Chapter 7, Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy
No need, I am the one who has chosen the Sound Master
What?
In the city of Milan, only nobles are permitted to ride magical beasts, so Ye Yin Zhu and Ge En, lacking noble titles, have no choice but to walk
At that moment, the sound of the guzheng resonated, and in that instant, the entire venue was already shaken. Yinzhu's gaze, which had been on the Yuyun qin, was forcibly drawn away.
The deep voice of the archmage resonated, calling the young girl to a halt. His gaze swept over Yin Zhu, appearing quite indifferent, devoid of any sorrow or joy. After a brief pause, he was somewhat taken aback upon sensing Yin Zhu's graceful demeanor, particularly the clarity of her eyes, which left a profound impression on him
Find a place to sit down, as the entrance examination is about to begin
At this moment, the girl in front of the piano turned to look at Yin Zhu, and upon discovering that a man was sitting beside her, her small mouth opened in surprise. She was dressed in light blue clothing, with matching long hair gently resting on her shoulders. Although she did not possess the breathtaking beauty of Anya, the gentleness in her brows easily left a good impression. Especially her pair of sky-blue eyes, which, despite her surprise, still held a very soft gaze. She was dressed in light blue clothing, with matching long hair gently resting on her shoulders. Although she did not possess the breathtaking beauty of Anya, the gentleness in her brows easily left a good impression. Especially her pair of sky-blue eyes, which, despite her surprise, still held a very soft gaze
Upon entering the main gate, one is greeted by a wide avenue spacious enough for dozens of riders to travel side by side, leading deep into the interior. The towering trees flanking the road cast a canopy that obscures the sun, their lush branches and leaves bearing witness to the long-standing existence of the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy
Oh, so that means the S-rank mercenary group is nothing special
Ye Yin Zhu's thoughts were completely different from Ge En's. He secretly pondered, is this the immense power exhibited by elemental mages upon reaching the purple level? One could tell from his eyes just how profound his mental strength was. Grandpa Qin did not possess such strong elemental fluctuations, but his mental strength seemed to be considerably stronger.
Many students come and go, and Yin Zhu noticed that they all wore a uniform of red and white, with only the emblem on the left chest differing to indicate their respective fields of study. After a brief observation, Yin Zhu discovered that those marked with the magical six-pointed star pattern were likely magicians, while those bearing the pattern of a longsword and shield were warriors, and archers were represented by an exquisite longbow pattern, among others. Next to these patterns, there were varying numbers of small red and white lines, the meaning of which remained unclear.
The female teacher murmured a question
A total of three individuals emerged from the counter, and it was evident that they had just completed the upgrade of their mercenary group. In the middle was a wizard clad in a gray robe, appearing to be around fifty or sixty years old, with a tall and slender build and an ancient-looking face. His grizzled hair was neatly combed back. He walked lightly, and his eyes, filled with a daunting aura, were difficult to meet. Most terrifying was the massive fluctuation of magical elements surrounding his body; it was so dense that Ye Yinzhu, also a wizard, even felt a somewhat viscous quality to the magical elements around him. Anyone who fell under his gaze would immediately experience a strong sense of suffocation. A purple badge, engraved with a whirlwind pattern, proudly adorned his left chest, fully showcasing his power.
Yin Zhu, slightly angered, said that if it were not for his quick reaction, he would have been hit by that wind blade just now. Although it was merely a momentary level-1 magic, it would have been sufficient to damage the clothes on his body
Do you understand? Do you really understand
Hello, I am here to register
Yin Zhu replied very naturally. For him, it was merely the truth, but to others, it sounded like sarcasm. Immediately, most of the mercenaries around burst into laughter. Few dared to offend an S-rank mercenary group, and in the eyes of the many mercenaries, only the crimson-ranked Yin Zhu, with his noble and elegant demeanor, could certainly be seen as a young nobleman.
