I have a venue over there.

Seeing the Lord being wishy-washy, Old Zhou suddenly did not want to bother.

"Fifth Junior Brother, can you hurry up? We are all very busy."

Seeing his junior brother about to speak, Old Zhou quickly interrupted: "Don't say anything. Just get to the point so we can get back to our own business."

The Lord felt very depressed, but he could not do anything to his senior brother.

Sitting in the main seat, the Lord started talking about today's matters.

"There are two main things. First, the ten-year continental martial arts competition. Second, the triennial exchange between the Five Major Sects of the East."

"For the first matter, we need to select ten disciples below the Yuan Ying realm to participate in the Eastern State's martial arts competition. Let's discuss the candidates."

"For the second matter, it is our Qingyun Sword Sect's turn to host the exchange between the five major sects this time. Let's discuss how to host this exchange meeting without losing face for our Qingyun Sword Sect."

"Everyone, share your thoughts!"

Old Zhou immediately said, "Do we need to discuss the ten disciples below Yuan Ying realm?!"

"Big brother's five disciples, no objections right!"

Everyone indicated no objection.

"The Lord's two disciples, third junior brother's one disciple, fourth junior brother's one disciple, and my one disciple. That's ten people."

The Grand Elder said, "I agree with second junior brother's opinion."

Everyone had no objection. The Lord finalized those ten people.

In order to save time, Old Zhou said again: "The second matter is even simpler. We'll just do whatever others did, prepare some programs to welcome everyone when the time comes, that's it."

The Lord thought for a while: "Then the programs will be handed over to second senior brother."

Old Zhou dismissed it: "It's just a few programs! If it doesn't work out, I’ll personally go on stage and sing a tune for you."

After yesterday's events, Old Zhou was feeling a bit high. He felt the tea house stage was too small and set his sights on the sect’s side.

"Then it's settled."

As soon as Old Zhou heard it was settled, he immediately got up, "No other issues right? No issues, I still have a venue to run! I won't keep you guys company. I'm leaving first!"

Then, Old Zhou hurried out like the wind and fire. If it was not forbidden to fly swords within the sect's mountain protection array, he would have flown away without a trace.

Old Zhou had just exited the protective array when he was stopped by someone.

Wang Ziyan stopped Old Zhou and said, "Second Uncle Master, I also want to go to the tea house with you for tea."

"Alright, alright, let's go quickly."

Wang Ziyan coquettishly said, "Second Uncle Master is the best."

"Stop acting coquettishly, let's go!"

"Okay!"

Then, the two flew towards White Tiger City on their flying swords.

After waking up from her sleep, Tang Xiaoyu had breakfast then went to ask Lan Jie about last night’s income.

Finally, she learned that last night’s income was five to six times more than before. Tang Xiaoyu instantly felt relieved. Lan Jie said their share will be given at the end of the month and promised not to shortchange them.

Since Tang Xiaoyu was an ordinary person unable to do anything special, she could only bring Lu Changchun up to the tea house again.

When they arrived at the tea house, Xiao Lian was already there. Tang Xiaoyu hurriedly taught her a song.

She gave Xiao Lian a song called Kangding Love Song. From young till now, Tang Xiaoyu had always liked this song very much. Sometimes she could even hear her mother humming a few lines of it. This shows the song was widely circulated.

Tang Xiaoyu also picked a song called West Sea Love Song for herself. Although this was not the song that made Da Lang famous, its circulation was even higher than 2002 The First Snow, making it more well-received by all kinds of people.

Tang Xiaoyu believed this West Sea Love Song would be the song to make her famous.

As expected of someone who often sang, Xiao Lian quickly learned the song Tang Xiaoyu taught. The two practiced it twice and felt there were no issues.

Seeing there was still time, Tang Xiaoyu asked Xiao Lian to familiarize herself more with the song while he sorted out the ancient myths and legends he read about in novels.

When it was about time, people slowly started coming into the tea house.

Most were people who came yesterday. When they saw Tang Xiaoyu, they greeted "Little Tang".

Tang Xiaoyu greeted each of them in return: "Oh you came!"

Old Zhou brought Wang Ziyan flying to the gates of White Tiger City. After keeping their flying swords, they quickly walked towards the tea house.

"Ziyan, let's go quickly. If we're late, they would've already started."

Wang Ziyan jogged to keep up behind him: "Second Uncle Master, slow down."

The two rushed to the tea house like wind and fire. Seeing that it had not started yet, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Zhou went to his usual seat and greeted those around him.

"You all came!"

"Old Zhou, you came a bit late today!"

"Don't mention it. It's just all those nonsense matters every day."

