Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 37
Faced with Chen Chuyao's questioning.

Su Xuan didn't know why, but subconsciously said: "Of course it's you."

Hearing this, Chen Chuyao's face showed a smile. After laughing for a while, she suddenly fell down on the table.

Su Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

At that moment, he remembered interesting things from his previous life.

At that time, the junior brother wanted to go to the brothel to open his eyes, but he was thrown out when he looked for Su regret.

Then the junior brother asked his junior sister to go with him. The two hit it off and went to the brothel that day.

As a result, that night, the junior sister smelled of alcohol and returned to the cave angrily, followed by the submissive junior brother who was bruised and swollen.

After questioning, Su Xuan learned that when she was in the brothel, her junior sister asked Chen Chuyao the same question just now after she got drunk.
But what the younger brother said was another answer.

As a result, the junior sister became furious and beat the junior brother violently on the spot.

At that time, the junior brother tried his best to open his swollen eyes, took Su Han's arm, looked at the latter deeply, and while crying told the latter never to follow in his footsteps...

Looking at Chen Chuyao who was already drunk, Su Han smiled.

If it was out of some guilt in the early stage, I kept her by my side.

The reason behind that was probably because Chen Chuyao always reminded him of his junior brothers and sisters.

After pondering for a moment, Su Han decided to go to Tianji Pavilion tomorrow to see if he could find out anything about his junior brothers and sisters.

After thinking about it, Su Han returned his attention to the hall on the eighth floor of Qingzhu Building.

He noticed that the man in red cloak, like him, remained silent and did not participate in the conversation and laughter of Qingzhu Oiran.

In addition, everyone else spoke to Qingzhu Oiran passionately in their hearts to please her.

Su Han remembered what the diners said at the wine shop during dinner.

Tonight, Qingzhu Oiran will find someone to spend two days with in Jiukui City.

No wonder the practitioners in the field are so enthusiastic.

However, Su Han had no interest in this. At this time, he also saw Qingzhu Oiran showing up. After Chen Chuyao regained consciousness, he was almost ready to leave.

In the field, all the practitioners are trying to please Qingzhu Oiran, hoping to be chosen by her and become the lucky one that everyone envies.

After a long time of drinking and drinking, Qingzhu Oiran saw that the atmosphere was almost over, so he sat upright and said: "Everyone..."

The eyes of all the practitioners lit up, here they come!

Qingzhu Oiran smiled and nodded to the maid next to him.

The maid understood and immediately placed the put aside Guqin in front of her.

The Qingzhu Oiran did not clarify the reason for inviting everyone here today. Instead, he said: "Everyone, please listen to me play a piece of music."

After saying this, she gently plucked the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano sounded slowly, and all the practitioners fell silent.

In other words, all the practitioners fell into a state of ecstasy at the same time!
All of them lost their eyesight and couldn't extricate themselves.

Su Han was stunned when the sound of the piano sounded. The sound of the Qingzhu Oiran's piano was accompanied by a vague magic power that wanted to drag away the listener's spirit.

Of course, considering the power of his soul, the Qingzhu Oiran's melodious music can only be considered a minor skill.

Therefore, Su Han has remained awake since the sound of the piano began.

He lowered his eyes, not wanting to attract too much attention. After looking around secretly, he found that the practitioners in the scene were all intoxicated.

He couldn't help but look high at Qingzhu Huakui, who was only in the second realm, but could actually influence practitioners in the third and fourth realms.

However, it must have been catalyzed by fine wine and incense, but even so, it is truly remarkable.

Just one breath after the sound of the piano sounded, the practitioner of the Four Realms with the highest cultivation level in the field woke up first, with a slightly surprised look on his face.

After he woke up, he saw the green bamboo oiran giving him a coquettish look.

The practitioners of the Four Realms suddenly realized that this was the test of the Qingzhu Oiran to the "lucky one".

The practitioners of the Four Realms smiled and raised their glasses to pay tribute to the Qingzhu Oiran.

After another breath, the man in the red cloak suddenly woke up.

After he was stunned for a moment, the smile reappeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't expect that he lost his mind under the eyes of everyone.

Qingzhu Oiran was also a little surprised. She didn't expect him to wake up so quickly. She nodded slightly and gave him a smile.

So he also grinned and smiled.

