Following this, the small interlude passed.
Lu Yuan silently repaired his injuries with the power of the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal, so it was not a major problem.
It was just that he was truly somewhat disheveled, and he had lost Face.
His gaze locked onto Jun Xiaoyao.
For some reason, Jun Xiaoyao always gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
One must know, his background was by no means ordinary.
Although his memories were currently blurry and had not yet been restored.
He was definitely one of the great figures of the former Origin Universe.
The Young Master in white before him was actually able to make him this disheveled.
Lu Yuan found it difficult to maintain that transcendent self-confidence; in the depths of his heart, there was only cold killing intent toward Jun Xiaoyao.
This move by Jun Xiaoyao had completely ruined his plans.
Although there was the interlude with Lu Yuan, the atmosphere at the scene still recovered.
If Lu Yuan had truly suppressed Huo Xuan, it would undoubtedly have affected the atmosphere.
But now, the disheveled Lu Yuan had instead become a laughingstock and a source of amusement for everyone.
Like a clown on a stage, he had instead livened up the atmosphere.
A Prodigy spoke up: "Lady Feng, I cannot offer anything too precious for this birthday banquet, but I hope you can accept this five-colored cloud garment."
He clapped his hands, and a servant carried a tray.
Above it, clouds swirled and five colors permeated the air.
It was unexpectedly a magnificent cloud garment, emitting a brilliant luster.
This was not just a piece of clothing; it was also a rare protective treasure garment, worth a fortune.
Although this Prodigy said that the item he gave was not too precious, it was clear he had put thought into it.
It was all to curry favor with Feng Luohan.
"Many thanks, Dao Brother."
A habitual, polite smile appeared on Feng Luohan's Face.
Clearly, this was just her etiquette when dealing with people.
It did not mean she was genuinely happy because of a gift.
"Lady Feng, this is the evergreen grass I picked from the extreme south. I hope you will not despise it."
"This is the Eight-Treasure Glazed Heart..."
The Cultivators from all sides present, especially the male Prodigies who harbored admiration for Feng Luohan, all presented various gifts.
Like male Phoenixes vying to show off their beauty to win the favor of the opposite sex.
At this moment, Huo Xuan also presented his gift.
"Lady Feng, this is the Origin of the Nine-Mystic Gangwind that I personally collected. It is most suitable for the cultivation of your Wind Spirit Saint Body."
As Huo Xuan raised his palm, a mass of cyan Gangwind Origin appeared, from which whistling sounds emerged, and even the Void Realm trembled in its wake.
"Hiss, such a thing as the Nine-Mystic Gangwind can actually be found."
"The Young Master of the Huo clan has truly put in the effort."
Seeing Huo Xuan's birthday gift, many people at the scene also sighed, feeling somewhat inferior.
This Nine-Mystic Gangwind was inherently rare and precious, and difficult to collect, possessing immeasurable value.
Not to mention, it was also highly compatible with Feng Luohan's Wind Spirit Saint Body.
It could be said that Huo Xuan had truly spent the effort and thought to prepare it.
A smile appeared on Feng Luohan's Face.
"Many thanks, Young Master Huo Xuan. This is indeed very precious; it makes me feel unworthy of accepting it."
"Not at all, Lady, please accept it." Huo Xuan smiled slightly.
Feng Luohan also accepted it in return.
In a corner, while Lu Yuan repaired the injuries in his body.
He watched this crowd of gift-givers, a look of contempt flashing in the depths of his eyes.
Only incompetent people would go to curry favor with a woman.
Once his memories and cultivation were restored.
When he displayed a corner of his strength, he believed he had the ability to make Feng Luohan admire him.
On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao, who had glanced at Lu Yuan with his peripheral vision.
A look of contemplation appeared in his eyes.
He felt it was necessary to give Lu Yuan some more pressure and motivation.
After all, a Son of Destiny is like a spring; the more pressure applied, the faster it rebounds.
He would also be able to learn the secrets behind Lu Yuan more quickly.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly said indifferently: "I came here presumptuously today and did not prepare a gift for the Lady. I hope you will not mind."
As soon as he spoke, the entire audience went quiet.
Many people had slightly stunned expressions.
