Looking at the woman in yellow, Long Chen frowned slightly. Was this deliberately making things difficult for me? Is this the kind of mind a disciple of the Qin Sect has?
You asked me to point out your shortcomings, but I didn't. You shamelessly begged, and now that I've pointed it out, whether it's right or wrong, at least I'm helping you, right?
How is this any different from falling out now? You want me to make a move. Do whatever you want? Long Chen's expression turned somewhat grim.
Just as he was about to refuse coldly, he suddenly saw Liao Yuhuang standing beside him, flustered. The words reached his lips but he swallowed them back.
Liao Yuhuang had helped Long Chen before. If Long Chen fell out with the woman in yellow, Liao Yuhuang would be in a very awkward position.
Liao Yuhuang invited Long Chen out of sincerity, a genuine inquiry. Long Chen didn't seem to embarrass her.
"Hmph, all you know is armchair strategy, but in reality, it's not nonsense. So what? Are you afraid to take it? Seeing Long Chen embarrassed, the chubby scholar seized the opportunity and sneered.
"You talk too high but have little skill, acting like you know everything, but in reality, you only know the basics."
"Skin?" You're overestimating him. I think he doesn't even understand the basics, he's just bluffing. Now he's been exposed, hasn't he? Seeing
this, the other scholars kicked Long Chen while he was down, mocking Long Chen to avenge his past grievances.
"Brother Long, I'm really sorry, Senior Sister Wanyi. Please don't make things difficult... Seeing things about to become tense, Liao Yuhuang hurried over, apologizing to Long Chen and also trying to persuade the woman in yellow.
Facing the scholar's mockery, the woman's difficulties from the woman in yellow, and Liao Yuhuang's pleas, Long Chen wore a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth as he took Liao Yuhuang's flute.
"Brother Long... Liao Yuhuang was stunned.
"I've never played the flute, nor do I know any instrument. Just like those trolls said, I really only know a little bit.
But since I've promised others, I'll grit my teeth and go all the way. Fairy Wanyi was very dissatisfied with what I said before, so let's give it a try.
Fairy Yuhuang, how about you and I perform a complete piece of 'A Thousand Mountains Reflected in Snow'? Long Chen looked at Liao Yuhuang and said.
"Brother Long, you've never used a flute, so how can you ...?" Liao Yuhuang couldn't bear to embarrass Long Chen, and secretly regretted not meddling—doing so would only be setting him up.
"It's fine, even though I don't know how, I do understand some of the theories. I'm just trying to play around, so why embarrass me?" Hehe, don't take it seriously. I've had plenty of embarrassing moments, one or two things don't matter. Long Chen said with a smile.
Seeing Long Chen take the flute and his technique was obvious to be an amateur, the woman in yellow felt a bit embarrassed. She shouldn't have yielded to Long Chen out of anger—this was repaying kindness with betrayal.
"Brother Long..." the woman in yellow said, wanting to retract what she had said before.
"No problem. Sometimes theory and reality are far from what you do. It's a good chance to verify this. However, borrowing the fairy's flute is indeed a bit offense. Do you have any other flutes?" Long Chen said with a smile.
On this flute were engraved with ancient patterns, crafted from top-grade immortal gold. It was clearly no ordinary item. This was the flute the woman in yellow had just used. This flute was no ordinary weapon; it was separate for men and women. Long Chen wanted to replace it with a different flute.
The woman in yellow looked at Long Chen, a trace of apology appearing on her face. She shook her head and said, "Brother Long, you are generous. I will admire you. Since you want to give it a try, then use my flute!" Only
then did the powerful figures realize that this flute was the woman's beloved possession in yellow. If Long Chen had used it, how could she ever use it again? What if she uses it again? Isn't that an indirect kiss?
For a moment, people looked at the woman in yellow, then at Long Chen, confused and unsure of what she meant. Just moments ago, they were at odds, so why had the atmosphere suddenly turned strange?
"In that case, my apologies." Long Chen smiled faintly.
Suddenly, Long Chen asked, "May I ask if the cultivation method Fairy Wanyi practices is different from the other fairies?" "
Brother Long, how did you know?" The woman in yellow was stunned.
Sure enough, Long Chen smiled slightly but didn't answer, instead signaling Liao Yuhuang and the others to join in the performance.
"Clang, clang clang... Liao
Yuhuang and the others played lightly, and the sound of the zither flowed like a clear spring. In an instant, the whole scene fell silent.
"Wuwu..."
When Long Chen brought the flute close to his mouth and gently played, everyone was speechless. His posture was indeed somewhat interesting, but when he played, it almost blew the bird away. The sound was broken, like the wind sweeping through a valley.
"Is this the sound of a flute?" This is hilarious! When Long Chen played, the scholars present burst into laughter.
"How is this any different from an old donkey farting?"
"Go down quickly, don't disturb the fairies' performance."
"How shameless! If I were you, I'd have banged my head right here long ago."
Those scholars, previously left speechless by Long Chen's arguments, now seized the opportunity to humiliate and mock them at will.
A trace of compassion appeared on Liao Yuhuang's face, and the woman in yellow wore a look of guilt. This time, it was all her fault. But things had come to this, and there was no turning back. Seeing so many people insult Long Chen, she felt heartbroken but could do nothing. For the first time in her life, she felt regret.
Faced with endless scolding and humiliation, Long Chen's face showed no sign of emotion. His movements remained dignified, his expression more like that of a master of the Joyful Dao, completely immersed in the supreme realm of the Joyful Dao.
"Wuwu... Wuwu..."
However, the sound Long Chen was playing was truly unpleasant, especially amid the beautiful music, it was like noise, making people uncomfortable. The music that was supposed to be good was ruined by him.
Qianshan Yingxue was divided into three sections. After completing the first section, Long Chen finally figured out how the flute should be played—the sound he produced was no longer a burst sound.
After the second section, Long Chen was finally able to blow a complete syllable, but it was just a syllable, not a full pitch.
"This Long Chen is strong in other areas, but seems to have no talent in this area. He hasn't fully mastered a single sound yet."
"It's said that the joy of the Dao requires wisdom; it's not something that can be mastered just by enduring hardship and passing the time."
"I don't get it. He knows he's no good enough, so why does he still do this? Is embarrassment really that fun?"
"But I have to admire his mental resilience—blowing so badly, yet still maintaining the demeanor of a master, blowing whatever he wants."
"The key is he only plays one syllable, which doesn't fit the whole piece. It's so uncomfortable to listen to, like a crow among a flock of larks, cawing so annoyingly."
The scholar mocked Long Chen in various ways, while the cultivator was getting a bit frustrated. Originally, Long Chen was sparring with the scholars to make them exhilarate, but Long Chen's flute sound was truly irritating.
Fortunately, Long Chen's flute was not loud. It was unclear whether he was deliberately holding back or realizing he couldn't handle it and didn't dare to play too loudly.
When the Qianshan Yingxue entered its final stage and the zither music suddenly rose sharply, Long Chen took a deep breath. The flute vibrated, and the high-pitched, resonant notes instantly resonated with the music.
Like a Kunpeng soaring straight into the clouds, at that moment, the woman in yellow's pretty face was filled with disbelief as her jade hand slowly covered her cherry lips.