Then, he looked at the practitioners around him with interest. He was not surprised that the practitioners of the Four Realms woke up before him. Instead, when he saw Su Han, he suddenly paused in his gaze.

But Su Xuan still lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression.

The man in the red cloak looked at it for a moment, then looked away and started drinking alone again.

When the song was nearly a third of the way, several practitioners of the Three Realms had woken up and raised their glasses to pay tribute to the Qingzhu Oiran.

Nearly three-quarters of the time, most of the practitioners below the third realm were still intoxicated, and only one person returned to normal.

Qingzhu Oiran smiled lightly, she was not surprised by this result.

At this moment, Su Xuan suddenly frowned.

A wave of spiritual energy came from under the table. Although it was not directed at the two of them, it suddenly caused the table legs to break.

The wooden table suddenly tilted, and Chen Chuyao, who was lying on it, was about to slip off. Su Han didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Chen Chuyao, then raised his eyes to look at the man in the red cloak.

Met the other person's smiling eyes.

This devil boy, is he testing?

Su Xuan looked directly at him.

The man in the red cloak was amazed in his heart. As expected, the second-level boy had already woken up, even earlier than him, but he kept pretending for some reason.

Most of the demon cultivators were those who acted as they pleased and behaved erratically, so he had no scruples in testing them.

"Interesting." He stared into Su Han's eyes and laughed inwardly.

After the legs of Su Han's table broke, the wooden table fell over, and the wine bottles on the table fell to the ground, making a loud banging sound.

Affected by this, Qingzhu Oiran's piano suddenly slipped. She played a wrong note and then stopped.

As soon as the sound of the zither stopped, all the practitioners of the first and second realms woke up leisurely, their expressions were still unsatisfied, and then the feeling of intoxication turned into interrupted anger, and they looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Everyone saw two young gentlemen sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the hall.

The table in front of him fell to the ground.

One of the young masters was very drunk and his eyes were confused.

The other one was supporting the drunk one and looking at something calmly.

When everyone saw this, they must have thought that the drunken young master had made a fool of himself, collapsed the table, and interrupted the Qingzhu Oiran's heavenly voice.

Qingzhu Oiran recognized at a glance that the drunken "gongzi" was actually a man disguised as a woman, and smiled.

"Please continue." Su Han looked back and made a "please" gesture with one hand.

Qingzhu Oiran shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there is little point in continuing. Muxiang, go and prepare a bowl of sobering soup. The wine on the table has a stronger stamina. If this 'gongzi' is not strong enough to drink, he will drink it later." You can drink some hangover soup."

A maid on the side took the order and left, presumably to prepare the sobering soup.

Su Han nodded to the Qingzhu Oiran and thanked him.

Qingzhu Oiran waved his hands and did not take this incident to heart.

Some people were so angry that they couldn't help but ridiculed: "How can you be so drunk that you don't even know how to turn spiritual energy into wine? You are so ugly that you are a cultivator."

Su Han frowned slightly and looked at the person who spoke. It was the second-level person who woke up before the sound of the piano was interrupted.

Qingzhu Oiran didn't even pay attention to this matter. Did this person show up to show off in front of Qingzhu Oiran?
Su Xuan was a little unhappy.

Qingzhu Oiran was used to watching people's words and emotions. Seeing that Su Han was not happy, he quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile: "That young master doesn't use spiritual energy to turn wine into wine. He must be a sweetheart who loves wine. You don't need to be harsh on him."

She put her hand on the strings again, turned everyone's attention away from Chen Chuyao, and said, "Listen to me playing another song. This time, you can take the instrument you are good at and play with me." Play together."

The Qingzhu Oiran gestured to the musical instrument that the maids next to him had just brought, then smiled and played the guqin again.

After being turned around by her, the second-level practitioner snorted coldly and no longer paid attention to Su Han's table.

Su Han thought to himself that the Qingzhu Oiran's ability to reach this position was not just due to his cultivation.

His smooth manner in life makes everyone feel like a spring breeze.

The maid Mu Xiang quickly served the hangover soup and led the two of them to another empty table.

After Su Yu fed Chen Chuyao the hangover soup, he turned his attention to the man in the red cloak, who shook his head slightly as if nothing had happened, echoing the sound of the green bamboo oiran.

Su Han pondered in his heart, naturally he was quite unhappy with such a temptation.

