Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Suddenly, a beautiful and melodious piano sound rang out, captivating everyone. Even Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, sitting in a three-meter-long rattan chair, couldn't help but close his eyes.

Just at this time.

Dong Qing, who was lying on the lap of Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tang Yuehua, who was playing the zither not far away, with a slightly confused gaze.

Her slender, white fingers danced across the strings, beautiful notes flowing gently from them, and moving music constantly emanating from her fingertips.

The music was sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like the rising tide crashing against the shore.

The music was sometimes melodious and low, like a calm lake without a ripple.

The sound of the zither was sometimes clear and bright, like a gentle breeze blowing through a green bamboo forest.

The clear and pure sound of the zither flowed gently, like a secluded mountain valley, flowing over life's setbacks, over the ruthlessness of time, and also flowing into Dongqing's heart.

have to say.

Although Tang Yuehua's martial soul defect prevented her from cultivating soul power and she was often ridiculed behind her back, her musical talent had reached the pinnacle.

What is the pinnacle of achievement?

simply put.

In the vast world of Douluo Continent, there is no one more outstanding musician than Tang Yuehua. She is an incomparably elegant woman, and also a woman who deserves to be cherished.

I don't know when.

The beautiful music in the air gradually stopped, and everything returned to its previous silence. As if noticing Dongqing's awakening, Tang Yuehua got up and slowly walked towards him.

As this woman walked gracefully, two deadly pressures trembled slightly, and at the same time, her slender waist and the tight-fitting back covered by her long robe created a sense of dynamism.

Unintentionally, another breathtaking beauty was revealed: the rounded shape from the waist down appeared heavy, and the soft robe stretched taut, creating a slightly exaggerated curve.

"Your Highness Dongqing, you're awake?" Tang Yuehua bowed and asked.

"Yes, I'm awake," Dongqing said, sitting up straight.

As he spoke, the Blue Silver Emperor A Yin lightly tapped the air with her slender white fingertips, and several blue-gold vines rose from the ground, transforming into a simple square table and chairs.

She then used her soul power to summon teaware and porcelain cups from a nearby pavilion, gently picked up the teapot, and at the same time released a wisp of almost imperceptible soul power.

In less than three seconds, the teapot began to steam and bubble, with water vapor constantly emerging from the spout. The teapot tilted slightly, and boiling hot water flowed out from the spout.

Finally, under the careful control of Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, it was poured into a porcelain cup that had already been filled with flowers, fruits, and tea leaves.

"I don't know... but did the music just now awaken Prince Dongqing?" Tang Yuehua asked apologetically.

After she finished speaking.

What Lan Yinhuang A Yin did next left Tang Yuehua speechless. There was no tea for her; only a cup of tea was made for her little man, Dong Qing.

What kind of differential treatment is this?

at this time.

Hearing Tang Yuehua's apologetic words, Dong Qing quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, Sister Yuehua, you may have misunderstood. The music was very beautiful. It was the music that awakened me, not the music that startled me."

at the same time.

Dong Qing pondered to himself, "It's truly a pity that such a great musician is limited by the lifespan of a mortal. If only she could play for me more often in the future..."

To be honest, it's a bit of a waste to have this celestial herb, the Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma, in my hands, since its greatest ability is to repair the defects of a failed martial soul mutation.

However, Dong Qing wouldn't be so foolish as to give the Grade Nine Purple Ganoderma to someone like Yu Xiaogang, so this celestial herb has always stayed in his spatial soul tool.

But now...

Because of this beautiful music, Dongqing had a completely new idea.

Perhaps I could give this celestial herb, the ninth-grade purple ganoderma, to a great musician to change her hopeless fate of never being able to cultivate soul power in this lifetime.

But the premise is, is Tang Yuehua willing to keep playing little...musical pieces for him?

Dong Qing didn't know the answer to this question either. He didn't quite understand women's thoughts. If he did, he wouldn't have been forcibly devoured by Bibi Dong and Blue Silver Emperor A Yin one after another.

As for Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, their relationship with Dong Qing was genuine and things progressed naturally, unlike Lan Yinhuang and Bibi Dong who used underhanded methods.

One of them secretly got Dong Qing drunk with spirit wine, while the other knocked him unconscious with a karate chop when he wasn't looking. In the end, they even suspected that the other party was only after Dong Qing's life essence.

In any case, neither of them is a good person in each other's eyes now.

...........

Chapter 333, the melodious and rhythmic sound of the zither rises.

Unaware of Dongqing's inner thoughts, Tang Yuehua smiled confidently when she heard him praise her zither playing.

She gathered her thoughts and said in a slightly magnetic voice, "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. If Your Highness does not mind, I am willing to play for you for the rest of my life."

What Tang Yuehua meant by saying this was that she wanted to become Dong Qing's bedmate, and at that time, Dong Qing would naturally help her solve the problem of her martial soul's defect that prevented her from cultivating.

And even if in the end... the problem of not being able to cultivate due to the defect of her martial soul cannot be solved, then Tang Yuehua also wants to experience the old cow and young grass that Blue Silver Emperor A Yin had experienced.

To know.

Tang Yuehua is now over forty years old, which is really not young. Although she still looks like a beautiful woman in her thirties, she has never been defiled.

But mortals will eventually grow old. In another twenty or thirty years, she will eventually age and lose her stunning beauty.