Teacher Biji, what do we need to take for the entrance examination
Brigitte said to Yinzhu
What are you doing
Because I understood the sorrow in your zheng music
As she spoke, she naturally took out a form and placed it in front of Yin Zhu, then picked up a quill and tossed it onto the registration form
As the jade-horned horse rounded several bends along the main road, the scenery before them suddenly opened up, revealing numerous tall buildings and vast open spaces gradually coming into view for Yin Zhu. The number of students was also increasing. Bi Ji urged the jade-horned horse to stop in front of a circular building, saying, "We have arrived; this is the auditorium of our Divine Sound Department"
Yin Zhu looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up; he saw an ancient zither. Without any hesitation, he quickly walked over and sat down beside the girl who owned the zither. His gaze was now completely fixed on the ancient instrument before him. ... This is the Yuyun Zither, the Yuyun Zither!
On both sides of the street, various tall buildings rise and fall, and a diverse array of pedestrians can be seen everywhere. Ye Yin Zhu not only saw soldiers but even encountered mages several times. Not to mention Arcadia, even in Bopang, such a situation is rare and hard to come by, which illustrates the strength of Milan's national power.
Following the marked instructions, Yinzhu quickly found the registration area. In front of a row of exquisite houses, it was rather desolate, with each house covering at least several hundred square meters. In front of each house, different subjects were indicated. The subjects were generally divided into two categories: magic and martial arts, with many subdivisions within each. In front of the last house, Yinzhu found the words "Divine Sound Master".
The girl turned around once more and glared at Yin Zhu, as if she wanted to engrave his figure in her mind. With an angry huff, she strode away.
Life is an extension of dreams, in which faintly, there are tears glistening. Where do we come from and where do we go? The direction in our hearts is like the gentle breeze, softly sighing in the dream, as the road and people appear vast and indistinct.
The speed of the dual-handed rhythm is extremely fast, yet the flowing sensation it evokes is not at all jarring. The sound of the guzheng is clear and distant; although the orange magical aura is insufficient to envelop the entire venue, it still resonates clearly in everyone's ears amidst the melodious hum of the guzheng. The melancholic and subtle guzheng piece stirs the emotions of the audience, with each person's expression beginning to rise and fall in accordance with the fluctuations of the music, including Ms. Biji, who came along with Yin Zhu.
Teacher, is this your Warcraft?
The counters on both sides were the most crowded, with quite a number of people even at the innermost counter. Ye Yinzhu and Ge En were walking towards the inside, preparing to line up. Suddenly, a wave of exclamations erupted from within the counters.
At the innermost part of the auditorium, there was only a young girl on the stage. She sat behind an antique wooden table, on which rested a guzheng. Dressed in a white long dress, she, like Yin Zhu, also had a head of black hair. As she lowered her head to tune the guzheng, her black hair completely obscured her face, preventing Yin Zhu from seeing her features. However, the pair of hands skillfully plucking the strings of the guzheng fully captured Yin Zhu's attention
Ah!
As Yin Zhu was about to begin filling out the form, suddenly, the female teacher let out a sharp scream, abruptly standing up, her large dark green eyes staring blankly at Yin Zhu.
Yin Zhu, the guqin is the earliest plucked string instrument and a treasure of traditional culture, deserving to be called the finest of instruments. The five guqins in our lineage are all renowned instruments from different eras, yet they are still far from sufficient, as we do not possess a truly divine guqin. If you come across other famous guqins, you must strive to acquire them. Especially the legendary five unparalleled guqins, which are equivalent to divine artifacts.
The phrase "Qian Nu You Hun" does not describe the young girl on stage, but rather is the title of this zither piece
The girl in white gazed at Yin Zhu, who was also looking at her, yet the strings in their hands remained perfectly undisturbed. The merging of their gazes resembled the blend of deep red and orange. As Yin Zhu shifted her hand position, she gently embraced the strings, and her elegant, deep voice resonated amidst the harmonious interplay of the guqin and zheng.