But facing the man in red cloak from the Third Realm, given his current level of cultivation, the chances of winning in a fight were not high.

He still needed to keep a low profile for a while, so he suppressed the matter first.

He took a deep look at the man in red cloak, memorizing the latter's appearance in his mind, and then returned his attention to the field.

Su Han immediately noticed that there was no tinny tone in Qingzhu Oiran's music this time, and everyone was sane.

After the Qingzhu Oiran played for a while, some people who liked music couldn't sit still. They got up and asked the maid for a recorder, and started playing according to the Qingzhu Oiran's music.

But as soon as the flute sounded, everyone looked at the flute player strangely, and the flute player was also stunned.

The sound of the flute was out of place among the music of the piano, like a perfect painting that had been splashed with a few drops of thick black ink.

The flute player was stunned for a moment, and then began to play along with the music of the Qingzhu Oiran again as if he didn't believe it.

After persisting for a while, he was sweating profusely, and then had to stop again.

Only then did everyone realize something was wrong.

Su Xuan smiled, this Qingzhu Oiran was really good at making things difficult for others.

Then, several people came up and tried several different instruments, but none of them could fit into the playing of the Qingzhu Oiran.

Finally, after a practitioner played Guser and was still defeated, the man in the red cloak suddenly moved.

With the same smile on his lips as before, he sat down in front of the Gusel.

When Gu Se's first sound sounded, Qingzhu Oiran's eyes suddenly lit up.

The piano and the harp are in harmony, and there is no sense of abruptness anymore.

The Qingzhu Oiran's expression showed joy.

Everyone in the venue looked at each other, and then sighed. It seemed that the winner tonight had appeared.

After the song ended, the Qingzhu Oiran gave a slight salute to the man in the red cloak and said, "I wonder what I call this young master?"

The man in the red cloak grinned, showing his white teeth: "Yan Yi."

Qingzhu Oiran's eyebrows were affectionate, and he smiled gently and said: "Master Yan's skills are superb. I hope that in these two days..."

At this time, Hu Po, a man in black robe, stood up and said a little drunkenly, "I don't accept it!"

Qingzhu Oiran was stunned, and just as he was about to smooth things over, he heard Yan Yi say, "Oh? Why don't you accept it?"

"I also know Guser well! You just went up before me! Get out of the way, I can play better than you!" Hu Pou said loudly.

Yan Yi showed her white teeth: "Okay, come up and try."

Poor Hu snorted, moved the chair in front of him that was blocking the way, and took a step forward.

"Zheng!"

Yan Yi suddenly pulled the string and made a loud bang!
Hu Pou's footsteps stopped, his chest felt tight, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Come on, come up and try." Yan Yi's smile never faded.

Everyone was astonished that he could hurt someone with just a disagreeable word. Even Qingzhu Oiran looked at him with wide eyes.

Hu Pou looked horrified, covering his chest and looking at Yan Yi, saying: "You..."

"sit down."

Yan Yi once again played the harp string, and after a loud "clang", Hu Pian's legs went weak and he collapsed on the chair, his body trembling continuously.

Except for the Four Realm cultivator who was still drinking with a calm expression, everyone else pursed their lips tightly and did not say a word.

No one stood up to fight against poor Hu, and no one stood up to compete with Yan Yi for the green bamboo oiran.

After a moment of silence in the hall, Qingzhu Oiran stroked the black hair that fell from his forehead back behind his ears, and said gently: "That's it for tonight. Thank you for coming. Mr. Yan, please stay."

Seeing that the banquet ended so quickly, all the practitioners felt a little regretful, especially since they were not the lucky ones tonight.

Now that Qingzhu Oiran had given the order to expel guests, all the practitioners stood up and raised their glasses to pay their last respects to her.

Su Han helped Chen Chuyao, who was slightly sober, to stand up and was about to leave.

At this moment, the string suddenly vibrated again.

Then, there was a soft "bang" sound, the wine glass on Su Han's table broke into pieces, and the wine splashed everywhere.

Su Regret turned his head and looked at Yan Yi who was sitting behind Gu Se.

Yan Yi had a playful expression on his face, and kept plucking the strings with his fingers slowly.

"Little brother, don't you come and try?"

　The nearly 4k-word chapter has a coherent plot, so I won’t break it down.As I watched the number of words gradually catch up to the last bit of saved manuscripts, I felt a little panicked.

　　
　
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