I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"Miss Shisui's dancing is amazing..." Zhang Huiyi's eyes widened with bloodshot, and he couldn't help sipating. He felt that the dancers just now were no longer attractive.

However, at this moment, the light blue figure moved lightly and slowly floated to the opposite side of Ouyang Zhishui.

The ribbons flowed and the blue skirt swayed. Facing the other party's eager and passionate dance, Su Xiaoyu was not moved at all. She swam lightly like a fish. Her every frown and smile was ethereal and tender.

At this moment, even the music stopped, as if they couldn't bear to let the mundane sounds disrupt Su Xiaoyu's soothing dance.

After just a few turns, the Juejian Sect disciples' attention returned to Su Xiaoyu.

"This junior sister in blue is so cute, how come I've never seen her before?"

"Ah, I'm in love! Is this what first love feels like?"

"Didn't you say last time that you liked Senior Sister Su Lanyu?!"

Not only the Juejian Sect, but even the disciples of Lingshou Manor were gradually attracted by Su Xiaoyu's light dance, and they all smiled like perverts.

Zhang Huilie, who was so dazed just now, suddenly became clear-eyed when he saw Su Xiaoyu's dance. He murmured to himself: "Is this a fairy descending to earth? I am so lucky to see this stunning dance..."

Although Zhang Huiyi was lustful, he enjoyed drinking, listening to music and watching dance every day, which showed that he had artistic accomplishment.

Compared to Ouyang Zhishui's dance that showed off too much skin and was a bit messy and erotic, Su Xiaoyu's dance was more intoxicating.

Xiao Wuyou, who knew the truth, couldn't help but sigh that this little sister was really a disaster. You know, Su Xiaoyu was using an illusion to cover up her original appearance. If she showed her true face, even he himself would be a little overwhelmed.

Looking at Ouyang Zhishui again, she had a look of gritting her teeth and her dance steps became increasingly disordered. Once she lost the "charm" she was currently maintaining, defeat would be only a matter of time.

However, just when Ouyang Zhishui's breath was about to dissipate, a clear flute sounded.

The player was none other than Ouyang Zhishui's senior brother Ouyang Jing!

The enchanting flute sounded an exotic tune, and under this rhythm, Ouyang Zhishui regained the "charm" that he had just lost.

Dance and music complement each other. No matter how good a dance is, it will only look messy if it is not accompanied by the corresponding music. And this flute music, with its swift, rapid and passionate tune, was obviously played by Ouyang Zhishui, and it did not match Su Xiaoyu's dance at all!

Not only that, a light purple aura floated out from the sound of the flute, entwining around Ouyang Zhishui.

"Zhulong's true disciple actually knows the art of music!"

"This is the eighth-grade rhythm. The rhythm turns into energy and condenses into spiritual energy!"

Everyone in the Absolute Sword Sect was amazed, and the disciples from the Spirit Beast Farm couldn't help but show off: "Hey, you don't know, do you? Everyone knows that our eldest brother is the true disciple of Zhulong, and he controls the spirit beast Zhulong, which can erode demons! But few people know that he is also good at music, and has a low-grade music magic weapon, the sandalwood magic flute..."

The disciple from the Spirit Beast Manor wanted to say something, but Yang Wei glared at him and he shut up. But his words made the other Juejian Sect cultivators feel uneasy.

Compared to Xiao Wuyou, Zhulong's true teachings have indeed been famous in the world of immortal cultivation for a long time.

Under normal circumstances they could still refute confidently, but what was before them was the true disciple of Zhulong, whose flute music turned the defeat around, and Xiao Wuyou was helpless!

Su Xiaoyu still had a smile on her face, but she was secretly shocked and became anxious.

The eighth-grade melody may not sound high, but this Taoist method can attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and add a touch of charm to the dancer, not to mention that Ouyang Jing's flute itself is a musical magic weapon, containing sandalwood spiritual energy.

Su Xiaoyu is not without a solution.

She is proficient in the art of dancing and is already a seventh-grade dancer. If she gives it her all, she still has a chance.

However, whether it is music or dance, there are only a handful of people in the world who practice these unpopular ways of cultivating immortals. Everyone knows that the dancing skills of Lingbo Fairy Su Lanyu are stunning. If he were to perform with all his strength, he would be admitting his guilt.

Do I really have to expose my identity for this competition? Su Xiaoyu didn't dare to make a decision on his own.

But seeing that Ouyang Zhishui's momentum was growing stronger and stronger, almost completely overwhelming him, Su Xiaoyu had no choice but to look at Xiao Wuyou for instructions.

But Xiao Wuyou did not give any instructions. He just calmly took a sip of the spirit wine, and then slowly said: "City Lord Zhang, can you lend me your zither?"

Chapter 11 The organization has decided that you will be the leader!

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Seeing that Xiao Wuyou asked for the lyre and wanted to play it, everyone became suspicious and couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

The first and most nervous person was Zhang Huiyi. He didn't care about the dispute between Juejian Sect and Lingshou Manor, but what if Xiao Wuyou lost and attributed the defeat to him?

