"Such powerful qin intent actually hidden within this zither music?"
Xu Mo Zhu's face changed in shock as he uttered these words, finally understanding why Li Jiaxin was so nervous!
Now that he knew there was qin intent contained in the zither music, even without Li Jiaxin saying anything more, he tactfully closed his mouth by himself and quietly felt the artistic conception conveyed in the zither music.
The zither music drifted gently, penetrating the ears.
The artistic conception within instantly pulled Xu Mo Zhu back into a very distant, very distant memory.
Back when the Sword Sect's Xu Mo Zhu, who would one day become a pillar of the sect, was still just a young boy of humble origins who dreamed of one day becoming a cultivator, he had faced setbacks and injuries. Yet each time when he could barely persevere, upon returning to that dilapidated house there would always be a bowl of hot rice, a bowl of hot soup. The kindly old woman would always help mend his frayed clothes and wash his shoes until they seemed brand new.
"Mo Zhu, I believe you are the best!"
These words used to always echo in his ears. That gradually hunching back, that kindly smile and gentle care, his old mother...
Time flowed by swiftly, years flew past.
Unknowingly, over a thousand years had already gone. Only now did Xu Mo Zhu realize that voice had long ago faded into indistinctness.
That gentle admonishment had also not surfaced in his mind for a very long time...
And that once tender youth had finally grown into a generation's pillar.
Yet she was no longer here.
"Mother."
Unknowingly, the zither music had already ceased, yet Xu Mo Zhu remained lost in memories, unable to emerge from them. The esteemed elder of the prestigious Sword Sect currently had eyes brimming with tears.
"It seems we looked down on him with dog eyes." At this time, Li Jiaxin also gently said, "This one is no mere Martial King, just based on the qin intent within the music, he must at least be a Martial Venerable level existence!"
As she spoke, Li Jiaxin also lowered her head to dab at the corners of her eyes.
Somehow, her eyes had also reddened without her noticing, though she didn't know which memory this zither music had touched upon in her heart.
"Martial Venerable? No wonder!"
Xu Mo Zhu glanced at Li Jiaxin. Even someone as powerful as Li Jiaxin, who was half a step into the Martial Ancestor realm, would react like this, so it must really be someone even higher than Martial Ancestor, at the Martial Venerable realm, who was capable of this.
"Let's go, we must pay our respects." Li Jiaxin took a deep breath, her expression becoming much more solemn, and her tone changed from casually greeting him to paying respects.
Xu Mo Zhu nodded.
The two leapt and shot forth in streams of light, flying toward where Yi Feng was.
"Alas, gotta keep practicing!"
Yi Feng shook his head helplessly, also shaking out his somewhat sore arms. It seemed he had heard something, so he hurriedly looked up to see two streams of light flying toward him.
"More cultivators?"
Yi Feng was slightly surprised to see their flying posture, and yearning also showed in his eyes.
If his crappy system was just a little more reliable, perhaps he could also roam freely across the land now?
However, having encountered cultivators again, Yi Feng was not too startled, after all this wasn't the first time he had interacted with cultivators, like Luo Lanxue, and the swordswoman he met in the mountains were also cultivators.
Only, Yi Feng was a little unclear why these two were looking for him.
Finally, the two landed in front of him.
Yi Feng also set down his guitar and stood up.
But the two people who he thought were here to find him for something instead bowed deeply to him, and respectfully said in unison:
"Li Jiaxin."
"Xu Mo Zhu."
"Greetings, Senior."
The two carefully sized up the protagonist, shockingly discovering that even up close, they still couldn't sense the slightest ripple from Yi Feng...
Exchanging a glance, waves of shock surged in both their hearts.
Could he be an ordinary person?
Impossible, just the qin intent that deeply captivated them within the zither music, an ordinary person couldn't accomplish that.
Martial Venerable.
Confirmed!
Yet Yi Feng was completely confused why two cultivators were calling him Senior and flew over. So he said, "You two must have the wrong person. I'm no senior, just an ordinary person here gathering herbs in the mountains."
"Ordinary person?"
Yi Feng's words also left Li Jiaxin and Xu Mo Zhu baffled.
Could they have gotten it wrong?
Was this youth before them really just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with superb zither skills?
Just as the two were thinking this, Li Jiaxin suddenly noticed something, her pupils sharply contracting. Feeling immense shock, she also signaled to Xu Mo Zhu with her eyes.
Hearing this, Xu Mo Zhu's gaze also swept over and he shuddered violently!