The grand main gate of the academy stands at an impressive height of 20 meters and spans nearly 50 meters in width. The gilded plaque is intricately carved with the emblem of the Milan Empire. Even standing at the entrance of the main gate, one can distinctly sense an aura of antiquity enveloping them
Alright, young lady, do not cause any trouble
The Archmage is actually a Purple-level Archmage
The qin and the zheng, two instruments that originally could not harmonize, have been perfectly integrated under the exquisite control of Yin Zhu, as if it were a miracle bestowed by heaven
Those were hands as tender as spring onions, with slender and elongated fingers. Even white jade, when carved, could not match the delicate and lustrous quality of her ten fingers. Each finger bore a nail about an inch long, glistening like crystal. With a gentle flick of her fingers, the natural and harmonious movements were so elegant and captivating.
It was a horned horse, but different from the one Yin Zhu had ridden before. This horned horse was white and was three times larger than the one he had previously ridden, measuring over five meters in length and nearly two meters in height. The aura it emitted was clearly not something a first-tier magical beast could possess. As soon as it appeared, it obediently lowered its body, allowing the female teacher to mount it.
Yin Zhu fell silent. Through his interactions with Anya and the presence of Teacher Biji before him, he had come to fully understand the status of the Divine Sound Masters on the continent. No wonder so few people choose this profession.
In the registration area for the divine sound masters, which spans several hundred square meters, there is only one person present, and she is currently sleeping with her head resting on the table. From her long, disheveled hair, it is evident that she is a woman
The abundance of plants makes the air within the academy very pleasant. Ye Yin Zhu felt as if he had returned to the azure sea, taking a deep breath. Since leaving home, this was the first time he felt such comfort in his surroundings, even more so than in the library.
Ge En whispered, "Yin Zhu, do you see? Although these enforcers are not very strong, here, no one dares to offend them. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be directly stripped of their mercenary qualifications. To the left is the task reception area, which is different from other mercenary branches; only tasks of level D or above are accepted here. If a mercenary group is not at least level D, they are not qualified to take on tasks here. To the right is the task submission area, which is also where rewards are obtained. At the very back is the counter for mercenaries and the registration for upgraded mercenary guilds."
Yin Zhu did not stand on ceremony, directly turning over to mount the horse. Due to the long body of the white horned horse, he did not come into contact with Biji's body after mounting. The white horned horse stood up and, under Biji's guidance, strode forward. Although the speed was quite fast, there was not much strong vibration while sitting on it, making the ride smooth and comfortable
Ge En was like an elder, advising Yin Zhu. The pure feeling emanating from Yin Zhu was something he had not encountered in many, many years.
The ancient and simple sound of the guqin quietly began to resonate, with the movements of the performer on the bamboo flute being much slower than those of the girl on stage. However, each note from the guqin carried a lingering echo, with the finger techniques subtly controlling the tempo and intensity, weaving a tapestry of gentle and intricate melodies. The clear and prolonged tones of the guqin harmonized with the sounds of the zheng, adding a layer of depth to the original composition.
Gern's voice was filled with excitement; for mercenaries, the mercenary guild is always their sanctuary
Having spoken, she walked directly to a corner nearby and sat down
Yin Zhu responded with a sound; the form only required the completion of five simple items: name, gender, age, cultivation level, and place of birth
The words of Qin Shang flashed through my mind, "Yu Yun Qin," although it may not compare to the legendary divine instruments, it is still a renowned qin on par with the Chun Lei Qin
A bell chimed, and a faint blue light flickered in the auditorium before vanishing. When Yin Zhu raised her head, she discovered that a woman in a long blue dress had appeared on the stage at some point, though she did not know when. The woman appeared to be at least sixty or seventy years old, holding a delicate and small bell in her left hand, while her right hand, clearly just having struck the bell, held the clapper.
I will take you there; it is unlikely that anyone else will come to register as a Divine Sound Master. The registration area was crowded just a few days ago, while here, there are only a couple of kittens. Follow me.
At this moment, it seems as if only the two of them remain in the entire auditorium. There are two basic methods of playing the guqin: one is solo performance, and the other is qin song.
Even the most rugged path is illuminated by sunlight, sister, your zither music is too sorrowful, why can't it be a bit more joyful
Life is like a long road of dreams, let the wind and frost leave their mark on my face. In the world of dust, how many directions do beautiful dreams have? Searching for the beloved path of my infatuated dreams, lost among the crowd.
