Chapter 952 - 526: The Wedding Ceremony Requires Kowtowing (Double-Length)

Xu Chang’an is actually an emotional person when it comes to these matters.

So... perhaps what Yun Qian needs to think about is not how to make the Heavenly Dao endure a bow, but how to make her husband a bit less bound by the rules?

Hmm...?

If that’s the case, doesn’t the problem just circle back to its origin?

Back to the wish Yun Qian has always longed for... to transform Xu Chang’an into a bad person.

Indeed, everything under the heavens is interconnected.

Xu Chang’an: "..."

At this moment, the musical performance on stage by the girls had come to an end, and they switched to elegant rhythms to change the mood. From high above, there were bamboo leaves gently falling down with the sound of the zither. Seeing the girls high up scattering the leaves down, Xu Chang’an thought...

The girls of Flower Moon Building pay a lot of attention to these formalities.

He also liked them.

After all, many things, if lacking in external form, would truly lose much of their flavor.

The zither music was gentle and meandering, yet continuous, with long notes like coiled silk and short notes like a mountain spring. Coupled with the exceptional skills of the girls from Flower Moon Building, they performed "As Close as Brothers" to a near-perfect realm.

As for why it was said to be nearly perfect... of course, it’s because this piece was written by a woman for her beloved. Without the person involved performing it, for a married man, it lacked a certain spark.

But even so, Xu Chang’an was enraptured as he listened.

What intoxicated him was not the beautiful zither music, but the memories of Yun Qian that surfaced in his mind, making even the winds of the world fragrant and sweet.

He looked at the girl on stage playing the zither with her eyes closed and thought if one day Miss Yun could have half this girl’s zither skill, he would be satisfied.

The so-called perfect piece, only when Yun Qian plays it for him, could it be called truly perfect.

Unfortunately, compared to the Six Arts for Women, he now considers cultivation to be more important. So, despite wanting to watch the girl’s sword dance and zither playing, he restrained these base desires of a man.

"Miss, how do you feel?" Xu Chang’an asked Yun Qian, saying, "I think it’s wonderful. The melody is gentle and winding, beautifully expressing a woman’s emotions."

"The piece... what piece." Yun Qian blinked her glossy large eyes at Xu Chang’an.

"...Miss, weren’t you listening to the piece?"

"Hmm." Yun Qian replied absentmindedly.

Xu Chang’an turned his head and stared at Yun Qian’s expression.

He watched as the girl was deep in thought, her eyes unfocused, and occasionally she furrowed her brows... clearly, she was seriously pondering something.

Is there anything that requires Yun Qian to use her brain?

His Miss Yun, besides eating, could actually be this thoughtful in such a situation.

Ignoring the relaxing performance, she wasted those precious brain cells and Xu Chang’an sighed softly.

"So, what are you thinking about?"

Could it be that while listening to the zither, Yun Qian also thought of the matters on the island?

But seeing Yun Qian frown, perhaps she was thinking of things before he arrived on the island.

"Thinking of you first..." Yun Qian said, pausing before correcting herself: "Thinking of that Ms. Li."

Xu Chang’an blinked.

Coincidentally, the song "As Close as Brothers" in his ears described the emotions between women. Hearing Yun Qian’s words, Xu Chang’an instinctively sensed a subtle emotion.

"What matters of the teacher, concern you, Miss?" Xu Chang’an asked puzzledly.

"Bowing?" Yun Qian said truthfully.

"..."

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment, and even Yun Qian’s fingers, always listening in on the young couple’s conversations, couldn’t help but tremble.

"Bowing?" Xu Chang’an was stunned for a while and then widened his eyes: "Did Ms. Li say she was going to take you as a disciple?"

If that’s the case, it would indeed be remarkable news.

It’s worth knowing that Li Zhibai has never accepted a disciple to this date. Whether it’s him or Wen Li, in terms of relationship, they are ’students’ of Li Zhibai. Compared to a disciple, who can be considered like a child... the status difference can be said to be worlds apart.

"Disciple? Not at all." Yun Qian’s speech was very slow.

She didn’t directly mention the wedding because things like that, much like children, Xu Chang’an has told her numerous times not to rush, so Yun Qian didn’t want to give him the impression she was pushing for it.

