Supreme Lord Chapter 12
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Chapter 12
Along with the appearance of Grandmaster Wen Zhu, the musical gathering had officially begun .
Since it was a musical gathering, some seniors would unavoidably speak some words, and the first one to do so was Grandmaster Wen Zhu, who had been regarded as the leader of Bluesun Domain’s music circle .
This old man was exactly a person who has been studying music all his life and was extremely knowledgeable about this field . His speech showcased his earnestness as well as a kind of obsession and reverence for music .
After the several seniors finished speaking, some youngsters began performing on the stage . Just as Ouyang Ye said earlier, this gathering was a rare opportunity for young musicians to obtain the advice of these seniors, which was a great help to their musical attainments and popularity .
As one young musician after another finished playing, Ouyang Ye also started preparing and took out her beloved zither from her storage bag and walked to the stage, quietly waiting her turn . Before leaving, she told Gu Qingfeng that if Yun Hong and Ye Hui came over, he had to ignore them .
Soon, it was Ouyang Ye’s turn to play .
When the little girl took the stage, there was loud applause in the venue, and obviously, many people seemed to be looking forward to her performance .
Gu Qingfeng sat alone in the corner, sipping on his wine and eating spiritual fruits, “This girl is really playing my song . ”
When the zither started playing, Gu Qingfeng involuntarily shook his head, somewhat flabbergasted . He still vaguely remembered this song called ‘Laughing at the Mundane World’ .
Throughout the world, any song that was capable of having any type of profundities was absolutely not something to be trifled with .
This was because every song carried the spiritual will of the creator at the time of its creation . Playing the profundities within a song was actually like playing an ethereal legend, one that made people feel as if they experienced a poignant reincarnation .
Each song was a legend and a reincarnation, and all these things were expressed through music . It created a spiritual resonance and made people feel as if their soul was leaving their bodies and dreaming back throughout times, experiencing a type of intangible wonderfulness .
This was why many people were addicted to music .
Because music allowed people to temporarily forget about mundane problems and sent them into an imaginary world created by music, where they could feel the countless emotions within a song . A song was not only capable of evoking a spiritual resonance, but it also purified the mind, allowing people to comprehend the Dao .
This was not an exaggeration at all . Gu Qingfeng once witnessed a demoness listening to the Great Compassion Mantra played by an old monk, and then she became a Buddha on the spot .
Ouyang Ye’s performance of ‘Laughing at the Mundane World’ was not bad at all . Although she was not capable of bringing out the concept within it, she still showed a great number of profundities . Having this kind of musical attainments at such a young age was extremely rare .
Along with the ending of the song, came the standing ovation of the crowd .
Even Grandmaster Wen Zhu stood up and praised, “I hadn’t seen her for a few months, but I didn’t expect her musical attainments to become even more profound . This song, “Laughing at the Red Dust”, contains 62 different fingering styles, 98 exquisite rhythms, and more than two hundred spiritual arts . Perfectly combining all the spiritual arts as Miss Ouyang did is truly, truly rare!”
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After being praised by Grandmaster Wen Zhu, Ouyang Ye hurriedly and yet at the same time, gracefully bowed slightly, expressing her thanks .
“As we all know, the Sovereign’s songs are an amalgam of profundities . Every song of his was a legend and a reincarnation that contained myriads of profundities . ” Grandmaster Wen Zhu stroked his white beard and said solemnly .
“However, because the Sovereign’s songs are simply too profound, we can only look up to them . Just now, Miss Ouyang was able to bring out 80% of the profundities within the Laughing at the Mundane World, which is an indescribable accomplishment for someone so young . I’m certain that her musical road will be even more dazzling in the future!”
As soon as Grandmaster Wen Zhu’s finished speaking, the venue erupted in applause once again .
The round of applause was, on one hand, approval for Grandmaster Wen Zhu, and on the other hand, praise for Ouyang Ye .
The musicians in the audience were well versed in music and knew that the Sovereign’s songs were all incomparably profound . A lot of experts with deep musical attainments were not able of bringing out the profundities within the Laughing at the Mundane World, and yet, Ouyang Ye, despite her relatively mediocre level music, showed 80% of them . This was the type of talent that made people envious!
Ouyang Ye’s musical talent was one of the main reasons why Ye Hui hated her .
At this moment, looking at Ouyang Ye, who was standing on the stage and was being praised by everyone, Ye Hui’s eyes were filled with hatred and said disdainfully, “Hmph, her musical attainments are not high at all! She is so conceited just because she can play two of the Sovereign’s songs!”
Ye Hui’s eyes were filled with hate, the kind of hate that went straight to the marrow of her bones . She considered herself to be higher than Ouyang Ye in terms of musical attainments and she could play quite a lot of songs, but despite this, she still was not as famous or as valuable as Ouyang Ye .
The reason was simple, Ouyang Ye was capable of playing two of the Sovereign’s songs and could also bring out the profundities within them . This was simply too valuable!
Almost every musician knew that Sovereign’s songs were the most popular in the world, and if you brought out the profundities within them, your value would be high! But not everyone was capable of this .
