Douro Continent

Chapter 473 Stripped of all artifice, achieving perfect harmony (Part 1)

Tang Yuehua nodded affirmatively. "Your evenings are yours to manage as you see fit. However, you must learn these things from me during the day until I am satisfied. Do you know what Yuexuan is for?"

Tang San shook his head.

Tang Yuehua smiled calmly, "This is the Heaven Dou Empire's Royal Etiquette School. It specializes in teaching various aristocratic etiquette. You should have sensed my domain by now. My innate domain is called the Noble Ring. And my soul power is currently at level nine."

"What?" Tang San stared blankly at Tang Yuehua, unable to comprehend how a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect could possess only level nine soul power. "You have a mutated martial soul?"

Tang Yuehua smiled and nodded. "Perhaps you think I'm the most useless direct descendant of the Haotian Sect, but I can tell you, if your father had possessed everything I'm good at, the outcome of what happened twenty years ago would have been completely different. Sometimes, strength isn't everything. You must learn to protect yourself without relying on strength. You also need to know how to use the art of language, how to navigate between different factions, and how to control power. I can see your talent, but there's still so much for you to learn."

Tang San finally nodded with some difficulty. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had no choice but to compromise with the elegant lady before him. After all, she was his own aunt.

Tang Yuehua smiled slightly, "Don't seem so troubled. As I said, it won't be long before you understand the importance of everything I've taught you. Now that you've left the City of Slaughter, what you need most isn't to cultivate diligently, but to make everything you have more stable. I already know about your father's health condition. Don't worry, I won't pressure him anymore. Neither will the sect. Although he's no longer with the sect, the sect has never forgotten him."

With a sigh, Tang Yuehua looked intently at Tang San, "If you don't want your father to be disturbed again, then you must become stronger. The responsibilities he should have fulfilled will fall on your shoulders."

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One year later. Tiandou City, Yuexuan.

The night view of Tiandou City has always been beautiful, which is largely due to its highly developed commerce. As the capital of the Tiandou Empire, only Xingluo City can rival it in the entire Douluo Continent.

The beauty of Xingluo City mainly comes from the delicacy of the South, while Tiandou City is full of the grandeur of the North, each with its own merits.

Elegant and tranquil lights shone from the multi-story buildings of Yuexuan, and a steady stream of people entered through invitations.

As the Imperial Etiquette Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire, those who can enter Yuexuan must at least possess a noble title and be no older than thirty. Undoubtedly, this is the place where the next generation of nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire is cultivated.

Therefore, although Yuexuan itself was nothing special, no force dared to lay a hand on it. Not even the royal family.

It is rumored that Emperor Xueye and Lady Yue, the mistress of Yuexuan Pavilion, have a special and close relationship. Of course, this is just a rumor.

Tonight is the annual graduation ceremony.

Another batch of students is about to graduate. Those invited are all the students' parents and elders, undoubtedly influential figures in the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.

It's important to know that Yuexuan only admits one hundred students each year. For those one hundred spots, nobles across the entire Heaven Dou Empire practically fight tooth and nail. Everyone knows that graduating successfully from Yuexuan is like getting a golden plating; its graduates are hailed as true nobility.

Putting aside other matters, when nobles intermarry, the stronger party often inquires of the weaker party whether the other party's children have been educated by Yuexuan. This demonstrates Yuexuan's influence within the upper echelons of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Of course, no one knew that Madam Yue, the seemingly powerless mistress of Yuexuan, was actually from the number one soul master sect in the world.

The graduation ceremony was held on the third floor of Yuexuan, where many dignitaries were already seated in the prepared venue. They all hoped to see how their children had improved through Yuexuan's nurturing.

As the mistress of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua, still dressed in a silver palace gown, stood smiling on one side of the hall. Her subordinates informed her that everyone had arrived, and she nodded in acknowledgment. The graduation ceremony officially began.

A group of young men and women dressed in silver began to enter through the doors on both sides. Despite numbering around a hundred, they caused no disturbance in the hall. Each face wore the same elegant smile, their steps were perfectly in sync, and their every gesture exuded a subtle nobility that was neither arrogant nor overtly conspicuous.

