Hua Tiandao was born into a wealthy family, one of the Royal Families of the 18 major sects. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
What was more, he was talented. Since he was a kid, he had been able to defeat his peers. Therefore, he was highly valued by the sect, which developed his arrogance.
Growing up, he was rarely mistreated. Sometimes, he would be scolded by the elders when he went too far. But nobody else dared to scold him, let alone laugh at him or humiliate him.
Hua Tiandao was enraged to the extreme. There were so many beauties here that he could not step down.
His eyes were spitting out flames of anger. He was trembling and the killing intent inside him was soaring.
Lu Li picked up his goblet and took a sip. He didn't mind at all.
This was the Holy Girl Sect. Hua Tiandao had the guts to make a move but his family elders didn't. Otherwise, it would be a slap to the face of the Holy Girl Sect.
As long as Hua Tiandao's family elders didn't make a move, he could do whatever he wanted.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle ~"
The sound of footsteps broke the awkward atmosphere. Liu Ye pulled Hua Tiandao to the side to sit down and said, "Young Master Hua, calm down. Many Great Emperor Realm warriors are coming. Don't make a scene."
"Hmm!"
Hua Tiandao calmed down as well. If they were outside the Holy Girl Sect, he wouldn't have the heart to do this. He would try his best to kill Lu Li.
If Lu Li were to make a scene at the Holy Girl Sect, he would be the one to suffer.
A group of experts walked in from outside. They were all Quasi-emperors and Emperor-level experts. The Shadow Empress and more than ten people walked in side by side. All of their auras were as vigorous as the sea. Although they had restrained their auras, they still made everyone feel oppressed.
"More than a dozen Great Emperor Realm warriors!"
Lu Li's eyes glowed. It was an honor to be able to attend a banquet with so many Great Emperor Realm warriors.
Many other young masters were excited as well. Liu Ye's achievement was enough for him to brag for years.
This time, there were not only more than a dozen Great Emperor Realm warriors but also more than 20 patriarchs of different families.
The spacious hall was filled with people. More than a hundred maids were walking around. It was a lively scene.
Queen of Shadows and several Great Emperor Realm warriors were sitting at the center. Many people were toasting to them. Since there were Great Emperor Realm warriors and Quasi Emperors here, Lu Li kept a low profile and didn't say anything. He just listened to the powerful warriors.
Halfway through the banquet, the Movie Empress waved her hand, and the 35 beauties took turns to perform, making the hearts of countless young masters itch.
Hua Tiandao was the only one who kept a straight face. Every now and then, he would glance at Lu Li with hatred.
After the woman displayed her talents, the movie queen suggested that the ten young masters should come up and display their talents, which made the atmosphere even livelier.
The top ten were all young masters of prestigious families. Since young, they had been trained in all kinds of etiquette by their families. They were proficient in the four arts.
To these young masters, performing some talents was a very simple matter. It was also a chance for them to display themselves, attract the attention of beauties, and win their favor.
Wen Xiang was the first to take the stage. His sword dance was elegant and graceful, extremely beautiful, drawing a wave of cheers.
Next, it was Dong Yeying's turn. He showed off a kind of relief carving technique. He quickly carved two beautiful jade sculptures out of jade on the spot, which were very lifelike.
The two were Lu Ling and Xiang Linglong. He even gave the jade sculptures to the two of them, which drew a wave of cheers.
Tu Ying, Liu Yun, and Liu Ye went up one after another. Hua Tiandao went up as well. He showed a kind of fist skill, which was specially used for performance. It was full of strength and beauty, demonstrating the masculine beauty of a man.
Everyone was on the stage except for Lu Li.
Lu Li didn't want to put on a show like this. He grew up in the wilderness, so he never had the chance to learn such high-pressure skills. Naturally, he wouldn't learn them later on. Therefore, he didn't have anything to show off. Was he supposed to go up and shake his butt?
Everyone was on the stage except for Lu Li. Many people looked at him. Lu Li smiled in embarrassment and said, "So many young masters have performed. I am not talented enough, so I won't go up and embarrass myself."
"How can you do that?"
"No, no, everyone is on the stage. Young Master Feng, you must go up!"
"Yes, yes, Young Master Feng, you must go up!"
Some of them were waiting for Lu Li to go up. Lu Li was in the limelight now. How could they let him go?
The Shadow Queen looked at Lu Li kindly and said, "Feng Wuding, your forefather was an all-rounder. Didn't you learn a thing or two from him?
Don't be shy. Come up and give us a show. "
The Shadow Queen had spoken. What else could Lu Li do?
He thought about it for a while. He got up, walked to the center of the stage and sat down with his legs crossed. Then he said with a smile, "Can you lend me a guqin? I will play something to liven things up."
"What ~"
People were discussing in a low voice. Lu Li was going to play the guqin?
He didn't even have his own guqin?
Every guqin was different. Those who were not familiar with the guqin could not bring out the best of their skills.
What did it mean?
That Lu Li was not proficient in guqin?
Most of the people here were from wealthy families. Everyone was proficient in guqin. Lu Li, a layman, was displaying his slight skill in front of an expert and making a fool of himself.
The Shadow Queen waved her hand. A lady stood up and took out a guqin. She walked to Lu Li, handed it to him with both hands and said, "Young Master Feng, the name of this guqin is Zhiya. I am waiting for you to play."
Lu Li nodded. He took over the guqin and put it on the table. He even fiddled with it clumsily as if he was trying to figure out the sound.
Everyone was speechless. Lu Li didn't seem to be proficient in guqin. He didn't even know how to play. He didn't even tune the guqin and he didn't seem to have learned it.
Lu Li fiddled with it for a bit and found the right tone. He smiled awkwardly and closed his eyes to think.
He didn't know many songs, just a few. Eventually, he chose a simple one. He didn't want to make a mistake.
Lu Ling and Xiang Linglong looked at Lu Li, amused and annoyed at the same time. They were speechless at his clumsy technique.
But they knew Lu Li well. He wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure about. Therefore, they were looking forward to seeing what Lu Li was going to do.
"Dong ~"
A low sound came out, like the sound in the deep mountains. Lu Li began to play. Judging from the first few notes, it was obvious that Lu Li was not good at guqin skills. He didn't even have a basic sense of rhythm.
To the people who were proficient in guqin, it sounded like some noise. But they were all well-educated so they didn't show any special expressions.
"Dong, dong ~"
After a while, Lu Li seemed to have found the right rhythm. His playing was getting better and better. The song he played was deep and distant, making people feel like they were imagining images.
It was like seeing a deep mountain, a mountain that they used to play with when they were kids, the familiar rivers, the mooing of cows and sheep. Many images that many people had forgotten appeared in people's minds.
Gradually, there was no sound. Some people were drinking and eating fruits, but now, they all stopped.
Some people closed their eyes and quietly listened to the deep and sorrowful song.
"Drip, drip ~"
After a while, a drop of tear slid down. A girl started to cry.
Even more people had expressions of longing, sorrow, and worry on their faces.
Lu Li's music had dragged them into the song without them realizing it. They were reminded of their childhood, the place where they were born, their hometown, their parents or relatives that had passed away …
The most unforgettable thing was their hometown and the saddest thing was homesickness.
Of the 35 female disciples of the Holy Girl Sect, more than half joined the Holy Girl Sect when they were young. They had been living and cultivating in the Holy Girl Sect. After so many years, they had forgotten what their hometown looked like and where they were born.