Chapter Eleven: Playing a Tune for the Phoenix Seeking the Male Phoenix

  Under the gaze of that yellow-shirted middle-aged man, Ling Luo, Chen Kong, Mu Yi and others felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their hearts, the heavy pressure causing cold sweat to flow from their backs, even slightly moving their little fingers seemed extremely difficult.

  Everyone had a feeling that as long as the yellow-shirted middle-aged man in front of them made a move, they would absolutely not be stronger than Meng Feng and his men before, and the result would definitely only have one person being killed on the spot.

  Ling Luo and several others didn't dare move because they were afraid that if they weren't careful, they would suffer the same fate as Meng Feng.

  Just as several people were on the verge of collapse, the middle-aged man in yellow suddenly drew back his momentum, smiled slightly at everyone, and said: "The Ling Luo Feather of the Piaoxue Manor is not bad, not bad. I only knew that the Piaoxue Manor had Ling Luo Cloud before, but I didn't expect that apart from the Ling Luo Cloud, the Young Master of the Piaoxue Manor, there was also a Ling Luo Feather. Although you are replacing Ling Luo Cloud to come here, you do have the qualifications to enter this Tongxian Mausoleum."

  The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt nodded and said, "Since everyone who should be here has arrived, and those who should leave have left, let's officially start the grand feast now. After dinner, you will all enter the Tongxian Tomb. You are all among the best of the younger generation in the Mu State. I don't need to tell you about the rumors surrounding the Tongxian Tomb, do I? You all should be clear about it!"

  He paused for a moment, then the middle-aged man in yellow continued: "The rumor is indeed true. After entering this tomb of Tongxian, it's possible that more than half of you will be trapped inside forever, and it's also possible that all of you will stay inside, who knows!"

  When they heard what the middle-aged man in yellow said, everyone's expression changed greatly.

  However, the yellow-shirted middle-aged man's unfathomable divine ability that was revealed when dealing with Meng Feng and others had intimidated everyone, and no one dared to make any drastic moves. The originally pleasant atmosphere of the grand reception banquet turned gloomy and dismal.

  On the left side of the banquet table, a young man in green clothes stood up. It was precisely Hong Fei, the leader of the Blade Overlords. With one slash of his knife, ghosts and gods were shocked by Hong Fei.

  Hong Fei raised his wine glass and said, "Since we have met, it is a fate. Among the people present, there are old acquaintances of mine, as well as those I don't know. Whether you're new friends or old ones, I'd like to offer a toast to everyone. When life is going well, one should make the most of it. No matter what the future holds, at least we're still alive now!"

  "Hong's first toast is a respectful one!" He raised his wine cup and Hong Fei downed it in one gulp.

  "Bang!"

  With a loud crash, the empty wine cup was thrown to the ground by Hong Fei. "Bring more wine!" he shouted loudly. "Tonight, I won't leave until we're all drunk!"

  He grabbed a wine jug from not far away, Hong Fei's right palm lightly patted it, and a stream of wine shot out from the mouth of the jug. Hong Fei opened his mouth and sucked in, and the stream of wine was absorbed into his mouth without a single drop spilling.

  "Good! Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk!" Everyone raised their cups and drank them dry, and a few people, like Hong Fei, threw away their cups and started drinking directly from the wine jug.

  Beauty is short-lived, heroes are lonely.

  Although, over the years, Ling Luoye had never left Piaoxue Manor, but Hong Fei's name, Ling Luoye had long heard of it. Ba Dao Hong Fei, in the entire martial arts world, how many people didn't know, how many people weren't aware?

  But at this moment, Hong Fei, although he still looks as domineering and intimidating as ever, Ling Luo Yu felt the desolation and helplessness behind his grand words.

  She gently shook her head, Ling Luo Yu raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

  What's the point of living? What's the point of dying? Living is to endure the endless pain and suffering with nine yang pulses every day. Perhaps death is the real liberation. If I can help Big Brother and Father before I die, then my death will not be in vain.

  Ling Luo Yu still had that calm and carefree demeanor, as for life and death, he didn't take it to heart. Among the crowd, Ling Luo Yu's calm appearance was so special, standing out from the rest.

  That yellow-shirted middle-aged man looked at the crowd with a faint smile, saying: "However, if there is someone among you who can pass through the Tongxian Mausoleum, it would be a great opportunity."

  The voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. They heard that after entering the Tongxian Tomb, there was still a glimmer of life, and the crowd suddenly fell silent.

  "What kind of opportunity? What earth-shaking opportunity? Tell me!" The first to speak was the Dust-Settling Manor's master, Jianxuan Mountain Villa.

  That middle-aged man in yellow shirt smiled and said: "How is my cultivation? I believe everyone also has a bottom line in their hearts!"

  "The master's cultivation is profound and immeasurable, I'm afraid that in the entire martial world, there isn't anyone who can match up to the master!" It was Hong Fei who spoke first.

  That yellow-shirted middle-aged man nodded and said: "My cultivation, in the entire martial arts world, can be said to be an invincible existence. However, if someone among you passes through this Tianzong Mausoleum, you will understand that my cultivation is not even a beginner's level in that place. Perhaps, if you have the opportunity, you may truly become immortal and coexist with heaven and earth, but it's also uncertain!"

  He paused, and the middle-aged man in yellow shirt showed a look of yearning, sighed and said: "Unfortunately, I won't have such an opportunity in this life. Alas! The old man won't disturb everyone, tonight at midnight, Tongxian will open!"

