Chapter 331: A Promise to Xue Ke

The song of prayer was soothing and beautiful, rhythmic and cadenced, rising and falling, sorrowful yet magnificent. It perfectly expressed all of humanity's hatred for war and prayers for peace, touching the very depths of the soul.

This piece was composed by Xue Ke herself, and it was the work she was most proud of in the more than ten years she had been studying music.

Perhaps she could improve in the future, and this was not her magnum opus, but this piece was certainly one of the most important in her life.

Because this was a piece she wrote for Nan Feihuang, hoping that she could be peaceful and stable with her beloved, together forever and ever.

The main hall of Yuexuan suddenly fell silent; even the furious Ning Rongrong was no longer making a scene at this moment.

No one wanted to interrupt this beautiful piece of music.

As Xue Ke played, she cast her gaze toward Feihuang; one could see the crystal light shimmering in her eyes—those were the tears of longing for the sweetheart she was seeing again.

When the piece entered its second half, those who understood music even a little seemed to be able to hear a young girl's longing for her lover within it.

As Xue Ke's signature piece, these nobles had of course heard this song before, but this was the first time they had felt this way.

Was it because the return of her fiancé had touched the nostalgia in her heart?

"Melding emotion into the melody; I never expected that just because of Nan Feihuang's return, Ke'er's attainment in music would suddenly achieve a breakthrough," Tang Yuehua murmured. Xue Ke could now be called a master of music; this was a realm she had previously been unable to reach.

Even compared to herself, there was only a one-step gap; she was already within reach.

At Xue Ke's age, she might surpass her at any time in the future.

She also felt a faint sorrow in her heart at this moment; Xue Ke was her most prized disciple and would surely inherit her mantle in the future.

But now, her disciple's husband and her own older brother had a feud that would not end until one of them died; truly, fate plays tricks on people.

Originally, she had wanted to persuade Xue Ke to give up this relationship, but looking at her current state, she had clearly already planted the roots of love too deep.

Before long, the song ended. Xue Ke stood up straight and bowed to the guests in the venue to thank them. She had grown a bit taller, and although her figure was not as good as Qian Renxue's, she was still graceful and slender.

Moreover, she had originally had short hair, but she had grown it out after hearing from somewhere that Nan Feihuang liked long hair.

In fact, Nan Feihuang did not care at all; Lv Lingqi also had short hair, and he liked her just the same.

However, long hair was indeed more suitable for a gentle woman like Xue Ke; Lingqi kept her hair short only because she felt long hair hindered her on the battlefield.

And since Xue Ke did not have to go to such places as the battlefield, her flowing long hair looked much more beautiful.

Xue Ke suppressed the urge to go to Feihuang's side; the etiquette she had studied for many years allowed her to restrain herself well.

The performance was not over yet. The piece just now was her solo and also the opening track of this performance; the real highlight was yet to come.

Led personally by the master of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua, and featuring the excellent students within the pavilion performing together, Xue Ke was naturally among them.

This was Nan Feihuang's first time seeing Tang Yuehua, a person who was said to be comparable to Bibi Dong in temperament. Of course, that was only in temperament; in terms of strength, Bibi Dong left her in the dust by a hundred and eight thousand li.

This Tang Yuehua's martial soul, like the Grandmaster's, had undergone a malignant mutation. Her martial soul could not be equipped with a Spirit Ring, so her soul power had been limited to level nine for her entire life, and she would never become a true Spirit Master.

Fortunately, when one door closes, another opens; her martial soul came with an innate domain, the Noble Circle, which could dissolve a person's hostility and make people feel calm.

Combined with her artistic talent, it made her a rare master of etiquette and music throughout the ages.

Today's main repertoire was a magnificent and atmospheric piece praising the beauty of the human world. Under Tang Yuehua's precise conducting, the students performed without a single flaw, drawing praise from all the major nobles.

The reason Ning Rongrong was so angry was that she had not been selected for this performance team, meaning these praises had nothing to do with her.

Although she was a little witch, she also had a sense of honor. Yuexuan's performances were world-famous; if she could get on stage, it would also be a glory for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

At that time, her father and grandfather would surely be proud of her.

