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I Just Want to Live Well but Surpassed the Protagonist – 90 Highest Point
“Is this our Hall Master? She’s even more beautiful than I imagined.”
“I’ve been in the Hall for 20 years, and I’ve finally seen the Hall Master today, one of my lifelong wishes has been fulfilled.”
“Envious.”
“Me too.”
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Mu Qingyin, with various exclamations, sighs, and compliments.
Yi Bai reacted first at this time, and immediately stood up: “What are you all doing? Why aren’t you greeting the Hall Master?”
As the Hall Master of Yinhua Hall, Mu Qingyin is more like a protector than a teacher. If they encounter any trouble outside, such as being bullied, Yi Bai and the others, who are in the Golden Core stage, can’t stand up for themselves, so it’s natural for Mu Qingyin to come forward.
Every Hall Master has their own dignity, and they can’t let their disciples suffer.
Since Mu Qingyin became the Hall Master, the Hall Master assessment she set up has scared away many people, and her deterrence is very strong. Moreover, the disciples of the Yinhua Hall are basically indifferent to fame and fortune, so there have been no incidents of bullying. In the past, when there were still male cultivators in the Yinhua Hall, there were many verbal conflicts, which eventually escalated into fights.
Tianluo Sect doesn’t object to duels between disciples, as long as they don’t kill anyone or waste their cultivation, there won’t be much problem. The key is, what does the Yinhua Hall cultivate? Music and painting! They haven’t ‘t even mastered it yet, and they ran to fight with sword cultivators and saber cultivators, isn’t that funny? They can’t win a fight, they lose the face of the Hall Master, and afterwards they always feel that they are very talented, and go to hook up with girls, and then get into arguments with others, and then fight again, in a never-ending cycle.
Therefore, after Mu Qingyin came to power, the first thing she did was to expel all the guys who couldn’t calm down, and the effect was significant, for so many years, the Yinhua Hall has never had any shameful rumors.
In short, as the Hall Master, the disciples should show her respect.
Just as everyone was about to stand up and salute, Mu Qingyin stretched out her slender hand and waved it gently: “No need to be polite, and don’t be reserved because of my arrival, just do as you please.”
As the main person to be celebrated at the celebration, Ye Yong was sitting in the middle of the main table, he offered his seat to Mu Qingyin, but Mu Qingyin shook her head and sat next to him.
“The Hall Master doesn’t seem to be very fierce.”
“Yeah, I thought that she must be a devil since she came up with such an assessment.”
“You want to die, ah, saying that about the Hall Master. To put it bluntly, aren’t those men just impure in their thoughts, and asked for it? Didn’t Junior Brother Ye pass it?”
“I know, it’s just that I was too worried that Junior Brother Ye wouldn’t be able to pass it before, so I thought that way.”
Listening to the whispers around her, Mu Qingyin sighed in her heart.
Let alone the fact that she found it troublesome to socialize, just by sitting here, it was impossible for the disciples to relax and enjoy the banquet.
She really shouldn’t have come out, she had been muddle-headed for a moment.
Yi Bai could feel that the atmosphere had changed somewhat. Everyone was very curious about the Hall Master and welcomed her arrival, but the disparity in their statuses would always create a gap.
Yi Bai exchanged glances with a few other Golden Core disciples and nodded. They began trying to liven up the atmosphere: “It seems that Junior Brother Ye has really made a great contribution this time. Even the Hall Master has come to congratulate him. What about your congratulations? Why are you all hiding them and not saying anything?”
With someone taking the lead, there would definitely be responses. Everyone offered their congratulations one after another.
However, it still felt a little strange. Ye Yong and Mu Qingyin were sitting close to each other, while the others were sitting far away. Then, said their congratulations to everyone, just like at a wedding banquet.
Mu Qingyin’s expression changed slightly, and she once again lamented that she shouldn’t have come out.
Yi Bai wiped the fine sweat from her fair face. Why was it getting more and more awkward? “Eat, eat.”
Senior Sister Bai, that won’t do. If we eat now, won’t it be even more awkward if no one talks?
As a modern person, even if Ye Yong wasn’t some kind of party king, he had at least seen so many movies, TV shows, and manga that he could be considered to have some experience.
He stood up and said to everyone, “Before that, I’d like to say something. Yesterday morning, I went to see the Hall Master, and she bestowed upon me a top-grade earth-level flute. I’d like to show it off a little in front of my senior and junior sisters. Do you mind?”