Many of the seniors present here were not capable of achieving this, let alone Ye Hui . Although she had been practicing for many years, she had not been able to bring out the profundities within the Sovereign’s simplest song, not even one bit!
And neither could Yun Hong, who was a leading figure among the young musicians of the Bluesun Domain .
If everyone was capable of bringing out the profundities within the Sovereign’s songs, his songs wouldn’t have been recognized as legendary masterpiecies that contained a reincarnation and myriads of profundities .
Just as Ye Hui, Yun Hong also hated Ouyag Ye . Perhaps the fact that he was rejected by her was also an important factor, but even more than that, he resented her because, despite of his towering fame and talent that placed him in the front of the younger generation of musicians, his value was the same as her’s .
Taking a deep breath, Yun Hong sneaked a glance at Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting in the corner, and the corner of his mouth lifted up in a sinister and cold smile .
“Huihui, look carefully, this time I’ll definitely make Ouyang Ye’s face hit the floor !”
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Ye Hui nodded and as she looked at Ouyang Ye, who was walking off the stage, a glint of smugness flashed in her eyes, ”Humph! Let’s see if you can still smile like that later!”
After being praised in front of the crowd by many people, including Grandmaster Wen Zhu, Ouyang Ye was in an extremely good mood . She took back her zither and returned to her corner, laughing happily, “Hey hey, what did you think of my performance?”
“It was decent . ” Gu Qingfeng was holding a cup of wine in one hand and eating with the other .
As soon as this sentence entered Ouyang Ye’s ears, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on her . The little girl glared at him and said in a displeased tone, “What do you mean decent? That was very good, alright? No! Actually it was excellent!”
“Girl, you shouldn’t play this song in the future because it’s not suitable for you at all . To be exact, you should stop playing Gu Tianlang’s songs in the future . Why is a little girl like you playing his songs?”
“His songs are either about extreme satisfaction, extreme grief, or they are mocking the common people and condemning the Dao . They are too extreme and if you play them too much, they will affect your worldview . ”
“Humph, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand! That’s what a true man is, do you understand?”
Whenever Sovereign Bloodheaven was mentioned, Ouyang Ye’s gorgeous face was covered in endless adoration, ”Haven’t you heard of this line? Marrying the Sovereign was the fantasy of all women . ”
“I–” Gu Qingfeng shook his head and laughed bitterly, and was about to say something when Ouyang Ye said with a stern face, “I’m warning you, the Sovereign is my hero and my idol! If you dare speak ill of him, I won’t be nice!
“Just forget it…”
Along with the appearance of Grandmaster Wen Zhu, the musical gathering had officially begun .
Since it was a musical gathering, some seniors would unavoidably speak some words, and the first one to do so was Grandmaster Wen Zhu, who had been regarded as the leader of Bluesun Domain’s music circle .
This old man was exactly a person who has been studying music all his life and was extremely knowledgeable about this field . His speech showcased his earnestness as well as a kind of obsession and reverence for music .
After the several seniors finished speaking, some youngsters began performing on the stage . Just as Ouyang Ye said earlier, this gathering was a rare opportunity for young musicians to obtain the advice of these seniors, which was a great help to their musical attainments and popularity .
As one young musician after another finished playing, Ouyang Ye also started preparing and took out her beloved zither from her storage bag and walked to the stage, quietly waiting her turn . Before leaving, she told Gu Qingfeng that if Yun Hong and Ye Hui came over, he had to ignore them .
Soon, it was Ouyang Ye’s turn to play .
When the little girl took the stage, there was loud applause in the venue, and obviously, many people seemed to be looking forward to her performance .
Gu Qingfeng sat alone in the corner, sipping on his wine and eating spiritual fruits, “This girl is really playing my song . ”
When the zither started playing, Gu Qingfeng involuntarily shook his head, somewhat flabbergasted . He still vaguely remembered this song called ‘Laughing at the Mundane World’ .
Throughout the world, any song that was capable of having any type of profundities was absolutely not something to be trifled with .
This was because every song carried the spiritual will of the creator at the time of its creation . Playing the profundities within a song was actually like playing an ethereal legend, one that made people feel as if they experienced a poignant reincarnation .
Each song was a legend and a reincarnation, and all these things were expressed through music . It created a spiritual resonance and made people feel as if their soul was leaving their bodies and dreaming back throughout times, experiencing a type of intangible wonderfulness .
This was why many people were addicted to music .
Because music allowed people to temporarily forget about mundane problems and sent them into an imaginary world created by music, where they could feel the countless emotions within a song . A song was not only capable of evoking a spiritual resonance, but it also purified the mind, allowing people to comprehend the Dao .
This was not an exaggeration at all . Gu Qingfeng once witnessed a demoness listening to the Great Compassion Mantra played by an old monk, and then she became a Buddha on the spot .
Ouyang Ye’s performance of ‘Laughing at the Mundane World’ was not bad at all . Although she was not capable of bringing out the concept within it, she still showed a great number of profundities . Having this kind of musical attainments at such a young age was extremely rare .
