Chapter 113: Dragon City, Xia Huang!

  Three people's hearts were stirred up with a huge wave, their faces somewhat wooden. No wonder Mu Tian'en and Xie Tianci looked at Xiao Yun differently. If they had known earlier that Xiao Yun was a pre-heavenly music child, they would have risked their lives to save him back then. What does a pre-heavenly music child mean to the Tianyin Sect? They could think of it even with their toes.

  "It's not your fault either, let's get up!" Xie Tianxi sighed and raised his hand to the three of them.

  "Master, Xiao Yun and Hatsune have fallen into the hands of the demon tribe. What should we do now?" Zhao Yuanling asked calmly.

  "Hmph, demon clan!"

  Xie Tianxi hadn't even spoken yet, but Mu Tian'en let out a cold snort and suddenly stood up, his fists tightly clenched, with intense hatred bursting forth from his eyes. "Under the bright sky, you actually dare to commit murder in my Great Xia Kingdom? This matter will definitely be reported to the Emperor of Xia, and I won't let it go unpunished."

  "Senior brother, don't get agitated!" Xie Tianxi was obviously much calmer, "Reporting to the Summer Emperor is a must, however, we don't even know what kind of backing our opponent has, and it's unlikely that the Summer Emperor would take action against the demon tribe just for two small disciples like us from the Tianyin Sect."

  Mu Tian'en's face turned dark and his eyebrows furrowed as he listened. Although his anger was still simmering, he hadn't lost his composure yet. What Xie Tianxi said was true - war meant death, and the battles between humans and demons had always been bloody and devastating. Nowadays, although there were occasional demon incursions, the Great Xia Empire was generally at peace. The Tianyin Sect was just a small sect, and the Summer Emperor was high above, so how could he possibly disregard the people's lives and initiate war with the demon tribe for the sake of two small disciples from the Tianyin Sect?

  After a long silence, the gloomy face of Mu Tian'en relaxed slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of helplessness. "Disciple, let's report this to Emperor Xia for now, and let him make the decision!"

  Xie Tian nodded, "In a while, I will set off for Longcheng. As for the matters on the mountain, please ask Shixiong to take care of them. Although my Tiange Pavilion has declined, it's not something that can be easily bullied. If we find out which demonic faction is behind this calamity, we will definitely not let them off."

  "Master!"

  At this time, Zhao Yuanling stepped forward and had something to say.

  Xie Tianxi looked at Zhao Yuanling, and Zhao Yuanling said, "According to what Yuankui and the others said, Xiao Yun is acquainted with Jiu Wangye and has a good relationship with Liufeng Taizi. If they find out that Xiao Yun is in trouble, perhaps they will lend a hand."

  " Ninth Prince?" Xie Tianxi was taken aback and turned to look at Mu Tian'en, "When did our Xia Kingdom have a Ninth Prince again?"

  Mu Tian'en was also puzzled, Xia Guo holds a Music Dao Conference every sixty years, and all the masters of the Music Dao realm can attend to discuss music together. The two of them had been there once before, but they had never heard of a person called the Ninth King.

  "Disciples also don't know, but Wan Jun and others all say so, and we saw an old man coming out with Xiao Yun and others in the Echo Valley." Zhao Yuanling said.

  "Huh?"

  Xie Tianxi thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to have thought of something and said to Mu Tianen, "Rumor has it that a hundred years ago, the current Xia Emperor had a younger brother who entered the Sacred Traces to cultivate, but never came out. Could the rumor be true?"

  Moy Tian'en stroked his beard, "After a hundred years, with so many dangers in the Holy Land, can he still come out alive?"

  Liu Yuanshu said, "When I went in, I didn't see this person, but he came out with Xiao Yun and the others. The Crown Prince of Liu also treated him with great respect. My guess is that it must be him!"

  "Yuan Fang, what do you think?" Xie Tianxi turned to Li Yuanfang who had been silent all along.

  "Listening to Wan Jun and the others, Xiao Yun and the Ninth Prince's relationship is indeed not bad. Master will explain the situation to the Ninth Prince, I think he should be willing to lend a hand!" Li Yuanfang said somewhat uncertainly.

  "You're thinking too simply!" Xie Tianci shook his head, "All of you can withdraw."

  "Yes!"

  The three of them responded in unison and all backed out.

  The study was silent for a long time, Xie Tianci rubbed his temples with one hand, thinking quietly. As Zhao Yuanling and the others said, even if Xiao Yun had a fateful relationship with the Ninth King, this matter would be difficult to handle. After all, the opponent was from the demon tribe, and the Summer Emperor had many things to consider.

