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"Wow!" The audience erupted in astonished shouts once again. Unexpectedly, in the fierce competition between the two, Gunaara ultimately chose her own selected suitor.
In an instant, the fiery atmosphere was reignited, even waking up Fat Ancestor, who had been dozing on the roof of the inn. Rubbing his eyes and looking towards Arena, he couldn't help but laugh so hard that he almost fell off the eaves: "Great, great! A three-way battle, I love to see it!"
A crowd had gathered to watch the excitement, and Xiang Xueer glared at Li Yunyang with sweat dripping down her face, secretly muttering, "This idiot. But this is good; this way Azure Wind Sword can directly connect with Fuxi Qin, and awaken the Ancestor within that zither."
As she spoke, Gunaara lifted the ancient zither in her hand and gracefully plucked its strings, producing beautiful sounds. However, as soon as the music played, everyone immediately felt a different kind of power.
"Ah!" The commoners below Arena quickly covered their ears from the shock of this internal force. It turned out that the sound of the zither contained Gunaara's spiritual energy, making it captivating and soul-stirring. The nerves in their faces were stimulated, creating a sensation reminiscent of the unique ability of Heart Demon.
Gunaara glanced sideways at Li Yunyang and Xiang Xueer, her red lips curling into a charming smile: "Whoever among you can withstand my zither's sound will be my suitor."
No way! Isn't this a martial arts competition for marriage? There’s even this part? Xiang Xueer felt dizzy; indeed, the Fuxi Qin was leaving. So she and Li Yunyang quickly sat down and began to meditate.
However, this melodious zither sound persisted like an ear-piercing noise, continuously flooding into their ears and resonating within their cells.
She looked again at those below Arena. The vast majority had already collapsed to the ground, while a group stood there with blank expressions as if they were under control, completely motionless.
"Wow, I can't take it anymore!" Duck shouted while covering his ears, his vision spinning as he looked at Ling Zhu. He saw her head suddenly multiply into two, then three, until it seemed to fill the sky.
With a thud, Duck fainted directly. Ling Zhu and Lian Cheng Xue hurriedly sat down to meditate, barely escaping from the noise.
This is troublesome; unexpectedly, the situation had developed beyond control. Above on the eaves, Fat Ancestor shook his head with a grin: "Oh my goodness! This Fuxi Old Woman, every time she makes a sound it turns everything upside down."
At that moment, the Azure Wind Sword, which was placed beside Xiang Xueer, began to shake again. With a whoosh, it flew up from the ground into mid-air and resonated with a buzzing sound towards Fuxi Qin.
"What happened?" Gunaara looked down at the Fuxi Qin in her hands, which began to vibrate continuously, something that had never happened before. She was astonished and raised her head to look at the Azure Wind Sword flying in the sky, thinking it was Xiang Xueer controlling it. With a turn, she sat down on the ground, placing the Fuxi Qin on her knees, took a deep breath, and quickly moved her hands over the strings.
The sounds of 'ding ding dong dong' from the two Ancient Artifacts began to collide, as if they were conversing. After a short while, there was a loud 'bang', and the Fuxi Qin finally quieted down, while the Azure Wind Sword returned to Xiang Xueer's hand.
Gunaara looked down at the instrument in her hands; no matter how she plucked the strings, the Fuxi Qin seemed to refuse to respond, unable to produce its original power.
"Oh dear, oh dear, negotiations have fallen through!" The Fat Ancestor sitting on the eaves scratched his forehead and then flew into the Arena, grabbing Xiang Xueer’s hand and turning to fly away.
The sound of the qin finally quieted down, and the people below in the Arena returned to normal. When everyone opened their eyes to look, Xiang Xueer was already gone from the stage, leaving only Li Yunyang sitting there.
Suddenly, cheers erupted from below. Li Yunyang stood up in confusion; upon realizing Xiang Xueer was no longer on stage, his eyes turned red with anxiety as he turned to chase after them.
Just as he turned around, he was stopped by the clan leader, who raised one hand excitedly and shouted, "Young man, what is your name?"
"Ah?" Li Yunyang scratched his head in bewilderment and replied, "Li, Li Yunyang."
"I hereby announce that the final victor is Li Yunyang! He is my daughter's husband now; they will be married tonight!" As soon as the clan leader finished speaking, Li Yunyang's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
What’s going on? He stood there sweating as he looked at Xiang Xueer, who had long since vanished without a trace. Beside him was an unknown fat man who had originally come to stop this woman from fighting in the Arena; now she had run off and left this mess for him.
"No, no! You misunderstand!" Li Yunyang hurriedly explained while waving his hands. "I—I didn't come here to fight in the Arena; I came to find that person from earlier!"
"What? You didn't come to fight in the Arena? Then why did you come up here?" The clan leader's face immediately darkened upon hearing this. Fighting in the Arena has never been a trivial matter; his expression suggested he wanted to devour Li Yunyang whole.
Frightened, Li Yunyang quickly shut his mouth. Meanwhile, Gunaara's beautiful eyes were fixed far away on the flying Xiang Xueer and seemed completely indifferent to the victorious Li Yunyang.
Li Yunyang intended to explain further, but a crowd surged forward and lifted him into the air, carrying him into a house across the street as if he were a piglet being raised.
"Don't, no, help! Lian Xiong, Ling Zhu, please save me!" Li Yunyang's cries were instantly drowned out by the crowd. Standing by the window, Lian Cheng Xue was already in shock: "What is going on? Wasn't Shirley fighting in the Arena? Why is Li Yunyang being taken away to become a son-in-law?"
Ling Zhu and Duck had their mouths agape in envy and jealousy: "No way, this can’t be happening. A stunning beauty just got carried off like that. This guy's Peach Blossom Luck is way too good!"
Lian Cheng Xue sighed heavily: "Come on, you two, hurry up and save him. Didn't you hear Brother Li calling for help?"
"Really? I didn't hear anything," Duck said as he cupped his ear. "He seems pretty happy to me; he's about to be in the arms of a beauty. Perfect timing since my sister is all mine."
Even so, they couldn't just ignore it. The three of them arrived at the front of the house, where they saw the door wide open and all the Housekeepers bustling about, hanging lanterns and pasting auspicious characters.
"Wow, no way! Are they really preparing for a wedding already? Isn’t that a bit too fast?" Ling Zhu exclaimed in surprise before breaking into a sly smile. "Hey, how about we celebrate with some wedding wine tonight?"
"Hey? Is there meat?" Duck's eyes lit up at the thought. Lian Cheng Xue quickly covered their mouths: "Stop messing around! We need to find Brother Li first."
Meanwhile, Xiang Xueer, taken away by Fat Ancestor, landed nearby in the suburbs. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she hurriedly asked, "By the way, how did the discussion go just now?"
The fat man shook his head: "Fuxi Qin has always been arrogant and refuses to listen to anyone. Even after Azure Wind Sword made it clear, she still wouldn't take responsibility as if nothing in the world concerned her!"
"What? No way!" Although Xiang Xueer didn't know what had been said among those powerful artifacts, given the urgency of the situation with the Demon Lord reborn, it was shocking that she could remain indifferent while being an Ancient Artifact, even more selfish than herself.
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