It was just her own wild thoughts, not worthy of the stage.

"Not at all?" Xu Chang’an seemed pensive.

If not, why did she think of bowing?

"Oh." Yun Qian thought for a moment and said, "She had that intention."

Li Zhibai liked her a lot, so she really said having a disciple like her would be nice... something like that.

"I thought so." Xu Chang’an let out a sigh of relief, then his expression became complicated.

He wasn’t wrong because Li Zhibai indeed considered Yun Qian special. Now that Yun Qian’s cultivation is imminent, it seems she would be the most fitting if Li Zhibai truly wanted a disciple.

However... there’s an unspeakable helplessness.

Xu Chang’an, thinking about this, instinctively glanced in Wen Li’s direction.

He had already learned from Zhu Pingniang that Wen Li, too, was once a student of Li Zhibai.

What can I say...

They both never became disciples, yet now Yun Qian has the opportunity. It’s unavoidable to marvel at Li Zhibai’s discerning eye.

To be able to recognize Yun Qian at a glance, how could she not have a good eye.

Xu Chang’an was aware he had no real chance of becoming Li Zhibai’s disciple.

Because if Ms. Li were willing, he would have been a disciple long ago. Why remain a student to this day?

But given his relationship with Li Zhibai, whether or not they were in a teacher-disciple relationship didn’t matter. After all, the hardships of cultivation he’s endured; now, even if not a disciple, if he encountered difficulties, Ms. Li would at most act aloof, but in the end, she would still help.

But Yun Qian was different.

Because of his reputation as ’concubine of Muyu Peak’, he worried it might bring Yun Qian unwanted negative influence. Fortunately, he later had Wen Li as her guide.

But even as a senior sister, she couldn’t compare to a teacher.

Especially now that it’s known Li Zhibai’s seniority is shockingly high, the feeling of finally having a backing was accompanied by... greed.

He had already gained favor with Li Zhibai, but he felt it wasn’t enough; he wanted more, wanted Yun Qian to also share in the good fortune from Li Zhibai.

As the saying goes, ’Human desires are insatiable, like a snake swallowing an elephant.’

But the idiom also says, ’The bold are satiated, the timid starve.’

If ever Yun Qian were exposed to the public eye, and people discovered her guide was Wen Li and her master was Li Zhibai...

Xu Chang’an wasn’t clear on Li Zhibai’s specifics, but according to Zhu Pingniang, even the sect leader of the Profound Sword Bureau would have to call Li Zhibai ’grandaunt’. Knowing this, one can tell how outrageous it is.

By then, Miss Yun’s status, Xu Chang’an didn’t have to think much to know how high it would be; by then, he could probably laugh in his sleep...

Hmm.

As a man, he would do his best not to bask in Ms. Li’s glory, as he too needs honing.

But Yun Qian is different.

She ultimately needs someone to protect her, and that person doesn’t necessarily have to be him; Li Zhibai can be too.

Within the Chaoyun Sect, could there be anything more impressive than having a guide in Muyu Peak’s senior sister and a master as the Hidden Immortal?

With these two people, even if Yun Qian’s talent is not great, she would surely not suffer grievances.

Perhaps only the sect leader’s disciple could match... but as for that sect leader, Xu Chang’an still has no idea about their situation.

"I’ve always wanted to rely on Miss’s soft rice." Xu Chang’an took a deep breath: "If you truly have the opportunity to become Ms. Li’s disciple, you must hold onto it for me."

Beside him, Wen Li slowly exhaled.

She felt a subtle emotion yet also sensed it truly was a significant opportunity.

"Disciple..." Yun Qian blinked and then nodded.

Xu Chang’an paused and said: "At Muyu Peak, accepting disciples doesn’t require those formalities."

Perhaps accustomed to kneeling in the worldly realm, at Muyu Peak, apart from those truly high-class ladies, there are almost no girls who would adopt the kneeling posture; Xu Chang’an has never seen any disciple kneeling before their teacher.

All being women, many matters pass amidst laughter and jest.

Thus, it’s said that this place has a chaotic hierarchy, filled with unruly women,

After all, it’s not uncommon for a teacher to call a disciple ’sister.’

It’s quite reasonable.