After exchanging pleasantries with those around him for a while, Old Zhou shouted towards Tang Xiaoyu: "Little Tang, most have arrived already. Let's start!"

Tang Xiaoyu turned his head and smiled at Old Zhou, "What's the rush? Can't wait to get on stage?"

"Hahaha~" Everyone around burst out laughing.

Old Zhou did not feel awkward either. He replied, "Little Tang really understands me. I really can't wait to roar out a couple of tunes."

"But I want to hear you roar out a couple of tunes even more."

Tang Xiaoyu slapped his thigh, "Oh! I'm really going to roar today. It's starting soon, watch me!"

"Good~"

Soon after, everything was ready. Xiao Lian started searching for his performance.

Many people showed a hint of disappointment at Xiao Lian coming on stage, but their expressions soon turned into anticipation.

"The frisky horse running up the frisky mountain, a frisky cloud floating above."

"Shining friskily on the frisky city of Kangding."

"The curved moon, on the frisky city of Kangding."

When Xiao Lian sang a few lines, everyone was stunned. Sounds of applause were endless.

There was no need to say more about this song. Combined with Xiao Lian's crisp and agile voice, it instantly struck a chord in people's hearts.

"The frisky men in this world, for you to friskily pursue."

"The curved moon, for you to friskily pursue."

When the song ended, sounds of applause were endless as money kept getting thrown over.

Old Zhou stood up and said, "This song sounds nice. I must learn it today."

Others shouted along, "Encore! Encore!"

Helpless, Xiao Lian could only sing it one more time.

In the end, there was a scene of males and females singing together.

Xiao Lian sang: "The frisky men in this world, for you to friskily pursue."

Everyone sang: "The frisky women in this world, for me to friskily love."

Wang Ziyan naturally sang along with Xiao Lian. She felt it was quite interesting.

Finally, amidst everyone’s cheers, this song was considered to have ended its performance.

After Xiao Lian went down, Tang Xiaoyu hurried on stage to start his storytelling.

"The singing's done. Let me tell everyone a story."

Tang Xiaoyu started from Pangu separating heaven and earth, to the great battle with the three thousand gods and demons, then told the tale of Long Han measuring tribulation, and from Long Han's tribulation he told the story of the great battle against witches and monsters, finally ending with the Investiture of the Gods tribulation.

Everyone listened with shock and no other expressions.

Old Zhou asked, "Little Tang, is it true that Lady Nüwa created us humans?"

Tang Xiaoyu explained, "These are just mythical stories, don't take them seriously."

Everyone just laughed and totally believed them.

What else could Tang Xiaoyu say? He could only let their imaginations run wild!

In order to ease the atmosphere, Tang Xiaoyu said, "It's time for me to sing. Are you all ready?"

Everyone withdrew their thoughts and replied, "Ready!"

"Here is a West Sea Love Song for everyone."

As the music started playing, Tang Xiaoyu's hoarse voice entered everyone's ears.

Tang Xiaoyu had wondered about his vocal ability to sing all sorts of voices for a very long time.

Tang Xiaoyu saw this as God having shut one door but opened a window for him.

"Ever since you left"

"My gentleness has gone astray since"

"Waiting endlessly on this long snowy road"

"Still hearing the howling cold wind"

"As far as the eye can see"

"The wind like a knife cutting my face"

"Can't see the distant blue horizon of the West Sea"

"Silently bearing the vast highlands"

"Do you still remember the promise you made to me"

"That you won't let me lose sight of you"

"But you've flown so far away with those migrating birds going south"

"Love like a broken kite blown astray"

"Cannot hold on to the promise you once made"

"And I keep waiting for the warm spring to come to the top of the snow mountains"

"Waiting for the snow and ice on the highlands to melt"

"For the returning lonely wild geese"

"Love is no longer able to continue"

"Cannot return to our past"

Tang Xiaoyu sang with sincerity. Those listening below were also very absorbed. Old Zhou especially had tears at the corners of his eyes.

As for Wang Ziyan? She only felt it was nice to listen but did not have any other reactions.

After all, it is impossible for a young girl without much life experience to feel empathy.

"Thank you everyone."

Tang Xiaoyu's voice pulled everyone back to reality, but this time no one shouted "good."

Looking at everyone's expressions, Tang Xiaoyu instantly felt relieved.

Old Zhou stood up and said, "Little Tang, you must teach me this song. Name your price."

Tang Xiaoyu waved his hand: "If you want to learn, I'm overjoyed, how could I possibly ask you for money!"

Old Zhou gave a thumbs up: "Generous!"

"We want to learn too," the others chimed in.

Tang Xiaoyu smiled: "Then let's sing it together. I'll sing one line, then you echo."

"Great!"