"Damn it, I clearly studied very seriously too. If I had gone on stage, I definitely wouldn't have been worse than those people up there," Ning Rongrong said angrily. "Fatty, let's go, we're heading back. Today's matter cannot just be left at this."

Although her anger had been temporarily dissolved by Xue Ke's "Prayer," as her jealousy grew, her anger soon surged up again.

As the little witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, when had she ever been bullied like this in her life?

She would settle this score with Nan Feihuang properly.

That's right, she indeed could not beat him, and even if she called all the younger generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would probably just be serving food to Nan Feihuang.

However, this was the Heaven Dou Empire, not the Gu Lei Kingdom, and Nan Feihuang's mother was not here.

At this moment, Feihuang was completely unaware of Ning Rongrong's vengeful mentality. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't care; his thoughts were entirely on Xue Ke.

Today, Xue Ke's song of longing had moved him greatly.

Ever since he came out of Slaughter City, his mind had been filled with nothing but his father, mother, Qian Renxue, and Lv Lingqi, as well as how to kill Tang Hao.

Yet he had constantly neglected this legitimate fiancée.

He knew that in his heart, his affection for Xue Ke was far less than his feelings for Lv Lingqi and Qian Renxue, but Xue Ke's love for him was likely more than any other girl's.

This made him feel a bit guilty; he seemed to have been too unfair to her.

After the performance ended, Feihuang received a message from a maid at Yuexuan, inviting him to the rooftop of Yuexuan for a talk.

When Feihuang arrived there, Xue Ke was already waiting.

"Ke'er, I..."

Just as Feihuang wanted to say something, the figure opposite him could no longer hold back and rushed into Feihuang's arms at high speed.

Just now, under the eyes of the public, Xue Ke could suppress her impulses, but now that it was just the two of them, she did not want to endure it anymore.

"I thought, Brother Feihuang, that you didn't want me anymore." Xue Ke cried until her face was covered in tears. For over a year, she had not received a single piece of news about her fiancé; she didn't know if he was alive or dead, and she had lived in fear every single day.

She had even heard the Great Emperor Xue Ye mention that if there was still no news of Nan Feihuang, he would go to the Gu Lei Kingdom to break off the engagement and marry her to someone else, seemingly some great noble from the Luo family of the Balak Kingdom.

She didn't want that; she knew very well that she only had Nan Feihuang in her heart. For this, she had defied her father, Great Emperor Xue Ye, for the first time.

Fortunately, with the mediation of her older brother Xue Qinghe, she was able to continue waiting at Yuexuan.

"How could that be? Ke'er, I would never not want you. This time I came, Brother Feihuang will take you away, okay? Come back to the Gu Lei Kingdom with me." Nan Feihuang decided to take Xue Ke away; after all, in a few years, this place would become a place of trouble.

The Heaven Dou Imperial Family would be slaughtered by Qian Renxue. Even if she herself kept the sibling bond in mind and would not lay a hand on Xue Ke, there was no guarantee that her subordinates wouldn't take it upon themselves to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

Xue Ke's strength was too weak; he did not want her to encounter danger.

"Really? Is Brother Feihuang going to elope with me?" Xue Ke was both surprised and happy. She had long since not wanted to stay here; in this entire Tiandou City, apart from her older brother Xue Qinghe and her teacher Tang Yuehua, no one truly cared for her.

Even her teacher had recently been trying to interfere with her marriage, wanting her to forget Nan Feihuang and introducing new young talents to her.

"Silly girl, what elopement?" Feihuang smiled and tapped Xue Ke's head. "I am your legitimate fiancé. I want to take you away; who dares to stop me? Who can stop me?"

"Don't worry, Ke'er. I will go see the Emperor, explain the situation, and take you back to my Gu Lei Kingdom to complete the engagement ceremony first. For this whole life, I will definitely take care of you and never leave your side."

Feihuang is indeed a scumbag, but he will not evade; since he has decided to marry Xue Ke, he will shoulder this responsibility and let no one bully her ever again.

Listening to Feihuang's confession, Xue Ke buried her head deep into her lover's embrace, deeply moved, "Brother Feihuang, you are so good!"

(End of this chapter)