Fang Huatong gazed at Wen Qingye's star-bright eyes and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Is he just arrogant and conceited? Or does he actually have some skill?"
The Great Elder of the Jade Maiden Sect chuckled. "How could that be? For Wen Qingye to surpass Yanm Fang in musical ability... I think that's impossible. You know how difficult it is to play 'The Moon.' A piece like that clears the mind, invigorates the spirit, and solidifies one's cultivation. If you had to grade it, it would be considered an Emperor-grade High-level composition. Besides, I've watched her carefully. Yanm Fang's Zither Dao has reached at least the second level of the Earthly Realm."
Wen Qingye looked at the Phoenix Tail Zither before him, and an image, hazy and ethereal, subconsciously surfaced in his mind.