"Lord Xiao, it's not that I don't want to, but the guqin in my private collection is indeed not as good as the magic weapon of music in Lord Ouyang's hands!" Zhang Huiyi came forward and carefully advised in Xiao Wuyou's ear.

"It doesn't matter, win or lose, I won't blame you." Xiao Wuyou said casually.

It is difficult to persuade the damned ghost with kind words. Seeing that Xiao Wuyou insisted on showing off his ability, Zhang Huiyi had no choice but to order his servants to prepare a guqin for him.

On the other hand, the people in Lingshou Manor did not care.

The eighth level of musicality is already rare, not to mention that Ouyang Jing also has the blessing of magic weapons. No matter how powerful Xiao Wuyou is, he can never compare to him.

The focus of the venue, two dancing girls were crossing each other, and Ouyang Zhishui casually said to Su Xiaoyu at this moment: "Your senior brother is just humiliating himself."

Even Ouyang Jing, who was sitting on the main seat, felt that this was a wrong move after thinking about it, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

He actually wanted to compete with me in music? It seemed that I had finally pushed Xiao Wuyou into a desperate situation, so he resorted to this desperate measure and wanted to face me head-on to see who was better.

It’s a pity that, apart from anything else, I can’t lose in music.

The art of music has almost been lost, and even the four major sects find it difficult to find the way in. His seventh-grade cultivation and the lower-grade magic weapon, the Sandalwood Magic Flute, were both found in a secret realm of a great music cultivator, and that secret realm had long been destroyed. It was impossible for Xiao Wuyou to win.

No, could Xiao Wuyou's strategy really be that simple?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Jing became a little unconfident again.

Ouyang Jing stopped playing and asked tentatively: "Brother Xiao, do you want to compete with me in the art of music? Could it be that Brother Xiao also understands music?"

Xiao Wuyou smiled faintly: "I know a little bit. It's not a competition, but seeing that Brother Ouyang happened to be here and had a beauty as his companion, I couldn't help but want to play some music to liven up the atmosphere."

Xiao Wuyou really doesn't understand music. His knowledge of musical instruments is limited to being able to recognize what is what. He doesn't even recognize many classical instruments, let alone the art of music.

But he is lucky!

Xiao Wuyou had studied this before, and the effect of luck had nothing to do with his understanding of this industry. For example, when it came to refining medicine, he knew a lot about theoretical knowledge, but he knew nothing about forging magic weapons. However, in the end, the effect of using luck to improve it was the same.

In short, although this luck cannot be used directly in combat, it can be used for anything related to cultivating immortals.

Although this is the first time I've heard of this music theory today, it should be useful.

It is said that a red flower becomes redder when it is around him. Looking at Su Xiaoyu's graceful and elegant dance, Xiao Wuyou also became very interested and could not help but want to try to play a song.

The moment the strings of the piano vibrated, the noisy dinner scene became silent as if it had fallen to the bottom of a pool.

Xiao Wuyou looked at Su Xiaoyu's beautiful figure, emptied his mind, infused his energy, and played freely and casually.

The melodious and ethereal sound of the piano flows slowly, and the girl jumps happily and freely like a blue fish encountering the lake water.

This song does not steal the show at all. It is as perfect as if it was created for the dancing blue girl.

All the audience and listeners present felt as if the world had sunk to the bottom of the pond and everything had returned to silence. Only the jumping blue fish and the clear and transparent water in front of them were so beautiful.

Even Su Xiaoyu herself was so absorbed in the moment that she no longer cared about her status and identity and danced for Xiao Wuyou to her heart's content.

It is said that it is difficult to find a soulmate, but Su Xiaoyu was extremely lucky. The person she admired seemed to know everything about her heart and played the perfect song she had imagined.

Her blue hair ripples and her skirt sways, just like a fish rejoicing in the water.

With wet eyes, the girl looked towards the elegant gentleman who was playing music for her not far away. She only hoped that the music would never stop and that time would stop at this moment.

The song ends, the dance ends.

The scene was silent for a long time, as if no one wanted to break the lingering sound of the song.

After a long time, Zhang Huiyi couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful..."

At this time, the others opened their eyes and found that the surroundings were filled with water-blue spiritual energy, as if there was a lingering sound.

Thunderous applause suddenly broke out at the scene, and the silent world was filled with cheers and applause.

Ouyang Zhishui bit her lip, lowered her head, and remained silent. It was not until this moment that she realized that she had stopped dancing and was standing there in a daze.

"Hey, I am..."

On the other side of the main seat, Ouyang Jing touched his eyes and found that he couldn't help crying.

The more profound one's knowledge of music and dance is, the more one can feel the mystery of the song that Xiao Wuyou just performed.

Ouyang Jing murmured in disbelief: "Sixth rank...musical empathy?"

This soul-stirring piano skill was more than one level higher than his. Ouyang Jing had only seen a few words describing a sixth-grade music practitioner in an ancient fragment obtained from the ruins, but it was a pity that no inheritance was left behind.

