"I am not important...what is important, is that I would like to invite you to listen to a grand concert together... I hope you would do me the honor." The elegant woman’s voice was calm and unhurried.
Fang Yu leisurely walked forward, arriving beside the elegant woman.
Just now, upon seeing her silhouette from behind, Fang Yu suspected that this tall woman was the same one from his phone earlier.
Approaching her, he slightly turned his head and saw her face.
He was taken aback.
It was a cold, exquisitely beautiful face.
A face that was not inferior to Ye Wenjun’s.
A woman’s beauty is not just about her figure, facial features, and other aspects of appearance. It also encompasses her demeanor... Demeanor is reflected not only in clothing and taste but also in expressions, posture, and the tone of speech.
Before this, Fang Yu had always thought that there was nobody in this world who could surpass Ye Wenjun.
Ye Wenjun’s pride, her aloof demeanor, and elegantly nurtured airs were the most distinguished among women. But unexpectedly...
Today, upon meeting this woman, she stirred his soul.
"A concert?" Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, staring ahead.
"My first time listening was incredibly delightful. Suddenly, enjoying this alone felt like a terrible waste, so I took the liberty of inviting you," the elegant woman said lightly.
Although Fang Yu felt her power, he also realized that she bore no malice.
In fact, she was emitting signals of friendship.
Fang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Sure... With a beautiful time and mirage-like scenes, accompanied by a beautiful woman, what man could resist?"
It’s an odd coincidence.
A taxi stopped beside the two.
Driver leaned his head out and asked, "Need a ride?"
The elegant woman, extending her hand, said softly, "Sir, please."
Fang Yu didn’t refuse and got into the car.
...
In Jiangzhou, outside a music venue.
The elegant woman glanced up at the grand venue.
Fang Yu stood right beside her.
"The wisdom of humanity... it seems to have no limits," the elegant woman said inexplicably.
"Yes..." Fang Yu responded.
"Sir, don’t you think that human wisdom is often misused?" the elegant woman asked.
"Why do you say that?"
"In recent days, I’ve seen bustling traffic, colorful lights, and tasted the treats of the human world... However, I’ve also seen modern constables releasing hidden weapons on me. I’m curious, they can create so many miraculous and incomprehensible things, why don’t they have powerful weapons? And these constables, they are really too weak, as frail as ants."
Her statement was calm and balanced.
As if stating a fact.
Hearing this.
Fang Yu pondered silently. This woman is indeed a powerful cultivator, perhaps much like the Ice God Xie Daoyun, who hasn’t touched the modern world for years and thus has such insights once stepping out of the mountains.
"That’s not quite right."
"Oh? Mr. Fang, what is your profound view?"
"In modern cities, human wisdom is applied to all aspects of life. You just mentioned weapons, let me ask you a question... What is the purpose of life?"
Hearing this question.
The elegant woman was stunned.
She had never thought about this kind of question.
"Sir, please enlighten me."
Fang Yu said lightly: "Isn’t living supposed to be about having a better life? People in modern cities are already very happy. They don’t have cultivators killing each other, no brutal sword fights! They don’t live in constant fear for their souls being taken... I digress." Fang Yu coughed and then smiled, "In fact, human weapons are not limited to those hidden weapons. They possess many more powerful things, but they fear the terrible consequences and won’t use them lightly."
The elegant woman was taken aback.
"For instance, nuclear weapons... Just over sixty years ago, one nuclear bomb could obliterate an entire city in a flash. In the Eastern part of Huaxia, Japan faced two nuclear attacks... a wasteland where not a blade of grass grew, hundreds of thousands perished in the blast, and even for decades after, not a blade of grass grew, human presence was scarce, devoid of any signs of life, even reproduction became an issue."
Hearing this,
The elegant woman furrowed her brows.
"Really?"
"Of course, that’s why I deeply respect life. Humans, being the most intelligent among living beings, are terrifying in their wisdom, destined not to be weak," Fang Yu stated.
"What you say is very true."
The two entered the venue.
They casually found a secluded corner to sit down.
Elegant and pleasing music was resonating throughout the entire hall.
After sitting down, Fang Yu sighed and said, "Actually, you could have just bought a ticket to enter."
The elegant woman looked ahead, watching the orchestra play the music, and said, "Hmm."
She actually hummed in response.
Fang Yu saw the staff at the entrance, bruised and battered, and even without stopping them, he knew the situation.
Also...
The news of this woman’s rampant actions was spreading particularly fast on the Internet.
Every time someone came to capture her, she would vanish without a trace.
Who would dare provoke her?
Music pervaded the venue.
At a lull in the music, Fang Yu finally spoke up and asked, "Tell me, your name."
The elegant woman lightly replied, "Nangong Ziwei."
Upon hearing these four words, Fang Yu experienced an inexplicable heartbeat, yet he couldn’t catch any memory...
Yes, the elegant woman’s name was Nangong Ziwei.
Tiandu Mountain... Empress Ziwei.
"Did you seek me out just to enjoy the music?" Fang Yu asked.
"Hearing of Mr. Fang’s great talent... Nangong Ziwei specifically wanted to meet Mr. Fang, so she took the liberty of intruding,"
Nangong Ziwei said this with her back straight and posture firm.
Fang Yu nodded and said, "Intruding is nothing to speak of, these days, many want to meet me. One more doesn’t make a difference, one less doesn’t matter."
"Mr. Fang, are you tired of those people?"
"Quite annoying, like buzzing flies," Fang Yu stated.
"If Mr. Fang dislikes those people, one day I can make them disappear."
"Make them disappear?" Fang Yu was startled, "It’s said that the Seventy-two Sects are under the Five Great Divine Palaces, and the Hall Masters of the Divine Halls are all at the Supreme Heavenly Rank. Making them disappear, I’m afraid, would be quite difficult."
The music again suddenly reached a climactic section.
"I want to ask Mr. Fang a question."
"Go ahead and ask."
"Why don’t you agree to them? With your talents, your future is boundless. Whether it’s the Seventy-two Sects or the Five Great Divine Palaces, in the end, they represent the righteous path," Nangong Ziwei lightly said.
"The righteous path?"
Fang Yu laughed and said, "I think, I’ve guessed your identity."
"Mr. Fang, indeed, has extraordinary intelligence."
As Nangong Ziwei finished speaking, she slowly stood up.
She suddenly felt, this music was a bit noisy, preventing her from having a quiet conversation with Fang Yu—
Nangong Ziwei suddenly used her powerful Inner Essence, spreading her voice out, loudly saying, "I give you three minutes to disappear from my sight. Otherwise—"
With a sweeping motion of her hands forward.
The vacant seats instantly swept up, overwhelmingly crushing towards the front!