Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

In the darkness, the peach tree, its bare branches visible only by the lamplight, suddenly bursts into bloom with countless petals.

On the freely spreading branches of the peach tree, a single golden spot of light bloomed, followed by a second, a third, and countless more.

In an instant, countless points of light bloomed, forming the shape of peach blossoms, dazzlingly red under the night sky.

Zi Nu stared wide-eyed at the scene before her. Only then did she understand what Yang Che had done. The molten iron had been flung into the air by Yang Che, and the scorching hot iron turned into countless sparks upon contact with the air.

Under the darkness, countless fiery meteors shone brightly, like peach blossoms in full bloom.

Nongyu was also watching this scene. Unlike Zinu, who first thought of the reason for the peach blossoms blooming, Nongyu only saw amazement. In this cold winter, her senior brother had really done it. He had made the peach blossoms bloom.

Nongyu's eyes were sparkling at this moment, filled with a mesmerizing look. The sparks that bloomed in her eyes were not like peach blossoms, but even more beautiful than peach blossoms. They were a beauty that transcended time and space.

Cai Die looked up at the blooming peach blossoms on the peach tree, but her gaze had already shifted downwards to the figure under the tree who was vigorously waving his arms. His expression was inscrutable, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

In contrast to the quiet Zi Nu and Nong Yu, Hong Lian exclaimed in surprise, "So beautiful! Yang Che, hurry up, I want to see more! I want to see more!"

The simple-minded Honglian was now completely dominated by her own vision.

At this moment, more and more people were also attracted by the commotion. The sudden blooming of the 'peach blossoms' on a cold winter night created a mysterious beauty that attracted countless people in an instant.

In an instant, countless people flocked to this place. Women saw the splendor, children saw curiosity, and as for the men, they saw women and children.

"That is..." At this moment, Hu Meiren and Madam Hu, who were under the protection of Han Yu and a group of guards, happened to pass by. When they saw the peach blossoms blooming under the night sky, the eyes of the two women lit up instantly.

No woman could resist what she was seeing.

Night, winter, cold wind, fiery red flowers...

"So beautiful, it's really in bloom," Hu Meiren murmured to herself, excitedly grabbing her sister's hand.

"How did they manage to do that? Can time really be reversed?" Madam Hu was lost in thought, perhaps thinking of something because of the blooming peach blossoms.

"What a clever person! How could he do that? How could he do that?" While Han Yu was amazed by the scene before him, he didn't forget to observe and quickly came to his own conclusion.

"Melting iron into molten iron and then throwing it into the air, the molten iron turns into countless sparks. As it cools, it emits golden and red light. The reason why those sparks are different colors is because the molten iron cools at different rates." Han Yu analyzed, his expression calm, showing composure and wisdom.

Suddenly, he felt three icy gazes pierce his skin, colder than the winter night wind. Han Yu's explanation stopped abruptly, and he stiffly turned his head to see the beautiful Hu Meiren glaring at him. Even Madam Hu, who was always weak and seemed easy to bully, was annoyed with him.

"What?!" Han Yu opened his mouth, wondering how he had angered everyone. Where was the third gaze?

That gaze truly carried a murderous intent. Han Yu looked around but found nothing. Just as he looked away, he spotted a figure moving against the flow of people from the crowd that was constantly pouring in.

The figure was slender and seemed to be holding a long sword. Walking against the flow of the crowd looked very strange. However, with so many people around, even if there were one or two strange people, they wouldn't attract too much attention.

The burst of fireballs is ultimately fleeting. As the last fireball fades into the darkness, a figure stumbles out of the darkness in a disheveled state.

"It's burning me, ouch..." Yang Che complained.

As expected, every industry has its own tricks. He thought that iron-making was not a very advanced technique, but when it came to his own turn, he found that there were many tricks involved. Although he could cheat by using the explosive power of his true qi, he was still burned by quite a few sparks.

Nongyu hurriedly went to greet him, only to see that Yang Che's originally neat clothes had many black holes, and there were also several scorch marks on his head.