When
Yin Zhu said softly. Both of his grandfathers were Purple-level powerhouses, and in his understanding, he did not regard Purple-level powerhouses as being out of reach. After all, in the musical magic he practiced, the Purple-level Ziwai Qinxin was not the end point.
Having watched Ge En's figure disappear, Yin Zhu finally turned around to look at the destination of this journey.
The voice of the girl in white remained clear despite its hoarseness, her gaze fixed intensely on Yin Zhu
This is an exceedingly spacious hall, with a height exceeding 20 meters. Bright sunlight streams in through the enormous crystal windows on both sides of the hall. Except for the entrance side, the remaining three sides are lined with stone counters, which are approximately 2 meters high, giving the staff inside a sense of superiority. Most mercenaries need to step up the stone stairs in front of the counters to communicate with them.
There are many types of famous musical instruments, categorized into numerous varieties, such as the Shenlong style, Lianzhushi style, Shikuang style, Lingji style, Fengshi style, and so on
Teacher, is it permissible to ride magical beasts in the academy
With black hair partially obscuring her face, only half of it was visible, yet that half caused a sudden tremor in Yin Zhu's heart. The pale visage, with its cold and profound black eyes, showed no trace of surprise upon seeing Yin Zhu; only a slight thawing of the coldness in her gaze.
The female teacher exclaimed somewhat exaggeratedly, "Oh my! Is this the legendary green amidst a myriad of flowers? Our Department of Divine Sound finally has a male student, how rare! Hurry, quickly fill out the form and pay the registration fee; the entrance examination for the Department of Divine Sound should have already begun, but there is still time to join now"
As if uncontrollable, Yin Zhu has already moved the Yu Yun Qin in front of him. He did not tune the instrument; his hands have already lightly brushed over the strings. With his right thumb gently supporting, his hands floated gracefully over the seven strings. In an instant, the innocence of a child vanished. Although his white robe had become somewhat tattered from the long journey, at this moment, the noble and elegant aura still enveloped his handsome face, making it appear so perfect. In an instant, the innocence of a child vanished. Although his white robe had become somewhat tattered from the long journey, at this moment, the noble and elegant aura still enveloped his handsome face, making it appear so perfect.
Yin Zhu's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded, saying: "Uncle, please take care on your journey. If it weren't for your help this time, I wouldn't know what to do."
... ...
Look, over there is the Mercenary Guild
The young girl released her grip on the hand of the Archmage and strode menacingly towards Yin Zhu. The wind element had already begun to coalesce around her body, poised to erupt at any moment
Teacher, where is the exam taking place
Thank you, teacher
Yin Zhu looked at Bi Ji in surprise. An Ya had once told him that due to the importance of magical beasts to mages, generally speaking, mages would wait until their magic reached a certain level before deciding on their magical beast. Although warriors also sign contracts for their magical beasts, they cannot summon their beasts at will like mages can. Nevertheless, the contract between a warrior and their mount is not as fixed as that of a mage, which is only signed once in a lifetime. If a magical beast dies, the warrior has the opportunity to sign a new contract for another beast, provided they pay a certain price.
Yin Zhu asked in a low voice
Ye Yin Zhu was somewhat perplexed as to why, after the piece concluded, the coldness of the girl in white seemed to intensify.
The girl in white awakened from her confusion, pondering to herself, what has happened to me? I have never sung the last stanza of "A Chinese Ghost Story" before, yet today I unconsciously sang it out loud. Could it be the influence he has had on me?
Are you sure you haven't gone to the wrong registration room
Yin Zhu turned around and glanced at the sign of the Divine Sound Master standing at the door, nodded, and said: "Indeed! This is the registration office for the Divine Sound Masters"
Yin Zhu, we are going back. The expenses in Milan are too high, and we cannot stay here. You must be careful being alone here. When there is another mission in Milan in the future, I will definitely come to find you. Also, you are too naive and kind; no matter what happens in the future, you must try to protect yourself.