  The old man in yellow robe retreated, and the crowd heard that after entering Tongxian's tomb, there was still a thread of life, and it was possible to not die or perish. The crowd's eyes lit up, sweeping away their previous despair, and they began to whisper to each other with renewed vitality.

  Ling Luo Yu still slowly sipped the wine in her cup, as if everything before her eyes had nothing much to do with herself.

  "Ling Gongzi, it's fate that we meet. I'm not good at drinking, so let me offer you a cup of tea instead of wine!" Ling Luoyu's clear eyes fell on Qin Zitian's face across from him, and Qin Zitian couldn't help but feel curious about Ling Luoyu's calm demeanor.

  "Looking at him, weak and unable to withstand the wind, not even a bit of martial arts skills, could it be that this white-clothed young master in front of me can truly transcend life and death?" Qin Zitian thought to herself, raising her teacup and smiling faintly at Ling Luoyu.

  "Beautiful lady offers wine, how lucky is Ling Yu, let's drink first to show respect!" Ling Yu raised his head and glanced at Qin Zhi Die, smiled slightly, and lifted the wine cup, drinking it all in one gulp.

  Qin Zitian smiled slightly and said, "Looking at Brother Ling's calm and composed appearance, I think Brother Ling is either very confident about passing through the Tongxian Tomb, or he doesn't care about life and death. Which one is it?"

  "What's the point of living? What's the point of dying? I'm afraid that sometimes, living is not as good as dying. Perhaps, only when one dies can they truly be free and at peace."

  Qin Zitian furrowed his brow and said softly, "Even if there is still a glimmer of hope after entering the Tongxian Mausoleum, why did Brother Ling do this? Doesn't Brother Ling want to attain that indestructible divine path? Or does Brother Ling have some other bitter intention?"

  "Immortal and indestructible? Is that really possible? Even if there's a chance to be immortal and indestructible, Ling Luoyu probably won't have the chance to wait for that day!" Ling Luoyu smiled bitterly and lowered his head in silence.

  Suddenly, Ling Luoyu saw a long rectangular package on Qin Zitian's back, and his eyes lit up involuntarily.

  Is it Qin? Could it be that Miss Qin is also skilled at playing the zither? Could she be the one who played the zither last night?

  "I see that Miss Qin always carries a guqin with her, I suppose she is extremely skilled in music. As it happens, Ling Luoyu also loves music very much. I wonder if he will be lucky enough to hear your heavenly sound, Miss Qin?" asked Ling Luoyu gently.

  Qin Zitian had not yet spoken, but Chen Kong and several others beside him were already laughing.

  "In the martial arts world, Qin's piano sound is unparalleled. Who doesn't know that Qin is a renowned piano fairy? Ling Gongzi, you wouldn't be unaware of this, would you? We've long admired Qin's piano skills, I wonder if we'll have the honor today?" Mu Yi chuckled and said.

  Qin Zitian smiled and said, "What's this about a music fairy? I'm just roughly familiar with music, it's all just the exaggeration of the people in the martial arts world. Since Young Master Ling also likes music, why don't we play a duet?"

  For his own melody, Ling Luoyu was very confident and could play together with Qin Zitian, who was known as the number one beauty in the martial arts world. Of course, Ling Luoyu would not refuse.

  Opening the package, Ling Luo took out a tube of white jade Xiao, and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

  I have never played with anyone before, and I don't know much about ensemble pieces, only knowing a little about "Feng Qiu Huang" (Phoenix Seeking Phoenix). Should I play this piece with Miss Qin Zitian? Is it suitable? Will Miss Qin mind?

  Ling Luoyu secretly took a glance at Qin Zitian, that perfect face and elegant demeanor, made Ling Luoyu's calm heart unexpectedly flutter.

  If Miss Qin is really willing to play this song with me, then it's not bad. After hesitating for half a day, Ling Luoyu plucked up the courage and said softly: "Miss Qin, I only know how to play this song of Feng Qiu Huang, will you play it together with me?"

  The sound of Ling Luo's voice was very small, compared to the buzzing of mosquitoes.

  However, everyone present is a person in the martial arts world, and they are all outstanding figures in the martial arts world. Their senses are much stronger than those of ordinary people, and Qin Zixue is no exception.

  Even if Ling Luo's voice was a little smaller, Qin Zixie could still hear it clearly.

  Upon hearing Ling Luoyu's words, Qin Zixue was taken aback for a moment, and then her face turned slightly red.

  Phoenix seeks phoenix. That's a tune suitable for playing when seeking a mate, could it be that the fallen feathers in front of her have taken a liking to herself? Qin Zixue couldn't help but start daydreaming.

  As the number one beauty of the martial arts world, Qin Zixue's side has never lacked elegant young men, princes and nobles, and sons of aristocratic families.

  However, the Ling Luo Yu in front of her was so different from others, with a unique charm. She couldn't help but steal a glance at Ling Luo Yu, and the white-clothed young man was looking at her with a face full of expectation. Qin Ziyu's eyes met Ling Luo Yu's, and she felt a wave of panic, quickly avoiding his gaze.

  "Ah! We'll be entering the Tongxian Tomb soon, why am I still daydreaming? It's just a song, let's leave it as a memento!" Qin Zixue quickly composed herself, her face slightly flushed, and nodded at Ling Luoyu.