As I said before, the men Tang Yuehua admires don't admire her, a useless soul master.

The men who were interested in her were all ordinary people, and she was unwilling to force herself to marry an ordinary man.

And so, her life's most important event was left stuck here.

With the example of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, it has been proven that Dong Qing does not mind his older sister's age. In addition, he is also a genius Soul Master, so his future prospects are limitless.

Given this opportunity, Tang Yuehua would certainly give it her all. Perhaps while successfully getting her hands on the young and tender Dong Qing, this man could also help her solve the problem of her martial soul's defect preventing her from cultivating.

........

Dong Qing wasn't brain-dead; he naturally understood the underlying meaning of Tang Yuehua's words. The fact that she even used the word "a lifetime" indicated that she wanted a lot.

He reached out and touched his chin, looking Tang Yuehua up and down as if considering what she had just said.

After thinking for a long time.

Dongqing suddenly clapped his hands and asked in a very serious tone, "Sister Yuehua, were you serious about what you just said? Are you really willing to play music for me for the rest of your life?"

While he was speaking.

Lan Yinhuang, who was quietly brewing tea, suddenly looked up at Tang Yuehua with a strange look in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. She just secretly kicked Dongqing.

That scumbag... He'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later, and be drained dry by her.

the other side.

Tang Yuehua noticed the look in Lan Yinhuang A Yin's eyes, and she knew it was a warning not to go too far.

But such opportunities are rare, and she can't always play such beautiful music. If she misses this chance, she doesn't know if she'll ever have another one.

Today, I just happened to be in a very good mental state, my energy and spirit were in harmony with the world, which is why I was able to play such a heavenly melody that even Dongqing couldn't help but be captivated by it.

Now is the perfect opportunity to get Dongqing to accept her, so she won't be just an unclaimed follower who could be captured and made a maid at any time.

Even if it were to become a maid to Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Tang Yuehua would be a million times unwilling. She had no desire to serve this annoying woman.

Thinking about this...

Ignoring the warning look from Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, Tang Yuehua blinked her beautiful eyes gently, her dark pupils filled with sadness and confusion.

At the same time, her smooth, silky silver hair gradually slid down her soft, boneless shoulders, revealing her fair and smooth jade-like shoulders beneath.

Everything was so natural, everything was so peaceful, everything was so normal.

"Does Your Highness Dongqing... not believe my words? Doubt my resolve?"

Tang Yuehua is far more than just a great musician; she is also a top-notch performing artist. This time, she perfectly portrayed the unique fragility of a woman, making people want to hold her in their arms and comfort her.

"It's not that I don't believe... it's just that I... I might be..." Dong Qing was at a loss for words for a moment.

He certainly hoped that Tang Yuehua would continue to play music for him, after all, her music was a rare treat to listen to.

The lingering melody is unforgettable and leaves a lasting impression.

But once their relationship deteriorated, it was no longer a pleasure; instead, it felt restrictive. Dongqing hesitated, unsure of what to do.

Honestly, once you have a lot of women, your inner greed and desire will gradually fade. Unless you really like one, it's hard to fall for a new woman.

At this moment, Dong Qing really hoped that his followers could fulfill their duties as followers, do their jobs well, and not always think about climbing the ranks.

Unfortunately, they were filled with their own desires and ambitions. Before them were Mei Xiangxue and her two companions, and after them was Tang Yuehua. They each had their own needs and purposes, and they all longed to climb up the social ladder.

Mei Xiangxue, Li Yuexian, and Li Yuemei were doing this so that they could continue to gain Dongqing's trust and maintain control over the newspaper, a media organization that covered the entire continent.

After all, no one can gain trust more easily than their spouse, and they believe that by following Dongqing, they will become even more distinguished in the future.

Tang Yuehua also had a desire to change her fate. She really, really wanted to cultivate soul power and make those who used to laugh at her as a waste eat their words.

...........

Upon hearing Dong Qing's words, Tang Yuehua's heart skipped a beat. She looked down at her own pressure, which seemed to be no less than that of Blue Silver Emperor A Yin.

If that's the case, then why is he hesitating...? Is it because he thinks his physique isn't good enough, or because he thinks he's too old? Surely it's not because he thinks he's not proactive enough?

Think about this.

Tang Yuehua said, "Your Highness Dongqing, since you are feeling troubled, music is the best way to calm down. Would you be interested in playing a duet with me?"

"An ensemble? Sister Yuehua, I might not be up to the task..."

Dong Qing pointed to himself, looking a little surprised. You see, although he had studied music with Tang Yuehua for a while and could be considered to have some knowledge of music, he had never played a duet with anyone before.

“What’s wrong with that! Believe in yourself, Your Highness Dongqing. You are the most talented person I have ever met,” Tang Yuehua encouraged.

Done.

Ignoring the increasingly cold gaze of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, she grabbed Dong Qing and ran towards the place where she had just placed the guqin.

"These despicable women, none of them are pushovers, they're all secretly plotting against Xiaoqing." Blue Silver Emperor A Yin frowned her beautiful brows.

Is she jealous?

Of course you'd be jealous. Besides, love is inherently selfish. If you feel nothing for him or her, it just means you don't like them at all.

However, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin was not so jealous as to deliberately cause trouble, mainly because she knew what Tang Yuehua wanted in her heart: to change her pitiful fate of not being able to cultivate soul power.