Of course. The area of the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy is equivalent to one-fifth of the city of Milan. If we are just walking, it is manageable for those in the warrior department. But what about us mages? My little Bai is a third-tier jade-horned horse, quite rare, with excellent endurance
Originally, Yin Zhu had planned to ask someone for directions to the registration area after entering the campus, but as soon as he entered the academy, he realized it was unnecessary. There were clear signs along the main road guiding him towards the registration office. He was unaware that he had coincidentally arrived on the last day of enrollment for the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy. If he were to follow Qin Shang's arrangement to become a mentor, it would be fine, but now, without a letter of introduction, it would not be so simple to become a student.
Gern's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. As a peak existence among the powerful of the continent, the appearance of each Grand Sorcerer would become the focal point of everyone's attention
Beside the great archmage stood a young man and a young woman. The young man on the left appeared to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, clad in exquisite silver armor that protected all areas except for the joints. He had broad shoulders and a handsome yet somewhat cold appearance, with long golden hair cascading over his shoulders. His right hand rested on the hilt of a sword at his waist. What caught Yin Zhu's attention the most was a violet mark on his left chest, identical to the one he had encountered before on the Silver Star Dragon Knight Austin. To the right of the great archmage stood a young girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Her short hair, cut to ear length, gave her a spirited appearance. The light pink magic robe did not conceal her fully developed figure, and her delicate face displayed a proud expression. Her large, water-blue eyes sparkled with an eccentric light as she smiled while linking arms with the great archmage. Most notably, the magic emblem on her left chest was yellow. Achieving the yellow level at such a young age was absolutely astonishing. The yellow level symbolizes a high-level mage, and even being at the initial stage is enough to be remarkable.
Brigitte smiled faintly and said, "As long as you listen to her play a piece, the exam will be complete"
The originally densely packed mercenary group parted like a tide, revealing the counter at the innermost part. Suddenly, exclamations of surprise drew the mercenaries on both sides of the hall, who were either accepting or completing tasks, to gather around, their astonished gazes directed towards the end of the split passage.
At that moment, as the guzheng played by the young girl on stage resonated for the first time, the sound, akin to the flowing waters of high mountains, emanated a radiant orange hue, captivating the attention of everyone present. The clear and textured tones of the guzheng carried a hint of sadness, as her long, jade-like fingers glided gracefully over the strings, intertwining with the orange light released from the music, creating a brilliant interplay. The sound of the guzheng was like a thread of spirit, binding the hearts and minds of each individual.
Yin Zhu was startled by her, instinctively taking a few steps back and nearly tripping over the chair beside her. "What is wrong with you?"
Ye Yin Zhu was taken aback for a moment, "What do you mean by making grandiose statements? I am merely stating the facts. What is wrong with being at the Red Level? Did you not all rise from the Red Level? Whose cultivation does not require a process?"
With a cold snort, she picked up the guzheng from the table with both hands and turned to head backstage
The young girl raised her head arrogantly and said, "Did you not claim that the S-level mercenary group is nothing? I am curious to know what level your mercenary group is. You are merely a Crimson-level mage, yet you dare to speak so boldly here."
My mother said that I have been good-looking since I was little. There is no need to be more good-looking.
The registration of the Iron Thorn as a D-level mercenary group went very smoothly, perhaps related to the earlier quarrel between Yin Zhu and the young girl. Ge En finally achieved his wish of becoming the leader of a mid-tier mercenary group. To express his gratitude for Yin Zhu's assistance, he not only gave Yin Zhu the twenty gold coins he had promised but also personally escorted him to the entrance of Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy
On the way to Milan, Ye Yinzhu heard Anya mention the Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy, also known as the Royal Academy of Milan, which holds an extremely prestigious position within the Milan Empire. As the foremost academy on the continent, it has nurtured countless talents. All young people take pride in being able to study at the Milan Academy. The Emperor of the Milan Empire serves as the honorary principal of this academy. Aside from the Milan royal family, there is only one way for anyone else to gain admission to the academy, which is through a rigorous examination. It has been said that the Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy is a stronghold for the powerful on the Longqi Nulus continent, second only to Fablan. The eastern gate of Milan is also the only entrance to the city that does not require military defenses, as the students of the Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy alone constitute an extremely formidable defensive force
Upon exiting the registration area, the female teacher paused, bringing her hands together in front of her chest. With her index fingers crossed, she traced a hexagram pattern and softly recited a few incantations. A beam of light surged forth from her chest, illuminating the hexagram she had drawn in a vivid orange. In a flash of light, a massive figure appeared before her.
