Academy Warmth (Part 2) The tension gradually dissipated, and though Ye Yinzhu couldn’t directly teach the apprentices the specifics of cultivation, he could share his own experiences.

It was well-known that Ye Yinzhu’s cultivation path was almost devoid of any detours.

“Senior, can we see your strength?”

Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly and said, “I will be leaving the academy tomorrow morning, and today, all I can teach you is just this.

Finally, I shall express my gratitude to everyone with a piece of zither music.”

A milky-white halo silently emanated from his chest.

As Ye Yinzhu raised his hands, the milky glow instantly suffused them.

A surge representative of the Super Divine Artifact burst forth, an invisible wave of energy making everyone, including Dean Fergerson, widen their eyes in amazement.

Without taking out the Super Divine Artifact Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither, Ye Yinzhu’s cream-tinted hands gently waved through the void, instantly sending seven beams of milky-white light skyrocketing.

In the blink of an eye, they had detached from his body and floated midair.

With no pretense, Ye Yinzhu had already flown from the podium.

His ascent wasn’t swift, as if something were supporting him from beneath.

The closest academy teachers could faintly see a circle of transparent, ripple-like glow around Ye Yinzhu, and the next moment, he was in the air.

Exclamations rippled through the crowd.

Most of these apprentices were still familiar only with the Rainbow-grade when it came to understanding strength.

To them, the sight of Ye Yinzhu lifting into the air without any visible aura was absolutely unimaginable.

The seven milky-white beams of light stretched across the midair, each separated by more than a meter.

As Ye Yinzhu flew towards them, stopping ten meters away, his body came to a halt.

He raised his hands and with a gentle motion in the void, the sound of a zither arose before anyone understood what he was intending to do.

Those aerial milky beams gently trembled under the harmonious movements of his hands.

At that moment, the air between heaven and earth had bee the soundbox of his ancient zither, and those seven beams were its strings.

There were no Yueshan, no Zither Insignias, just those seven strands of light forming the strings, yet the exquisite zither music appeared as such, spreading throughout Plaza One and even throughout the entire Milan Magic Martial Academy.

The clear and melodious overtones painted an obscure and charming scene of lakes and mountains, with full and evenly balanced notes, clear and tender, echoing in the space, creating a rich and delicate spatial sonority.

At that moment, everyone’s hearts seemed to float into the air, entering the clouds, the harmonious melody soothing every person’s innermost peaceful side, as excitement gradually calmed.

In their eyes, ears, and hearts, there remained only the gentle sounds of the ancient zither.

The only one still lucid amidst this melodic charm was the Spiritual Attribute master, Dean Fergerson, who wore a slight smile.

He thought to himself that indeed, the number of students signing up for the Divine Music Department next year would likely increase immensely.

Ye Yinzhu, you have given me so many surprises.

This was a piece of “Xiaoxiang Water Cloud,” not possessing great power in itself, but when played by Ye Yinzhu, even without a real ancient zither, the beautiful melody still affected everyone.

His face smiled, controlling the trembling of those seven beams of light, the deep, tranquil, and mellow timbres, and the ambiance, were fully expressed and explored.

The subtle lyricism and peaceful narrative showcased the enchanting beauty of the Xiao and Xiang landscapes.

It felt as though everyone was no longer in the academy, but had entered another marvelous world.

The melody of the zither suddenly changed, from the previous gentleness to a spirited rise, with large variances of chromatics interspersed with continuous open string sounds and fast-paced rhythms, creating a “waves and clouds surging” momentum, turbulent like the successive waves, representing an emotional pivot.

The sound of the zither was both loose and tight, adequately slack and taut, up and down in rhythm, just right like intense emotions, like a speechless narrative…

The zither melody shifted again, like a fantasy, like an aspiration: atop Tall Mountain, looking over the grand mountains and rivers, encountering towering mountains brushing the clouds, cliffs standing thousands of feet tall.

The apprentices of Milan, with concentrated spirits and attentive minds, savored this wonderful melody, seemingly afraid to miss even the smallest sound.

They had forgotten where they were; such tranquility, so serene, deeply impacting their souls.

The zither melody softened once again, every note gently smoothing the previous agitation; all became harmonious again, as if even the sunlight’s intensity softened considerably.

“Clear and clean over seven strings, quietly listening to the cold pine wind.

Although the ancient tune is loved by myself, today not many play it.”

The white light faded, the figure vanished.