Along with the ending of the song, came the standing ovation of the crowd .
Even Grandmaster Wen Zhu stood up and praised, “I hadn’t seen her for a few months, but I didn’t expect her musical attainments to become even more profound . This song, “Laughing at the Red Dust”, contains 62 different fingering styles, 98 exquisite rhythms, and more than two hundred spiritual arts . Perfectly combining all the spiritual arts as Miss Ouyang did is truly, truly rare!”
After being praised by Grandmaster Wen Zhu, Ouyang Ye hurriedly and yet at the same time, gracefully bowed slightly, expressing her thanks .
“As we all know, the Sovereign’s songs are an amalgam of profundities . Every song of his was a legend and a reincarnation that contained myriads of profundities . ” Grandmaster Wen Zhu stroked his white beard and said solemnly .
“However, because the Sovereign’s songs are simply too profound, we can only look up to them . Just now, Miss Ouyang was able to bring out 80% of the profundities within the Laughing at the Mundane World, which is an indescribable accomplishment for someone so young . I’m certain that her musical road will be even more dazzling in the future!”
As soon as Grandmaster Wen Zhu’s finished speaking, the venue erupted in applause once again .
The round of applause was, on one hand, approval for Grandmaster Wen Zhu, and on the other hand, praise for Ouyang Ye .
The musicians in the audience were well versed in music and knew that the Sovereign’s songs were all incomparably profound . A lot of experts with deep musical attainments were not able of bringing out the profundities within the Laughing at the Mundane World, and yet, Ouyang Ye, despite her relatively mediocre level music, showed 80% of them . This was the type of talent that made people envious!
Ouyang Ye’s musical talent was one of the main reasons why Ye Hui hated her .
At this moment, looking at Ouyang Ye, who was standing on the stage and was being praised by everyone, Ye Hui’s eyes were filled with hatred and said disdainfully, “Hmph, her musical attainments are not high at all! She is so conceited just because she can play two of the Sovereign’s songs!”
Ye Hui’s eyes were filled with hate, the kind of hate that went straight to the marrow of her bones . She considered herself to be higher than Ouyang Ye in terms of musical attainments and she could play quite a lot of songs, but despite this, she still was not as famous or as valuable as Ouyang Ye .
The reason was simple, Ouyang Ye was capable of playing two of the Sovereign’s songs and could also bring out the profundities within them . This was simply too valuable!
Almost every musician knew that Sovereign’s songs were the most popular in the world, and if you brought out the profundities within them, your value would be high! But not everyone was capable of this .
Many of the seniors present here were not capable of achieving this, let alone Ye Hui . Although she had been practicing for many years, she had not been able to bring out the profundities within the Sovereign’s simplest song, not even one bit!
And neither could Yun Hong, who was a leading figure among the young musicians of the Bluesun Domain .
If everyone was capable of bringing out the profundities within the Sovereign’s songs, his songs wouldn’t have been recognized as legendary masterpiecies that contained a reincarnation and myriads of profundities .
Just as Ye Hui, Yun Hong also hated Ouyag Ye . Perhaps the fact that he was rejected by her was also an important factor, but even more than that, he resented her because, despite of his towering fame and talent that placed him in the front of the younger generation of musicians, his value was the same as her’s .
Taking a deep breath, Yun Hong sneaked a glance at Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting in the corner, and the corner of his mouth lifted up in a sinister and cold smile .
“Huihui, look carefully, this time I’ll definitely make Ouyang Ye’s face hit the floor !”
Ye Hui nodded and as she looked at Ouyang Ye, who was walking off the stage, a glint of smugness flashed in her eyes, ”Humph! Let’s see if you can still smile like that later!”
After being praised in front of the crowd by many people, including Grandmaster Wen Zhu, Ouyang Ye was in an extremely good mood . She took back her zither and returned to her corner, laughing happily, “Hey hey, what did you think of my performance?”
“It was decent . ” Gu Qingfeng was holding a cup of wine in one hand and eating with the other .
As soon as this sentence entered Ouyang Ye’s ears, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on her . The little girl glared at him and said in a displeased tone, “What do you mean decent? That was very good, alright? No! Actually it was excellent!”
“Girl, you shouldn’t play this song in the future because it’s not suitable for you at all . To be exact, you should stop playing Gu Tianlang’s songs in the future . Why is a little girl like you playing his songs?”
“His songs are either about extreme satisfaction, extreme grief, or they are mocking the common people and condemning the Dao . They are too extreme and if you play them too much, they will affect your worldview . ”
“Humph, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand! That’s what a true man is, do you understand?”
Whenever Sovereign Bloodheaven was mentioned, Ouyang Ye’s gorgeous face was covered in endless adoration, ”Haven’t you heard of this line? Marrying the Sovereign was the fantasy of all women . ”
“I–” Gu Qingfeng shook his head and laughed bitterly, and was about to say something when Ouyang Ye said with a stern face, “I’m warning you, the Sovereign is my hero and my idol! If you dare speak ill of him, I won’t be nice!
“Just forget it…”
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