Gendao: "A Purple-level powerhouse is a symbol of an S-level mercenary group, but it is not everything. Just as our Iron Thorn needs your assistance to elevate the level of the mercenary group, an S-level mercenary group also requires at least one Purple-level powerhouse, and its own strength must be exceptionally formidable as well"
The wind stirs the cranes to dance, the wind carries the light clouds, the phoenix and the dragon harmonize, the falling flowers drift with the water. You have employed four techniques to complete this piece, but is it sufficient to harmonize with the guqin? Yet, why do you use the qin melody to influence my mood?
Ah—
Clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's chant, what a beautiful piece "A Chinese Ghost Story"
Oh, so it's for registration. Please fill out the form. The registration fee is 10 gold coins. If you do not pass the entrance examination, the registration fee is non-refundable
The coldness in the eyes of the girl in white seems to have melted away, leaving only endless sorrow. Her voice, slightly hoarse yet as enchanting as the cry of a phoenix, seamlessly connected with the latter half of the piece as she played the guzheng.
Uncle, as long as the mercenary group has a purple-level powerhouse, can it become an S-level mercenary group
The harmonious song came to a quiet halt, yet the sound of the guzheng lingered gracefully, fading away amidst a simultaneous hum, carrying with it endless reverberations. Yin Zhu's eyes were as clear as a bright mirror, while the black eyes of the girl in white had taken on a hint of confusion.
Ge En chuckled, "There will be opportunities to meet again in the future. I'm leaving now, and you should hurry to report to the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy. Oh, by the way, from what I've seen, that Miss Anya is definitely not an ordinary person; even the Dragon Knights treat her with great respect. If anything happens to you, remember to seek her help. I can see that she has a good impression of you and will surely not refuse."
Will a third-tier magician also have low-tier magical beasts
The gesture of the sound bamboo changed again, with the right hand's index and middle fingers forming a semicircle, while the left hand's thumb, index, and ring fingers pressed the strings simultaneously. The sound waves trembled, becoming a bit softer than before, slightly diluting the sadness in the piece "A Chinese Ghost Story." Accompanied by the harmonious sound of the guqin and zheng, the two could not help but sing the final stanza together.
Although she found the female teacher somewhat strange, Yin Zhu still followed her instructions, and the amount of gold coins on her person was suddenly reduced by half
The S-Class Mercenary Group, the second S-Class Mercenary Group has been born
The guzheng resembles the guqin in shape, yet it is larger and has more strings, totaling twenty-one. Its sound is magnificent and resounding, and it is easier to control than the guqin. Qin Shang once told Yin Zhu that among the many ancient musical instruments, the guqin is the emperor while the guzheng is the empress. The guqin is difficult to harmonize with other instruments except for the xiao, whereas the guzheng can be played in ensemble or duet with any instrument. The sound of the guzheng is relatively clearer and more melodious than that of the guqin, and it has a wider range, but it lacks the refined and profound quality and the lingering resonance that the guqin possesses. The guqin is difficult to harmonize with other instruments except for the xiao, whereas the guzheng can be played in ensemble or duet with any instrument. The sound of the guzheng is relatively clearer and more melodious than that of the guqin, and it has a wider range, but it lacks the refined and profound quality and the lingering resonance that the guqin possesses.
You ... ...
The girl glared fiercely at Yin Zhu and said, "Don't let me see you again, or you'll regret it."
Before Yin Zhu could carefully observe the architecture before him, Bi Ji led him into the hall. The hall was not large, accommodating approximately five hundred people, yet there were only about forty individuals present, making it feel quite empty. Since Yin Zhu and Bi Ji entered the hall from the back, they could only see the backs of these individuals. Just as Yin Zhu had guessed, they were all girls, and each young lady had her own instrument placed on the table in front of her.