While the apprentices were still immersed in the lingering melody, the figure in the air had quietly departed.

This lesson by Ye Yinzhu, like the deepest imprint, was forever branded on the hearts of these apprentices today, who would also bee the foundation for the future strength of the Milan Empire.

This was beyond even what Ye Yinzhu had anticipated.

Along with Ye Yinzhu, Dean Fergerson also vanished, and by the time the students in the square were still marveled, the mentor and disciple had already arrived at Fergerson’s office in the high tower.

“Teacher, Milan is still thriving,” Ye Yinzhu said with a smile, sitting across from Fergerson.

Fergerson said, “It’s a pity that it’s no longer possible to see the brilliance of generations like yours.

Your generation was the most outstanding in the history of the academy, known as the Golden Generation.

Not just you, but also Oliveira, Nesta, and other excellent students—apart from you and Oliveira, the others have all taken up roles in the military or government, achieving remarkable success.”

Recalling the past, a knowing smile appeared in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen them; I wonder what they’ve bee.

Oh, by the way, Teacher, is Granny Nina still working at the school?”

Fergerson shook his head and said, “Ever since the war broke out, Director Nina has been running about for the country and hasn’t returned.

She should be in the Imperial Palace.”

Thinking back to Nina’s harsh words before she left Qin City, Ye Yinzhu felt somewhat unfortable.

What exactly was wrong with Granny Nina?

Had he done something to upset her?

However, Ye Yinzhu didn’t discuss this issue with Fergerson at length.

The mentor and disciple talked throughout the afternoon, mostly with Fergerson asking about Ye Yinzhu’s recent experiences, which Ye Yinzhu did not conceal much, sharing his experiences during their casual conversation.

Time passed quickly, and before long, the sun was setting.

The Milan Imperial Palace sent someone to invite Ye Yinzhu and his wives, along with Dean Fergerson, to a banquet at the palace.

Ye Yinzhu instructed the Qin City generals to stay stationed at the academy and set off with his two wives and Dean Fergerson in the luxurious carriage sent by the Imperial Palace, heading for Milan City, the capital of the Milan Empire.

The carriage was extremely luxurious, easily acmodating more than ten people and even carrying a faint fragrance that was pleasant to the senses.

Ye Yinzhu pulled back the carriage curtain, feeling somewhat saddened.

Despite having the ability of Unity of Heaven and Man, that could never replace his eyesight, and how he wished he could see this familiar road!

Regrettably, it had bee a luxury he could not afford.

Perhaps sensing the change in Ye Yinzhu’s heart, Sura moved closer and took his hand.

Though she said nothing, her gentle apology quickly brought Ye Yinzhu back to his senses.

The dejection faded, and a smile returned to his handsome face.

pared to what he had lost, hadn’t he gained much more?

It took only a short time to travel from the Milan Magic Martial Academy to Milan City.

To facilitate Ye Yinzhu’s arrival, the city gates were already wide open, with royal guards escorting the carriage directly towards the Imperial Palace without any obstacles.

To the moners, it must have seemed a significant figure was present, yet the Milan Empire concealed it well and did not reveal Ye Yinzhu’s identity.

After all, the sensation that the new Master of the Dark Tower could cause was easily enough to incite unrest.

Upon reaching the Imperial Palace, Prince Feschera was already waiting outside.

The palace gates were wide open—a privilege normally reserved only for Emperor Silvio.

Yet, after this decision was made, not a single person in the entire Milan Empire opposed it.

It was clear what status Ye Yinzhu had achieved in the hearts of the Milanese.

Although Emperor Silvio had ordered that the carriage could drive directly into the Imperial Palace, out of respect for the Milan Royal Family, Ye Yinzhu instructed the carriage to stop right outside the palace gates.

Though his status was now different, for Ye Yinzhu, who had grown up practicing the ancient zither, remaining unflustered was no challenge at all.

Guided personally by Feschera, the group proceeded along the grand avenue towards the interior of the palace.

Ye Yinzhu walked with his arms linked with those of his two wives, a few steps ahead of Dean Fergerson.

While others entered the Imperial Palace feeling suppressed or anxious, he felt pletely at ease.

For Ye Yinzhu, other than the unknown Abyssal Plane, there was nothing left that could trouble him.

Qin City’s status had stabilized, and under Zi’s rule, the Northernmost Wilderness had bee a strong rear for Qin City; both his wives were by his side, and Sura was even expecting his child.(To be continued.

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