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

Yang Che's sigh was extremely abrupt in the quiet room, causing the old musician and Nongyu, who were already captivated by his story, to tense up.

Why did Yang Che sigh?

Yang Che said, "My master loved music most in his life. He traveled all over the world and collected countless musical scores. In his later years, he compiled them into a book, hoping to continue the musical tradition. Unfortunately, my talent is really limited. Although I have tried my best, I cannot inherit my master's mantle. Whenever I think of this, I feel ashamed of my master."

"Sir, your zither skills are already superb. Given time, you will surely become famous throughout the world," Nongyu comforted him.

"Everyone knows their own situation. Even with a teacher, one's achievements in a lifetime are limited. My teacher also knew this, so before he passed away, he instructed me to find a suitable successor for him no matter what, so that his talent would be passed on and the precious musical scores he left behind would not be buried."

As Yang Che continued to fabricate his story, he even came to believe it himself, looking at Nongyu as if she were a priceless treasure.

Meeting Yang Che's gaze, Nongyu also felt a flutter in her heart. She loved music and also understood the other layer of meaning in Yang Che's words. How could she resist such temptation?

But the sheet music is precious, and she is not free. Is it really possible?

"Young lady, you have played Yangchun to such an extent based on only a fragment of the score. Your talent is amazing and I can only look up to you. If there is anyone who can inherit my master's score and carry it forward, it is none other than you." At this moment, Nongyu was a huge treasure in Yang Che's eyes.

Upon hearing this, the old musician frantically winked at Nongyu. Although Nongyu was learning the zither from her, and the two did not have the formal title of master and apprentice, she had already regarded Nongyu as her successor. If Nongyu really received the inheritance of the music master, she would accept it without hesitation.

However, Nongyu hesitated when faced with Yang Che's almost obvious intention.

In that instant, Yang Che only saw the progress of the Flower Sect in the Heavenly Demon Strategy soar to 50%, but then quickly dropped.

For Nongyu, a musical score passed down by a master musician was nothing short of a huge treasure. How could she not be tempted? But she was not free; behind her were the sisters of Zilanxuan.

If Yang Che's sect has special rules that lead to a conflict with Zi Lan Xuan, what should she do?

On one side was the legacy of Master Le, and on the other were the sisters of Zilanxuan. How could Nongyu not hesitate? But she did not live only for herself.

"Young lady, if you become my disciple, I can accept you as my master's disciple and pass on all of my master's lifelong treasures." Yang Che offered his bargaining chip while Nongyu hesitated.

He didn't think Nongyu would refuse his conditions. As long as he could recruit Nongyu into his sect, the task of rebuilding the Flower Sect would be accomplished. The inheritance of the Flower Sect was too important for Yang Che at the moment.

Yang Che's words exploded in Nongyu's mind like thunder, and she was truly moved.

In an instant, the data on the Heavenly Demon Strategy flashed wildly, almost heading straight for 90%, but then dropped even faster.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I am not free and I am afraid I am not worthy of your favor." Nongyu took a deep breath and said the most cruel thing to herself.

"In this world, who doesn't have shackles on their body? Compared to these shackles that we cannot choose and have already imposed on us, it is enough as long as our hearts are free," Yang Che said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Nongyu was deeply moved, and her affection for Yang Che grew even stronger. However, the more this was the case, the more she felt she couldn't hide it. So she took a deep breath and said, "I am a maid of Zilan Pavilion. Does someone like me deserve the inheritance of the Yue family master?"

"Purple Orchid Pavilion?" Yang Che frowned, seemingly not expecting this situation.

In this era, musicians held a high status, having access to the homes of kings and generals, and were considered high-ranking professionals. However, this did not include courtesans who played the zither in brothels. Even among musicians, courtesans were at the very bottom of the social hierarchy and were not even considered part of the mainstream musician community.

As expected. Seeing the hesitation on Yang Che's face, Nongyu felt a pang of sadness even though she had been prepared. It wasn't that she didn't care about many things; she was just too strong to admit it.