Hello
As soon as they entered within a radius of 500 meters of the Mercenary Guild, the flow of people around them suddenly increased. Mercenaries of various shapes and sizes were constantly weaving in and out. Ge'en, accompanied by Yin Zhu, finally managed to squeeze into the Mercenary Guild. Once inside the guild, the pressure from the crowd dissipated. At least a hundred staff members dressed in black were maintaining order within the guild.
Yes, my name is Biji, and you can call me Teacher Biji. Come up, if you walk, it will take a while. Riding a horse is faster.
The woman lying down lifted her head in a somewhat dazed manner, revealing a delicate and charming face in front of Yin Zhu. She appeared to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with long green hair cascading over her shoulders, slightly disheveled from her recent slumber. As she was seated, her figure was not clearly visible, but she was undoubtedly a beauty. Having been awakened from her dreams by Yin Zhu, she exuded a certain lazy yet elegant demeanor.
Yin Zhu's dual gaze fixed upon the young woman in white on the stage, her eyes reflecting a hint of enchantment, as she murmured to herself: "The Butterfly Lovers."
The Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy is adjacent to the eastern gate of Milan. Only by truly coming here can one understand why the highest-ranking academy of all human nations on this continent is built on the outskirts of Milan rather than within the city itself. This is because its area is simply too vast. The towering walls of the academy merge seamlessly with the city walls of Milan, stretching out to the horizon and appearing almost limitless.
Yin Zhu tentatively called out
The joyful youth of the world travels along the rugged path, amidst the ruggedness, he sees the sunlight. In the mortal realm, how many directions of happiness exist? A thread-like dream, the path of wind and rain follows the crowd, vast and boundless, a thread-like dream, the path of wind and rain follows the crowd, vast and boundless.
The deep red glow, accompanied by the sound of the zither, intertwined with the orange light of the girl in white, illuminated the entire hall in a brilliant display. The introduction of the zither's melody did not feel abrupt; rather, it was remarkably harmonious. The girl in white, who had been focused on her zither, finally lifted her head for the first time
Yin Zhu's gaze became distant; perhaps others lost themselves in the melancholic sound waves of the zither piece, but his heart had already completely immersed itself in the harmonious plucking and the profound meaning of this beautiful zither melody. Only those who truly understand can fully grasp everything within this zither piece
Brigitte snorted and said, "Although I am a magician, I am merely an Orange-level Sound Mage. We Sound Mages do not need to engage in combat; being able to travel is sufficient. If you hope to become powerful, it is still not too late to change your major now."
As soon as the words fell, Yin Zhu's expression changed slightly. Instinctively, he took a step sideways, and a faint sound of wind brushed past him. When he looked up, he happened to meet the furious gaze of the girl standing next to the Grand Sorcerer. Clearly, she had heard Yin Zhu's words. At that moment, the three of them were just passing by Yin Zhu and Ge En.
With both hands pressing the strings, Yin Zhu stood up and smiled. The innocence of childhood reappeared, softening the elegance and nobility that surrounded him
The sound of awakening from a dream resonated throughout the venue, including the girl beside Yin Zhu and Teacher Biji sitting in the corner. When the zither music began, they had already been captivated by it, and most people were completely unaware of Yin Zhu's later participation. For a moment, they all remained in a dreamlike state, with only a few girls exhibiting clearer expressions, revealing thoughts similar to those of Yin Zhu.
Ye Yin Zhu looked in the direction pointed by Ge En and saw a tall and magnificent building at the end of the street ahead. The massive structure was arched, making it difficult to gauge its area from the front, but even from the front, it was already over one hundred meters wide and nearly thirty meters high. The building was surrounded by a large wall, and at the center of the structure, there was a huge golden shield emblem. Behind the shield, two long swords were crossed, shimmering with dazzling light under the sunlight, clearly visible even from a great distance. The building was surrounded by a large wall, and at the center of the structure, there was a huge golden shield emblem. Behind the shield, two long swords were crossed, shimmering with dazzling light under the sunlight, clearly visible even from a great distance.
Gently sitting down, Yinzhu carefully placed the Yuyun Qin back in front of the young girl beside her, a thoughtful light shining in her eyes
"Grandfather Qin, what does that piano have?"