Just then, a door on one side of the hall opened, and a young man dressed in white slowly walked out, carrying an exquisite and beautiful golden harp.

His clear blue eyes were crystal clear, and his long, dark blue hair cascaded over his shoulders without giving off a sense of impoliteness. He was like a rare gem among men, embodying handsomeness, nobility, and elegance.

Yet, he possessed a unique tranquility. The moment he stepped out of the side door, he instantly became the center of attention.

Even the graduates who had entered the hall earlier with elegant smiles couldn't help but cast a glance at him.

The female trainees, in particular, often had a look of infatuation in their eyes.

The young man in white placed the harp on the prepared table, sat upright on his special low stool, smiled and nodded to the many guests, and then slowly raised his slender hands to play softly.

Elegant and pure, like the crystalline brilliance of pearls and the clarity of morning dew, flowed from the exquisite golden harp, instantly silencing the hall. The beautiful music was soothing and uplifting. It was like the wondrous beauty of a fountain gushing forth under the moonlight, filling the room with a poetic atmosphere.

Putting everything else aside, just looking at his appearance, this young man in white undoubtedly outshone all the graduating students present. His serene and unassuming demeanor was what made him so endearing.

Tang Yuehua stood there quietly, listening to the beautiful music. To her, the music was certainly different from what others heard. She was listening to see if the music was truly as serene as the young man in white appeared.

A year has passed, a whole year has gone by, and he has indeed changed a lot. Perhaps, this is just his true nature.

The young man playing the zither was none other than Tang San. Compared to a year ago, Tang San had undergone a complete transformation. It was a change in his temperament. Not a trace of murderous aura emanated from him anymore. It wasn't that the murderous aura he had gained from his experience in the City of Slaughter had disappeared, but rather that his true inner strength had returned.

When Tang Yuehua gave Tang San his first lesson, she told him that a true strong person must first learn to control everything about themselves, especially their emotions and aura.

That year, Tang San undoubtedly did exceptionally well, so well that even a demanding noblewoman like Tang Yuehua couldn't find a single flaw. What took others three years to complete, he finished in one year, and did it better than anyone else.

It has always been a tradition of Yuexuan to represent the graduating class on the harp, and only the most outstanding graduates of the year are given this honor. Tang San was able to sit there not because he was Tang Yuehua's nephew, but because of his own achievements.

The graduation ceremony proceeded according to the established procedures amidst the elegant music. The dignitaries below had already begun discreetly inquiring about Tang San's origins. But not a single one could tell them. Not even their children could answer where Tang San came from.

To the other students, Tang San was like a mystery. When he first appeared, he was so cold that no one wanted to approach him, and no one thought much of him as a transfer student.

Although he is handsome, this is the capital city, where there are plenty of handsome people.

However, a few months later, everyone's gaze towards him changed. Tang San demonstrated a learning ability far exceeding that of ordinary people in various etiquette and music studies. Most notably, the faint layer of coldness that had emanated from him gradually disappeared.

For some reason, he rarely communicates with others and rarely speaks. He just studies quietly.

Sitting below the stage, the most distinguished among the nobles was a young man whose age appeared to be between youth and middle age. He was none other than Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Xue Qinghe came here for his younger sister's graduation ceremony.

His sister should have been sitting in the seat where Tang San is now.

Not long ago, his sister told him that the final choice to play the harp had changed, but she was not upset at all, because she sincerely admired the young man named Tang Yin and knew that she was inferior to him in every way.

Xue Qinghe knew that his younger sister, as an imperial princess and favored by their father, was always arrogant and rarely trusted others. Even he, her eldest brother, held little sway over her.

Sending her to Yuexuan to study was undoubtedly intended to properly cultivate her younger sister's court etiquette, as she was eighteen years old and it was time for her to get married.

He couldn't understand why his usually proud sister would admire someone so much. She even showed a faint shyness when mentioning that person.

When Xue Qinghe saw Tang San sitting there playing music, he was also shocked. He couldn't find a single flaw in that young man.

(End of this chapter)