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  Dragon City

  Longcheng is the capital of Dashaguo, the richest country in the nation, located in the center of Yunzhou Province, backed by Dihuang Mountain, and surrounded by Luoshui River. Six hundred miles north of the city gate lies the first river of Lixiu Continent, which flows through five countries, the Yellow River.

  Outside the city walls lies a vast expanse of fertile fields. It can be said that Longcheng, as the political and economic center, has become one of the wealthiest places in the entire Daxia Kingdom.

  Imperial Palace, Zichen Hall.

  "Imperial brother, these hundred years, have you lived well?" In the imperial study, a middle-aged man wearing a golden yellow dragon robe, with an extraordinary air of majesty and power, held an old man's hand, his face showing unusual excitement.

  If Xiao Yun were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that old man as Ji Yunwen, who had parted ways with him not long ago. And as for the middle-aged man, there was no need to say more - since he was wearing a dragon robe, he must be the current ruler of Xia Country, Ji Yunhao.

  A middle-aged man pulled an old man's hand, shouting "Younger brother", this scene would be considered very strange if seen by ordinary people, but for a music repairman, it was normal.

  Ji Yunhao is a great master in the middle period of Le Zong, with a lifespan of up to 600 years. Now he is not even two hundred years old and can be considered as being in his prime. However, Ji Yunwen is different. Being in the Holy Traces, with root bone restrictions, he hasn't even reached the realm of music master, with a lifespan of at most 150 years. It can be said that now he has already arrived at the twilight years.

  Yuan Wen also seemed somewhat excited, the whiskers on his face were lightly trembling. "It's not good, nor is it bad. I thought I would never see my imperial brother again in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, I can still wait for this day. The other day, I saw Father Emperor, and he..."

  "Sigh, you're back, that's all that matters, don't think about the past anymore. Before the New Year, the ruler of Dalong sent over a few Zuyin fruits, I've been keeping them for you. It's perfect timing with your return, I'll have someone send them to you soon."

  "No need, Imperial Brother!" Ji Yunwen shook his head, "I have found the Zu Yin fruit tree in the Sacred Traces and successfully re-forged my foundation, I am now a Three Supremes Two Excellences!"

  "Hmm?" Ji Yunhao's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "This is great! Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise. I was worried that the effects of those few ancient sounds would be greatly reduced after being stored for so long. But it seems that the hardships you suffered in the Holy Land for a hundred years were not in vain, and you managed to obtain such an excellent foundation. Having survived great difficulties, you will surely have good fortune in the future!"

  "Brother Emperor is joking!" Ji Yunwen smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this time I was able to come out smoothly, I still have to thank one person."

  "Huh?" Yu Ronghao was taken aback.

  "My brother has been guarding the ancestral fruit tree in the sacred land for a hundred years, using up all sorts of tunes to nourish the tree, hoping that the fruit would ripen early. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, no matter how hard I racked my brains, it was difficult to achieve my wish. As the end of his lifespan approached, my brother thought that this life would be spent in vain. But unexpectedly, heaven took pity on us and a young man came, composed a divine melody, and overnight, the ancestral fruit tree ripened, allowing my brother to escape in time!" said Ji Yunwen.

  "Oh? I don't know which sect's disciple could create such a heavenly melody?"

  Yan Yunhao's eyes were filled with surprise, an immortal melody, that wasn't something you could just do by saying it, it required extremely high attainments in music and a deep understanding of the Tao of music, inspiration struck suddenly, with an extremely small probability of triggering the mechanism of the Tao, only then was it possible to create an immortal melody, even for him, wanting to create an immortal melody was difficult.

  Although Xianqu and Tianlai differ by only one boundary, the distinction between them is like the difference between heaven and earth.

  "Your Majesty, Xie Tianxi, the leader of the Tianyin Sect from Boya Mountain, is seeking an audience outside the palace gate." Just as Ji Yunwen was about to respond, an old eunuch walked in and interrupted their conversation in a shrill voice.

  "It's gone!"

  Yan Yunhao didn't even lift his head, directly waving his sleeve, with a very displeased expression on his face.

  "Yes!"

  The old eunuch was startled and responded with a "yes" before retreating.

  "Wait!" Ji Yunwen suddenly stopped him.

  "What instructions does the Ninth King have?" The old eunuch asked with a trembling bow.

  "Who was the leader of that sect you mentioned just now?" Ji Yunwen asked.

  The old lady listened and said, "Replying to the Ninth King's words, it is the leader of the Tianyin Sect of Boya Mountain."

  "Second Brother, what's wrong?" Ji Yunhao asked with a puzzled face.

  "Imperial brother," said Yan Yunwen with a smile, "the young man I just mentioned is actually a disciple of the Tianyin Sect."

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