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“Of course not.”
“Come on!”
Ye Yong bought a first-grade spirit score from the System Store that had the effect of relaxing the mind. He took out the Star Moon Ring Flute and began to play it.
The faint sound of the flute lingered endlessly, like a gentle breeze blowing over the body, making people relax and enjoy themselves.
After the song ended, everyone applauded Ye Yong. Ye Yong smiled modestly and then said, “Everyone says that the zither music played by the disciples of our Sound Painting Hall is the best in the Tianluo Sect. I wonder if we, as disciples, have the honor…”
“Yes. Hall Master, please play a song. Please.”
Everyone started making a fuss, and they were also really curious.
The music of a Nascent Soul expert was not something that could be heard whenever one wanted to.
Mu Qingyin glanced at Ye Yong and nodded slightly.
Yi Bai hurriedly brought the zither in front of Mu Qingyin. Mu Qingyin placed her slender jade hands on it and said to the female disciples, “Those of you who cultivate the zither, listen carefully.”
Clang!
Just a single strum was enough to shake the soul.
Clang, clang!
As the music continued to play, the emotions of the people around seemed to be led along, rising and falling with the ups and downs of the music. Someone even directly broke through their realm.
The zither stopped, and everyone still had their eyes closed, lost in the aftertaste.
Ye Yong felt that it was about enough and took the lead in applauding. Soon, everyone else also came to their senses and applauded.
“I wonder if I, as a disciple, can be so presumptuous as to ask to play a song with the Hall Master?”
“Yes.”
There was no musical score, but as long as Ye Yong started, with Mu Qingyin’s musical attainments, it would be a piece of cake for her to cooperate with him.
Ye Yong didn’t play a spirit song but simply improvised. In any case, he played a light and cheerful tune. The zither followed the flute, sometimes echoing, sometimes harmonizing. At this time, two paintings floated in, and the painted beauties appeared, stepping onto the stage and dancing gracefully.
Soon, other female disciples joined in, and some even sang along to the music.
The female disciples gradually let go, and the atmosphere became lively. Mu Qingyin looked at Ye Yong a few more times, the corners of her mouth slightly raised in a beautiful arc.
This disciple was always able to give people surprises.
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The rest was simple. Mu Qingyin no longer needed to play the zither. She ate, drank tea, and gave pointers to the female disciples on their problems. After receiving her pointers, the female disciples tried again to improve. Throughout the afternoon, the The sound of instruments, singing, and laughter never stopped.
Wu Xue sat in a corner.
She was a maidservant and not a cultivator. Being able to stay in such a place, let alone mortals, even the male cultivators from other halls would envy her to the point of gnashing their teeth.
Due to her status and the fact that the Hall Master of the Sound Painting Hall was present, Wu Xue didn’t dare to approach her young master, sit in a conspicuous place, or dance with her senior sisters like last time. She silently chose to be a rice bucket with no sense of existence.
At this moment, a graceful and beautiful female cultivator came before her, bent down, and spread out the book in her hand: “Do you know how to read this word?”
Wu Xue glanced at it, and her attention was immediately drawn to the feather pen on the surface of the book: “Senior Sister Lu, what kind of feather is this? It’s so beautiful.”
“hehehe, it’s the first feather shed by a young Que Sha bird.” Lu Xiao Xiao introduced happily.
When Ye Yong sent out the feather pen, Wu Xue was breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining in her room, completely unaware that the other party had taken what the young master had given her and was showing it off in front of her. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for her to listen earnestly like a student as Lu Xiao Xiao recited the information about the Que Sha bird as if she were reciting a textbook.
As for why Lu Xiao Xiao came to chat with Wu Xue, it was because she was a painter and usually only read books. She didn’t practice dancing or singing much, so she didn’t dare to embarrass herself in front of the hall .
Lu Xiao Xiao loved to read books, and Wu Xue also liked them. The two of them chatted quite well. Later on, Wu Xue directly reversed the roles and talked about the stories her young master had told her, which made Lu Xiao Xiao exclaim in amazement and tut in wonder.
The two of them formed a small world of storytelling. Outside, it was a lively world of music and dance, but they didn’t interfere with each other. At this moment, this banquet had reached its peak, where everyone’s mood was happy and relaxed.
(Volume 1: The Way to Survive After Becoming a Villain. End.)
Aww she found a friend!