NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1095 - 1095 1096 Nights When I Miss You
Chapter 1095: Chapter 1096: Nights When I Miss You Chapter 1095: Chapter 1096: Nights When I Miss You The music ceased, yet the crowd remained deeply immersed in the melody they had just experienced, taking a long time to snap out of it.
The qin music played by Long Xue was not only melodious and pleasing, but also had the extraordinary effect of cleansing the physical bodies of cultivators. Although its power was not strong, for those geniuses who seldom had the opportunity to encounter the Path of Qin Music, it was indeed captivating.
“Ladies and gentlemen, does this piece sound pleasing to your ears?”
Long Xue smiled lightly, her red lips slightly parting as she softly spoke.
“Excellent!”
“Indeed, a marvelous piece!”
“Immortal Longxue’s enchanting music almost brought me to sudden enlightenment on the spot. Such an effect is truly incredible!”
“Such heavenly music, because it exists in the heavens, is seldom heard on earth. Today, we are fortunate to have experienced the musicality of the Immortal, a true blessing for us all!”
“Yes, yes, I’ve never heard such delightful music before!”
Long Xue’s voice snapped everyone back to reality. They were genuinely amazed by her performance and could not stop praising her.
Worthy of being the Island Master’s disciple, although her current cultivation level and realm might still be slightly lacking, she still couldn’t conceal the dazzling radiance that she emitted. If one could marry her, not only would they gain control over the power of Ice Dragon Island, but they would also have a wise and virtuous partner to assist in their own cultivation.
Moreover, it was rumored that dual cultivating with the Bloodline Power of the Dragon Race had surprisingly good effects. With this in mind, everyone couldn’t help but feel envious of Ao Tian.
“After hearing the Immortal’s enchanting music, I truly felt inspired and composed a humble piece. I hope the Immortal can correct it!”
A cultivator flourished his brush, and with powerful strokes, he wrote a passage on a piece of paper. The paper, with no wind, magically rose and floated in the air, yet no one felt any fluctuation of Immortal Yuan Power; it was as if the paper had a life of its own and floated up by itself.
“Hiss!”
“This is the Confucian technique of bold expression! I didn’t expect someone to remember such a forgotten method!”
The crowd couldn’t help but lament upon seeing this scene. Confucianism was originally meant to broaden the path for scholars, but it had declined significantly. Nowadays, other than the few surviving Confucian masters, hardly anyone would deliberately learn such Cultivation Techniques.
Even if they did, it was usually just to show off in daily life because for these geniuses, the power of Immortal Yuan was much more stable.
“Yes, the essence of this bold expression is enthusiastic and vigorous, just like the emotions of this young master!”
“Isn’t that Young Master Qin? He belongs to a prestigious family indeed!”
The cultivators meticulously commented on the floating scroll.
Turning back to the topic, daring to show off one’s literary skills in front of so many prodigies—if one didn’t have some real talent and confidence, it really wouldn’t happen.
Long Xue also peered at the scroll for a while and then broke into a smile, “Thank you, Young Master Qin, for the poem. It truly is elegant, and every word is as powerful as a dragon.”
The young cultivator laughed heartily, “If the Immortal likes it, that’s great. Tomorrow on the competition stage, I shall give my best effort to compete with all the heroes!”
Hearing this, everyone involuntarily shook their heads; they thought he was a man of understanding, but didn’t expect him to say such a thing. Clearly, this disciple had not yet grasped the reality, thinking he had a chance to win first place in the competition.
It’s not just that Immortal Longxue had already been promised to someone—if not promised, with his cultivation level, could he really make it to the later stages? It was nothing short of a fool’s dream.
Being on Ice Dragon Island, it was better to network with other talents. All this talk about Long Xue and martial contests for marriage were merely formalities. If one seriously thought about reversing the order and aimed to win the competition to gain a beautiful wife, it would end very badly.
“Brother Long also wrote a few lines of poetry just now. May he recite them, enlightening us all?”
Beishan aptly said at the right time, just after Long Aotian had lost face, now was the perfect opportunity to regain it.
“Yes, Brother Aotian is indeed the leader among us cultivators in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. I have always admired his literary grace!”
“Brother Aotian, don’t hide your talents. Let your brothers have a quick look!”
Upon these words, many cultivators immediately started cheering. They had to support Long Aotian’s presence; he was the Big Brother of Ice Dragon Island, an existence on par with the elites of the Super Sect, and they couldn’t afford to offend him.
“Ha ha ha, I intended to appreciate everyone’s fine works first, but seeing such enthusiasm, I cannot refuse. So without further ado, here’s my humble contribution!”
Long Aotian wore a smile on his face, appearing very humble, but a gleam of pride flashed deep in his eyes. Unlike other prodigies, he had been immersed in poetry and had filled his intellectual and emotional capacity from a young age. This was to enhance his mental cultivation and it was also a necessary skill as the future face of Ice Dragon Island.
In terms of literary grace, he had reached the elegant halls of the greats, far surpassing the ordinary geniuses by who knows how much.
Swish!
He unrolled the scroll in his hand, and the thick scent of ink and book rushed forward. The handwriting was sloppy but not messy, beads strung tightly together, forming a complete page of verses.
“Immortal in billowing robes descends to the dusty world, her light rouge and thin vermillion captivating the guests.”
“Green jade makeup on silk robes, porcelaine spirit molded with elegance.”
“Dew-laden mornings draw blue eyes, fragrant nights exhale onto embroidered quilts.”
“Most beloved are those things that go according to plan, how many loving couples have been completed?”
This was clearly a love poem, Long Aotian did not conceal his feelings for Longxue, openly displaying his affection in front of everyone, declaring his claim.
Those with discerning eyes knew this was a warning to them, Longxue was already spoken for. They could look, but they better not harbor any improper thoughts.
“Excellent poem, excellent poem!”
“Young Master Long is truly talented!”
“With Immortal Longxue as the female cultivator and Brother Aotian as the prodigy of Ice Dragon Island, truly, it’s a match made by heaven, a pair of talents and beauty. In my opinion, Young Master Long undoubtedly should take the top position in this martial arts competition!”
The surrounding disciples laughed heartily, their words full of compliments for Long Aotian.
“Is this poem really that good? I can’t seem to find anything particularly special about it,” Longxue thought, her disdain growing stronger. She blinked and turned to the serene Li Xiaobai sitting next to her, “Young Master Han, what do you think?”
“Pfft!”
Li Xiaobai burst out laughing.
“What are you laughing at, Young Master?” Longxue asked.
“My apologies, everyone, I just recalled something amusing.”
“It seems Young Master Han has some reservations about my humble work. Given your profound scholarly knowledge, would you enlighten me with your insights?”
Long Aotian’s temples throbbed again; if it weren’t for his inability to gauge the opponent’s exact depth, he would have made him pay today. This youngster had repeatedly ruined his good moments. Just when he was about to sweet-talk Longxue into his favor, this guy came along and spoiled the mood, truly a troublemaker!
“Alright, since you asked sincerely, I shall show you what true scholarship is.”
“Just now, listening to the Immortal’s music, I was inspired, hence I wrote a poem, titled: ‘Thinking of You at Night’!”