After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

He single-handedly forged countless Great Daos, rising above them all. The path he walked was far more difficult than that of ordinary Saints, but also far stronger.

This is an invincible path that no one has ever walked before.

"There must be a path that can suppress all other paths and also forge countless laws."

He had a sudden epiphany at some point.

Then he created a wisp of chaotic energy, which he called the Chaos Dao!

A wisp of chaotic energy can suppress all the Heavenly Dao!

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly dissipated at the edge of the earth, leaving only a receding figure. A wisp of white mist appeared on his body, and in that instant, the rules of the world and the great Dao all wailed.

More chains of rules appeared on Lin Fan's body.

Every step he took seemed to be carrying the weight of heaven and earth on his shoulders, yet even this could not stop his pace.

Almost exactly one month later, Lin Fan returned to Shengjing. In the Xishan Library, under the banyan tree, another scholar in white robes appeared.

A few days later, Qin Ge arrived at the library.

"Sir, this is Yunyin Tea; it's very popular with people outside."

Qin Ge brought tea again. The master had few hobbies, one was reading, and the other was tea, so she was very interested in tea and had visited every teahouse in Shengjing.

Lin Fan took the tea, sipped it, and nodded.

"good."

A smile spread across Qin Ge's face.

Her husband liked it, and it seemed that this was the thing that made her happiest.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly as he watched this scene.

"Qin Ge, you should go out more. The way of playing the zither requires experiencing the world and seeing all its aspects. You can't just shut yourself in and work on it."

"What is the origin of all things? Only by seeing through the world can one see the essence of life. You have stayed in the Yuwen mansion for too long."

Although it had only been a month, Lin Fan could tell at a glance that Qin Ge's understanding of the Dao had fallen into some kind of stagnation.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ge paused for a moment, then continued to pour tea for Lin Fan.

"I have heeded your teachings, sir, and I understand."

Lin Fan nodded.

Bathed in the sunlight filtering through the banyan tree, Lin Fan continued to read a book he had brought from the Song Dynasty.

A moment later, the sound of a piano rang out.

Qin Ge began to play the piano in the courtyard. The melodious music carried a sense of the growth of all things and resonated with the banyan tree behind her.

One person plays the zither, the other reads a book, and time slowly passes by.

As night fell, Qin Ge got up, bowed respectfully to Lin Fan who was fast asleep on the recliner, and then left the library.

Lin Fan woke up after about half a day.

He looked up at the sky, and in a single thought, he saw the entire city of Shengjing.

"In the end, you are the true protagonists of this great era; I am merely someone who sets up the stage for you."

"Live on, live a long life."

Lin Fan said.

Then they walked towards the library, with the banyan tree behind them swaying its branches as if bowing.

Constantly by the side of sages and imbued with the Great Dao, the banyan tree has developed a spiritual nature and begun a kind of spiritual practice.

Absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and comprehend the way of mountains and rivers.

Yuwen Mansion!

Yuwen Nanyue looked at Qin Ge, who was standing in front of her with a zither and bidding her farewell, with a puzzled expression and a worried look on her face.

"Sister Qin Ge, isn't the Yuwen family good enough? Now the barbarians and the stone tribes have successively invaded our Great Tang, and the entire Great Tang is in chaos."

"There are countless bandits and spies from foreign tribes everywhere. Even in Shengjing, people die every day."

"We are only safe at the Yuwen residence."

She said she didn't understand why Qin Ge suddenly wanted to leave the Yuwen Mansion.

Qin Ge shook his head.

She didn't offer much explanation, only glancing at the zither in her hand.

I want to go out for a walk.

She said.

She didn't know how strong her husband really was; perhaps he was at the Dao-Slaying Realm, like the Human Emperor, or perhaps he was even stronger than the Dao-Slaying Realm.

She just wanted to be closer to her husband and spend more time with him.

The Divine Platform Realm is too weak.

"But you have no cultivation, and Brother Qin Ming isn't in Shengjing. Shengjing is in such a chaotic state right now, what if some villains harm Sister Qin Ge?"

"How about I send two retainers from the Yuwen family to accompany you?"

……

Qin Ge looked at Yuwen Nanyue with a gentle smile on her face.

"Need not."

"Take good care of yourself. I have my own path to follow. Besides, how do you know I'm really someone who can't even kill a chicken?"

Qin Ge said, and Yuwen Nanyue looked at her, stunned.

He had never seen Qin Ge cultivate; he only played the zither and read books every day, so where did he get his cultivation from?

She took Qin Ge's words as a way of comforting her.

Qin Ge left, but Yuwen Nanyue still sent people to follow him secretly. However, they could not find Qin Ge again after a short time.

In Shengjing, there was a place called Nine Towers and Eighteen Pavilions, which was made up of a series of pavilions pieced together.

There are different levels here too. Level nine places are just for pleasure and enjoyment, while level one places are places of elegance.

As the saying goes, "Nine ranks of prostitutes, one rank of refined ladies," which refers to the hierarchical division among the nine towers and eighteen pavilions.

The Cloud Pavilion, this is the most elegant place.

High-ranking families and nobles often frequented the area, and the musicians and dancers here might even be young ladies from a prominent family.

In the main hall, one often sees young gentlemen reciting poems, painting, playing drums and zithers; their identities may even be those of a powerful and wealthy family.

They came solely for the so-called elegant music.

"Miss Qin Ge, are you sure you want to come here?"

Upstairs in the Cloud Pavilion, a woman dressed in a magnificent robe looked at Qin Ge with a hint of surprise on her face.

Qin Ge was not an unknown person. Of course, her fame did not come from her zither, but from her beauty.

In Shengjing, someone compiled a list of the most beautiful women, and Qin Ge was ranked number one.

Qin Ge nodded.

Then a new female musician appeared in the Cloud Tower. There was a music room, a beaded curtain, and a thin veil, so no one could see her face.

The people of Yunzhonglou call her Changge.

Her fame quickly spread.

"The melodious music draws you in, truly a masterpiece."

"I wonder what this woman looks like, and what her identity is. If we knew her identity, it would be easier for the young masters in Shengjing to find a place to propose marriage."

"Although Cloud Tower is considered an elegant place, compared to the National Academy and the major martial arts academies, it is just a place for aristocratic children without cultivation talent to relax."

"She probably feels the same way."

……

Many people are interested in this female musician named Changge, but that's about it.

Most of the people here are those who have been neglected by their families because of their poor talent in cultivation; they are just gathering together to keep each other company.

Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to accept this.

There are also many meditation rooms in the Cloud Pavilion, where people are practicing asceticism amidst the melodious sound of zither music.

At some point, a young man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the place where the music was coming from, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"I've broken through to a higher level?"

"This music..."

He closed his eyes again to feel the music, and found that his perception of heaven and earth had become much stronger, and the speed at which his cultivation technique was circulating seemed to have increased significantly.

Inside the music room, a piece of paper lay in front of Qin Ge. It was the same paper that Lin Fan had written, and as Qin Ge played, this piece of paper also emitted Daoist energy.

In a daze, it seemed as if there was still a figure of a scholar in white robes in the music room, but when Qin Ge stopped playing, that figure disappeared into the paper.