Yes.
Yu Yan attributed the soft melody that had just brought her back to her senses to a mistake.
She may not be a great singer, but she has been listening to music for hundreds of years.
Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right?
The woman in green stared intently at Pei Yan, toying with the purple jade pendant in her hand.
The Thousand Sound Pavilion has many low-level sound cultivators.
Both male and female cultivators are included.
Most of these people have three, four, or even five spiritual roots.
As is well known, the advancement of sword cultivators and sound cultivators is much less constrained by their spiritual root talent compared to that of magic cultivators.
Once you break through the Sword Realm and Sound Realm, your cultivation level will naturally increase, and your lifespan will also increase accordingly.
The Way of Heaven always maintains a balance. Although the path of sword sound does not require spiritual roots, comprehension determines its upper limit.
Eight or nine out of ten sound cultivators in Qianyin Pavilion are appendages of high-level magic cultivators.
Here, some people will perform for money, and some will sell their bodies.
They simply wanted to acquire more cultivation resources and strive to live longer.
"It seems that Lord Yan has encountered a bottleneck in recent years."
Amidst the resounding strains of the zither, Yu Yan suddenly spoke.
As she finished speaking, the music stopped abruptly.
Pei Yanqing looked over with a cold gaze, his thin lips slightly parted, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
The man in purple stood up and walked towards her.
She was a distinguished guest of Qianyin Pavilion, just as this room had always been reserved for her.
She chose him from among a crowd back then, saying he played the best.
Little did they know that he was widely recognized as a terrible pianist.
He figured she was probably attracted to his looks, which was why she was lying on purpose.
In Qianyin Pavilion, everything is always consensual. It's not that no one has chosen him before, but only she praised his playing.
She was the first.
In fact, his purpose in entering Qianyin Pavilion was to take the opportunity to learn the art of playing the zither.
He was about to give up when she praised him.
For some inexplicable reason, he agreed to go into the private room with her.
Surprisingly, she really just wanted to listen to the piano.
Without her, there would be no Lord Yan as we know him today.
Yu Yan shook her head.
"I was just saying it offhand, don't take it to heart."
Every cultivator faces a bottleneck.
Pei Yan sat down opposite her, his gaze fixed on the woman's face.
Her appearance could only be described as pretty, but her overall demeanor was dazzlingly captivating.
He had never been able to discern her cultivation level.
"Come on, tell me, I'm quite curious about your identity."
Yu Yan pushed the jade pendant in her hand in front of Pei Yan, and tapped the Fuxi Qin on it as she spoke.
Pei Yan glanced at her movements.
"What is your identity?" He remained as aloof as ever, his expression unchanged.
Yu Yan's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile.
"Is that guy downstairs new? He doesn't even know how to hide his emotions. Tsk, he's a bit lacking in experience."
"You can go ask."
Pei Yan understood. He picked up his teacup and took a sip, but his words seemed to have no intention of answering her.
Pei Yan: "Or, you could tell me your identity first."
The man's gaze fell directly on his face, and he seemed to suddenly realize something, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.
It took him a while to realize that her appearance was probably not fake.
Yu Yan scoffed, took the jade pendant back, and tucked it into her sleeve.
Two hundred years had passed, and this was the first time she had discussed topics other than cultivation with him.
Pei Yan suddenly didn't want to end it like this.
"Yu Yan, is this your real name?"
"Otherwise what?" Yu Yan glanced at him sideways.
She never intended to hide anything; the names were all real.
It wasn't that she was arrogant; most cultivators of Pei Yan's age in the cultivation world had heard of her.
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