However, amidst the bitterness, Nongyu was mostly calm and relaxed. If she deliberately concealed her origins and used deception to obtain the inheritance of the Yue family master, she might satisfy her desires for a while, but she would never have peace of mind for the rest of her life.

"It's just Zilan Pavilion. No one can decide their own origin. Besides, the 'Yangchun' you played was bright and clear, which shows that you have a pure heart. So what if you were born in Zilan Pavilion? The lotus still grows in the mud, and the jade comes from the stubborn stone."

Yang Che's words touched Nongyu's heart, moving the young girl deeply. No one had ever said these words to her before.

When she first learned about her background from the old qin master, he was initially reluctant to teach her. No matter how much money her sister offered, she refused. It was only after she demonstrated her talent that the old qin master took notice and accepted her as a student, but he never mentioned taking her on as a disciple.

"Besides, although Zilan Pavilion is a brothel, is it really as despicable as people think? You should know that there is no shortage of dark and sordid things under the high halls of princes and nobles, and a place like Zilan Pavilion, which is a place of pleasure, may not be without pure and good people."

Having already made up his mind to bring Nongyu into the Flower Sect, Yang Che would not give up just because of Nongyu's slight refusal. He would naturally shower her with compliments, knowing all too well what a young girl like Nongyu liked to hear.

I've decided on Nongyu, and even Zinu can't stop me. That's what I said.

"Besides, is Zilan Pavilion really a stain on your reputation?" Yang Che looked directly into Nongyu's eyes and asked solemnly.

Is Zilanxuan truly a stain on my reputation? Nongyu was taken aback, lost in confusion.

She thought of the cold treatment she received when she was studying, and she thought of the sisters of Zilanxuan who had to deal with men to survive, selling everything they could. Weren't these stains on their reputation?

Are these really stains?

The scene of being taken in by her older sister when she was a child resurfaced in Nongyu's mind. She thought of the many sisters living together, the past when her sisters sheltered her from the wind and rain, and everything her sisters did, all for the sake of supporting a home for them.

Home? Yes, it is home. Zilanxuan is home to me. It is not a stain on my reputation, but my pride. Nongyu suddenly realized that the question that had troubled her and tormented her mind as she grew older was now clear to her as Yang Che questioned her.

"No, Zilanxuan is my home. I will never be ashamed of Zilanxuan. It is my home, my sisters are my family, and Zilanxuan is my pride," Nongyu said firmly, with an unprecedented determination.

"So why are you unable to shoulder the responsibility of my master's legacy?" Yang Che asked.

"Please teach me, senior brother. I want to learn the teacher's teachings." Nongyu gazed at Yang Che, forgetting her reserve and shyness as a young girl. She knelt down heavily, her hands clasped in front of her, her head slightly tilted to the side. As she gracefully bowed, the ribbons in her hair swayed slightly, without making a sound.

With just this one bow, if Nongyu didn't say she was a maid from Zilan Pavilion, who would have thought she came from a brothel? She clearly possessed the poise and elegance that only a noble family could cultivate.

"Good, good, there is hope for the continuation of our sect. Junior sister, please get up." Yang Che laughed and bent down to help Nongyu up. He grabbed Nongyu's arm through her sleeve and looked at his junior sister with burning eyes, as if he had discovered a precious treasure.

Meeting Yang Che's intense gaze, Nongyu felt a little timid. She had never been so close to a man before. However, thinking that the person in front of her was her senior brother, she almost subconsciously turned her face away, but still forced herself to meet Yang Che's gaze.

"Senior brother." Nongyu parted her cherry lips slightly, a shy smile blooming on her face.

"Good junior sister." Yang Che laughed even louder this time, because the mission progress on the Heavenly Demon Strategy had reached one hundred percent.

Main Quest 4: Rebuild the Flower Faction, Quest Progress: 100%, Reward: Flower Tour.