Nongyu stepped forward, her face full of heartache. She now understood what had just happened. What they saw was the splendor of blooming peach blossoms, but what Yang Che felt was the scorching heat of molten iron.

Nongyu grabbed Yang Che's hand and examined it. She then touched the holes burned into Yang Che's clothes by the sparks and found that his skin was not injured. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Yang Che looked at Zi Nu and asked with a hint of pride, "Miss Zi Nu, what do you think of the peach blossoms blooming on this winter night?"

Zi Nu stared at Yang Che, who seemed to be showing off, and was taken aback. She found it hard to connect the Yang Che of the moment with the Yang Che who had just created the "spectacle," and even harder to connect the Yang Che before her with the Yang Che who could make Nong Yu take him as her senior brother in music. She also found it hard to connect the Yang Che before her with the scholars of Jixia Academy mentioned in the intelligence.

Who exactly are you?

Zi Nu gave Yang Che a deep look, as if trying to see through him, but could only say, "Very beautiful."

"It's him?" Among the crowd, Hu Meiren also saw Yang Che. When she saw Honglian, she had already guessed, but when Yang Che actually appeared, it still brought her quite a shock.

The 'flower' that bloomed under the night sky was so dazzling that the scene was forever etched in her memory. Even after countless years, Hu Meiren would never forget the stunning moment she witnessed tonight.

It was a breathtaking beauty.

"It was him?" As the older sister, Madam Hu was thinking similarly to her younger sister, Hu Meiren. However, compared to Hu Meiren's pure amazement, Madam Hu was also shocked and puzzled.

Madam Hu really wanted to connect the Yang Che she saw with the Yang Che she remembered.

However... seeing Yang Che's seemingly intimate relationship with several women, Madam Hu's wavering resolve hardened once more. No matter how Yang Che changed, he was still the same person. The passage of time had only made his methods more sophisticated.

This person is intelligent and resourceful, similar to the Ninth Brother, but his temperament is not stable enough, even more so than the Ninth Brother's. Such a person can be a friend, but not enough to be trusted as a confidant. He may have a place in the court, but he is destined to be of little use.

Han Yu was also analyzing Yang Che at this moment.

As the nephew of Liu Yi, the Left Sima, and with Consort Hu as his ally, and now being appointed Imperial Censor by King Han An, Yang Che's future status in Han would not be low no matter how you look at it. How could Han Yu, who harbored feelings for Yang Che, not have thought of winning him over?

However, what Han Yu saw here made him waver in his belief.

Yang Che's ability to make peach trees bloom on a winter night certainly demonstrates his intelligence and talent, but this method was used to win the favor of women, revealing his frivolous nature. Such a person is not capable of great things and is not suitable for undertaking important tasks.

He was just a recluse or a layman.

At this moment, the crowd was also buzzing with discussion. Upon seeing Yang Che, some busybodies shouted loudly, praising him to the skies. Some even shouted that they wanted Yang Che to play a few more times.

Yang Che had already achieved his goal, thoroughly astonishing the beauties. He had no time to care about those ordinary mortals. Did they really think everyone was like Zi Nu or Nong Yu? Yang Che was quite shallow.

However, the enthusiastic crowd seemed to be not to be trifled with.

"Gentlemen, I have other important matters to attend to today, so I'll leave it at that. However, if anyone wants to know how the fire meteor was done, they can come to the Left Sima's residence to find me tomorrow, and I will definitely tell them all the secrets," Yang Che said, bowing to the crowd around him.

At this moment, the crowd also noticed the women beside Yang Che, and they couldn't help but show their amazement. When they heard that it was the residence of the Left Sima, they were even more surprised. However, the answer then came to mind: it seemed that it was worth doing anything to win a smile from such a beautiful woman.

Given Yang Che's sincere attitude, no one continued to make things difficult for him. Of course, it's also possible that they heard about the "Left Sima Mansion" and became wary.

In short, the final outcome was good. The crowd dispersed, and Yang Che was able to stroll along the Imperial Road with Zi Nu and the others again.