Other men were busy offering gifts to curry favor with Feng Luohan.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, straight out said he had not prepared a gift.
This was too straightforward.
It was practically not giving the girl any Face at all.
Feng Luohan was also stunned.
It was also her first time seeing a man as free-spirited as Jun Xiaoyao.
However, with her cultivation and demeanor, she naturally would not feel any shame or anger.
Especially after Jun Xiaoyao had displayed a corner of his strength.
There was no one at the scene who dared to look down on this Young Master in white who had been calm and leisurely from beginning to end.
Although Jun Xiaoyao did indeed have many things that could be used as gifts.
Treasures and resources were countless.
Even if he took out an ageless flower, it would be enough to count as a grand gift.
But Jun Xiaoyao did not have the habit of giving gifts for nothing.
And right now, he had another method.
"However, if the Lady does not mind, then I shall play a piece on the zither to help liven up the atmosphere."
"What?"
Many people were stunned again upon hearing this.
Although it was already known to everyone that Feng Luohan loved zither music.
But to play the zither in front of Feng Luohan felt somewhat like showing off one's skills before an expert.
Although Feng Luohan was not a Great Grandmaster of the zither, she was at least well-versed in it.
Without a bit of skill, playing the zither in front of Feng Luohan would instead appear somewhat overestimating one's capabilities.
"Master can play the zither?"
Not to mention others, even Princess Huo Linger had a confused look on her pretty Face.
Was her Master really this all-rounded?
"Oh, Young Master Jun is also fond of the zither and the way of music?"
Feng Luohan's beautiful Face instead revealed a look of interest.
"Like you, Lady, it is just a hobby and not worthy of being presented in polite society." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
"I am willing to listen respectfully."
Feng Luohan was elegant and knowledgeable, and loved refined things best.
As for the gifts others gave, no matter how precious they were, Feng Luohan would only thank them politely.
But for Jun Xiaoyao's zither playing, her curiosity was genuinely piqued.
Could this unfathomable Young Master in white also bring surprises in the way of the zither?
Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently.
He casually took out an ancient zither.
The entire ancient zither had a slender shape and was red with gold plating.
The surface had Phoenix and mountain-water patterns with dark gold edges, appearing low-key, luxurious, and meaningful.
The seven strings were the color of red crystal, extremely brilliant and dazzling.
It was precisely the Phoenix Crying on Qishan Zither.
Jun Xiaoyao had not used this zither for a long time.
Now its Rank could no longer keep up with him.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was not using the ancient zither as a weapon to kill enemies, so he naturally did not care about its Rank; as long as it could make a sound, that was enough.
Jun Xiaoyao's fair and slender fingers plucked the seven strings, and the zither sound was leisurely.
In an instant, it was as if the Dao was resounding in harmony, and auspicious signs appeared in the heavens.
In the Void Realm, pieces of light rain fell.
That was the autonomous manifestation of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, as if everything was helping to liven up Jun Xiaoyao's zither music.
Upon hearing this, Feng Luohan's expression changed immediately.
As the saying goes, the layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the technique.
Others might only be amazed that Jun Xiaoyao could actually play the zither.
But Feng Luohan knew that as soon as Jun Xiaoyao made a move, it was extremely extraordinary.
Even a Great Grandmaster of the zither would be no more than this.
"How could this be..."
Feng Luohan was slightly lost in thought.
Jun Xiaoyao was truly excessively young.
At this age, it was one thing that his cultivation was unfathomable.
In the way of the zither, he actually had such profound attainments.
But Feng Luohan did not know that this was just the beginning.
As time passed, Jun Xiaoyao's zither music seemed to pull everyone into the mysterious space of the zither piece.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a picture, a story, unfolding like a scroll, narrating leisurely.
A zither player was playing in the mountains, extremely proud and lonely, solitary and desolate.
No one could appreciate his zither music.
Until one day, a woodcutter passed by and was able to understand and grasp the mystery in his zither music.
The zither player was overjoyed and treated him as a soulmate.
Some days later, the woodcutter departed from the world.
The zither player was grief-stricken, having lost his soulmate, he smashed the zither and broke the strings, never playing for the rest of his life.