But he never expected that there really was a sixth-grade music practitioner in this world, and he was actually of the same generation as him!

"I'm sorry for showing off my poor performance, please don't blame me, Brother Ouyang." Noticing Ouyang Jing's gaze, Xiao Wuyou gave him a faint smile to show his modesty.

To be honest, he was a little too excited while playing, and he wasn't sure exactly how well it was. He only remembered that he used about 2 drops of luck to improve the quality of the magic weapon. At least the quality of the magic weapon was not inferior to the Sandalwood Magic Flute.

As for playing the piano itself, it consumed 3 drops of luck. But since it was just for fun, Xiao Wuyou didn't care too much.

"Brother Xiao is a man of few talents, so how can you say that he is making a fool of himself?" Ouyang Jing curled his lips and managed to maintain a bitter smile with great difficulty.

"That's good. As for the victory or defeat, let's just have fun and not take it too seriously." Xiao Wu personally didn't care about winning or losing, but this was his junior sister's duel after all, and he couldn't decide for her, so he said something soft.

However, when Ouyang Jing heard this, he felt pain in his heart.

Playing music, don't take it too seriously? Does that mean he and Ouyang Jing are no match for each other in terms of music, and are nothing but music in front of them? !

However, what he said was not wrong!

His musicality was two levels lower than Xiao Wuyou's, and Ouyang Zhishui was slightly inferior to Su Xiaoyu in terms of dancing. The winner was already obvious.

In the end, Ouyang Jing could only sigh and admit defeat: "As you said, Brother Xiao, we lost."

"In that case, the leadership will be handed over to you spirit beasts... huh?!"

"We, the Spirit Beast Manor, have completely lost. From now on, the elimination of monsters in the East China Sea will be fully led by your Absolute Sword Sect."

Amid the cheers of the disciples of the Absolute Sword Sect, Su Xiaoyu walked towards Xiao Wuyou with a smile and said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your help. Congratulations to you for leading the extermination of the monster in the East China Sea."

Behind her, disciples from the Juejian Sect and Lingshou Manor saluted together.

"We will obey orders from our senior brother and live up to the name of the righteous path!"

Xiao Wuyou stared at all this in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Chapter 12: The final round, one point to win

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"As expected of you, you are the eldest senior brother. You took over the leadership so easily!"

"Who said that there is no one in my Juejian Sect!"

Xiao Wuyou stared blankly at his fellow disciples from the Juejian Sect who had finally gotten their heads held high. The words to explain came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

Even if it was him, he would feel embarrassed to ruin everyone's fun!

No, I just played a song casually, how could I grab the leadership? Is the leadership of the East China Sea Exorcist so casual?

"Brother Ouyang, are you really not going to consider the leadership position again?" Xiao Wuyou asked Ouyang Jing again.

"Brother Xiao, I admit defeat. Brother Ouyang admits defeat. Please stop joking." Ouyang Jing replied seriously, which was rare for him.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly realized that since Ouyang Jing gave up the leadership so casually, it meant that this thing was not that important. Then he would not be polite!

The dinner was approaching, and after eating and drinking their fill, the disciples from the two major sects dispersed one after another and stayed in the house prepared by Zhang Huiyi.

"City Lord Zhang, I am very happy to see this zither. Can I..." Xiao Wuyou mentioned it casually before leaving.

This ancient zither was originally an ordinary object. It was upgraded to a magic weapon by consuming its own spiritual energy. It cannot be thrown away like this!

"Well, Lord Xiao, you are so polite! If you like it, I will give it to you!" Zhang Huiyi directly asked someone to send the guqin to Xiao Wuyou's guest room. He had a smile on his face, but his heart was aching as if it was bleeding.

With Zhang Huiyi's ability to appreciate music, he could naturally tell that this ancient zither was as good as Ouyang Jing's sandalwood magic flute.

If I knew, how could I let outsiders use it! But since it has been put on display, it is not easy to refuse directly.

Well, let's just consider it as a favor to Xiao Wuyou...

Unfortunately, Xiao Wuyou's attention was all focused on Su Xiaoyu's back in the distance, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Huiyi's flattery.

The Spiritual Beast Farm, the leadership, these are not important. The little apprentice sister is what he cares about the most.

Today's song once again made him realize that Su Xiaoyu and Su Lanyu are really the same person.

He had seen Su Lanyu dance before, and could clearly tell that the dance performed by the junior sister today was exactly the same as the one Su Lanyu had performed before.

But I don't know if today's song will have any effect on reversing the prophecy. Alas, Xiaoyu seems to be quite happy, I wonder if it's just acting...

While thinking about it, Xiao Wuyou returned to the house that Zhang Huiyi had prepared for him.

The raindrops suddenly fell, and before he could react, they poured down.

Hey, I'm already soaked to the skin at the door. What bad luck...

Just as he was about to enter the house, Xiao Wuyou's body suddenly stiffened, and he recalled the scene in the prophecy.