Look, another serene morning perfect for meditation, but Yun Sheng was interrupted by a flute melody and had to step outside.
"Emperor’s Song," Yun Sheng was no fool; since Yuan Bupo played the flute daily, she simply let him play the last three Chapters of the Emperor’s Song.
Yun Canglang had only taught Yun Sheng the first three Chapters of Emperor’s Song before.
Yun Canglang and Yuan Shahu had secretly pledged their lives to each other, but with her cautious nature, Yuan Shahu dared not teach the last three Chapters, held by the Yuan Family, to Yun Canglang.
When Yun Sheng expressed a desire to hear the later Chapters of Emperor’s Song, Yuan Bupo found himself in a difficult position.
Scratching his head and sneaking a glance at Yun Sheng, he saw her in the early morning, looking as fresh as dew, absolutely stunning.
"The Emperor’s Song should not be divulged unless, unless you too are from Dihong City," Yuan Bupo stammered, speaking rather diplomatically.
If those same words were uttered by Ye Huli, the meaning would certainly twist distastefully, likely he would say in a darkly domineering tone: "You can listen, if you become my woman."
Yun Sheng curled her lips and turned away.
She truly had no interest in Dihong City.
Yuan Bupo thought she was angry and quickly blocked her way, his handsome face flushing a dawn-like red.
"Fine, I’m scared of you. I’ll play, but just this once," unlike with other women, Yuan Bupo could be cold, but he couldn’t bring himself to be hard-hearted towards Yun Sheng.
"Once is enough," said Yun Sheng cunningly.
Yuan Bupo could never have imagined that Yun Sheng’s memory was extraordinary; the Emperor’s Song, incomprehensible and impossible to remember in one sitting for others, she could commit to memory after listening just once.
And indeed, Yuan Bupo played the Emperor’s Song.
This ancient, renowned melody, mournful and choking, each Chapter distinct from the others, creating vastly different effects.
In the inn, Xuan Meimei’s face changed suddenly upon hearing the flute music.
She hurried to the courtyard and saw Yuan Bupo, tall and slender, standing beside Yun Sheng, gazing affectionately at her, his eyes filled with only her image.
Yun Sheng, however, leaned lazily on her elbows at a nearby stone table, listening to the music.
Brother Bu Po is actually playing the last three Chapters of Emperor Hong Pavilion’s song for an outsider?
I must tell my father about this; anyone from outside Dihong City who learns the Emperor’s Song can only face death!
Yun Sheng, don’t be too proud. Once I find the Life Water, your end will come.
Stomping her feet, Xuan Meimei ran off.
After listening to the last three Chapters of Emperor’s Song, Yun Sheng quickly sent Yuan Bupo away and locked herself in to record the fourth to sixth Chapters of Emperor’s Song.
Yun Sheng always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Emperor’s Song.
It seemed that Emperor’s Song and the Yan Family’s inherited Cultivation Techniques were naturally complementary.
Yun Sheng’s current cultivation status was impressive, having broken through to the Fourth Level with the Family Inheritance Technique, the Marrow Jade Technique, the Third Level with Shennong’s Eyes, the Third Level with Yanling’s Hand, with a Summoner Level of Witch Summoner, and as a Mage at the level of Magic Master.
This rapid progress in strength was astounding, partly due to fortune, but a larger part because of Yun Sheng’s hard work and the foundations laid in her two lifetimes.
Recently, however, she discovered that her progress in the family’s Cultivation Techniques had slowed down.
It seemed she had reached a bottleneck.
If she continues , I’m afraid she won’t be able to reach the supreme realm of Shennong Ancestor Yan Emperor in the future.
Since she learned meditation, she hardly ever sleeps; given any time, she would visit the Royal Magic Academy to comprehend magic through the Magic Tower.
But she found that there are simply too many experts on the Wuji Continent; if it weren’t for her Summoning Demon Beast and Rich Man Gold, she would have been in far more jeopardy on several occasions.
So after discovering that Emperor’s Song might help her achieve a breakthrough in her cultivation technique, Yun Sheng never neglected it.
Emperor’s Song is said to have nine Chapters, and today Yuan Bupo played the fourth, fifth, and sixth. As for the last three Chapters, it is said that only those from Dihong City who have entered the legendary Emperor’s Tomb may have a chance to obtain them.
Even Xuan Sitian, the City Lord of Dihong City, only managed to obtain two Chapters of Emperor’s Song by luck when he entered the Emperor’s Tomb.
Yun Sheng reviewed the Chapters she had acquired and realized that she truly didn’t understand the music theory.
She couldn’t directly ask Yuan Bupo, so after much thought, she figured there was only one person to ask—Ye Beiming.
Ye Beiming was training when suddenly, a strange sensation flashed through his mind, and he burst into laughter.
The telepathic communication between Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming is also quite interesting.
In some ways, it’s like modern online communication tools.
Their thoughts are like the internet, and resonance is like being online on QQ.
If Yun Sheng isn’t in the mood, even if Ye Beiming tries to contact her a million times, at best he’s just lurking in the shadows.
But as soon as Yun Sheng contacts Ye Beiming, he immediately becomes lively and animated.
Ye Beiming is somewhat dissatisfied with this situation, and yet he can do nothing about Yun Sheng. As Cheng Bai says, Yun Sheng is his destined nemesis.
"Little Wildcat, you must be thinking of this Prince."
"Ye Beiming, I’ve obtained the last three Chapters of Emperor’s Song, but there are some parts of the music ceremony that I don’t understand. Help me take a look," Yun Sheng hadn’t seen Ye Beiming for a long time, and the image of Ye Beiming’s extremely charming face appeared in her mind.
After not seeing him for a while, Ye Beiming seems to have become... um, even more handsome.
Yay, Yun Sheng noticed, could this fox have turned over a new leaf? He was wearing training clothes, and his sweaty forehead glistened.
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Every time she met him, she never saw him train; whenever he saw her, he was always hugging and holding, always preferring to sit rather than stand, to lie down rather than sit.
But today, he was actually training?
Sweat soaked through his clothes, clinging to his body, outlining his firm yet not overly exaggerated muscles, his slim waistline, and his long legs and perky buttocks, exuding an air that was very tempting to commit crimes.
Yun Sheng felt her face heat up, almost breaking the telepathic connection with Ye Beiming.
Perhaps noticing Yun Sheng’s reaction, Ye Beiming lowered his voice and chuckled softly, a hint of pride in his voice.
But suddenly, as if remembering something, his eyebrows furrowed, "The last few Chapters of Emperor’s Song are supposed to be secret. How did you get them? Don’t tell me, besides being a Divine Doctor, you’ve also become a Divine Thief on the side."
"What nonsense are you talking about? It’s Yuan Bupo who played it for me, and I memorized it all in one go," in front of Ye Beiming, Yun Sheng had no need to hide anything. Because of their Magic Soul connection, Yun Sheng always felt Ye Beiming could see through her at any moment.
Yuan Bupo, a member of the Yuan Family from Emperor Hong City.
"Yuan Bupo? A man?" Ye Beiming’s voice grew lower.
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