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The two ate and drank to their heart's content. Mo Chen didn't even look at the bulging belly.

"Brother Jiang Chuan, I will bring you to another place, you definitely have never been there before." Mo Chen said mysteriously.

"Oh? "Where?" Jiang Chuan was also a bit curious.

"That place is called Misty Rain Tower."

Jiang Chuan frowned, "Misty Rain Tower?"

"Hehe, Brother Jiang Chuan, you're overthinking it. The Misty Rain Tower is not a place with fireworks." Mo Chen laughed. He had obviously guessed that Jiang Chuan treated the Misty Rain Tower as a place for men to have fun.

"Then tell me, what's so different about this Misty Rain Tower?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"This Misty Rain Tower is a sacred land in the mortal world, and the women there are all skilled in the art of music and calligraphy. However, these women only sell their skills, so Brother Jiang Chuan doesn't need to worry," Mo Chen explained.

"Alright, let's go take a look." Jiang Chuan said.

Mo Chen smiled and clapped his hands, "Let's go!"

The two walked along the busy city and arrived at a river. The Misty Rain Tower was situated on the river bank.

Mo Chen pointed at the river in front of him and proudly said, "This is the Misty Sect's protection of the mountains and rivers, the water from the river will never dry up in a thousand years."

This protective mountain and river not only protected the Misty Mountain, but also made it convenient for the ordinary people under the Misty Mountain!

The Misty Rain Tower was more than twenty battles high, and it was situated on the riverbank. Half of the tower was in the river, and the other half was suspended in the air. There were also many men and women coming and going from the Misty Rain Tower.

When Jiang Chuan saw the girls, he finally believed that this was not the place of fireworks.

Beneath the Misty Rain Tower, a multicolored flower boat slowly sailed out. On the flower boat, there was a veil covering it, allowing the silhouette of a woman who was playing the zither to be faintly discernible.

"Hehe, Brother Jiang Chuan, this is our fortune. We just happened to meet this Zither Immortal on an outing." Mo Chen saw the painting boat and was extremely excited.

"Zither Immortal?" Jiang Chuan was puzzled.

"Yeah! Look, the woman in the boat is called Liu Ruyan, and she's become a zither immortal because these people from all directions said that she can play the zither in one hand. It's as if that fairy truly descended!" Mo Chen said.

"Is it that mystical?" Jiang Chuan frowned as he spoke, beginning to get curious.

Once the boat was drawn, there were more and more people on both sides of the river. There were ordinary citizens, young scholars, cultivators with a bit of cultivation base, and even disciples of the Misty Sect. Almost all of the people in the busy city were coming to the river bank to catch a glimpse of that Zither Immortal!

On both sides of the river, the place was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Never mind, Brother Mo Chen, this place is too noisy. Let's go back," Jiang Chuan said.

"Brother Jiang Chuan, you won't say such things in a while." Mo Chen said with a smile.

Jiang Chuan shook his head. Just who was this Zither Immortal? Even cultivators could not resist her temptation?

The multicolored boat slowly moved on the surface of the river, the people on the riverbank all pointed at the boat as they spoke.

When the boat reached the center of the river, an ethereal zither sound came from the boat.

The moment the zither music rang out, the noisy crowd immediately quietened down. One by one, they closed their eyes and shook their heads in accordance with the rhythm of the zither music.

The sound of the zither was low and melodious, as if there was a faint sense of grief coming from it.

Mo Chen closed his eyes and listened to the mournful music, as if he was infected by it.

Jiang Chuan did not understand Yin Pu, nor did he know what was actually contained within the zither music. He was even more unable to appreciate it, but when he saw the crowd that was immersed in it, he was greatly puzzled.

"What a wonderful sound!" Mo Chen sighed as he listened.

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes. He didn't seem to sense anything amiss or amiss from the start. He only felt that apart from the high and low, there was no other difference in the sound of the zither.

Jiang Chuan laughed at himself and did not disturb Mo Chen's attention.

"It's here!" "The most moving one is here!" Mo Chen's eyes were closed, as though he was anticipating something.

When it reached the peak, it suddenly turned around. The zither music seemed to have a sadness to it, and after a while, the zither music changed again. It was like a magnificent army of thousands of men charging into the battlefield, causing one's blood to boil, the zither music echoed in the air, and the people on the river sometimes laughed and sometimes cried! Even those cultivators were no exception!

"I loathe the red dust, loathe the red dust, and sigh at the rising and falling of the heavens." Mo Chen shook his head, and started to sway to and fro with the zither music.

Once the song was over, the crowd by the river bank seemed to want to continue.

A lady walked out from the painting boat. She looked like a follower.

"My young lady is not feeling well today, so we'll stop here." After the woman finished speaking, she lifted the bead curtain and entered the boat.

The crowd on both sides of the river began to disperse.

On the boat, the woman came back. Her body was very light. She pointed at the river a few times with her toes and then flew toward the shore.

Mo Chen and Jiang Chuan were heading this way.

"Hmm? "Could it be that Miss Liu has something to pass on to me?" Mo Chen narcissistically said as he straightened his clothes.

The woman landed in front of the two of them and bowed as she said, "Young Master, our family's young lady invites you to a ship."

Mo Chen took a step forward and said with a smile, "Then, this beauty, please lead the way."

"Young master, I'm sorry, the lady my family's young lady invited is this person." The woman bowed slightly as she spoke to Jiang Chuan.

Mo Chen's eyes were wide open as he stared at Jiang Chuan.

"Brother Jiang Chuan, this is your mistake! "You know this Miss Liu Ruyan, why didn't you tell me!" Mo Chen's tone was laced with reproach.

Jiang Chuan helplessly spread his hands, "This is my first time here, how would I know you?"

Mo Chen scratched his head. "You really don't know him?"

"I really don't know him!" Jiang Chuan shook his head.

"You're boring, why are you taking all the good things?" Mo Chen said dejectedly.

"Brother Mo Chen, please wait here for a moment. I will be right back." Jiang Chuan nodded at the woman after he finished speaking.

The woman stood up and crossed the river. Jiang Chuan followed closely behind and arrived on the boat.

The woman lifted up the bead curtain and gestured Jiang Chuan to welcome her. Jiang Chuan thanked her and entered the boat.

A faint fragrance permeated the air, permeating the painting boat. It was an aroma that did not enter the mundane world, nor did it descend into the mundane world.

"Young master, please forgive us for disturbing you." When the woman behind the zither saw Jiang Chuan enter, she stood up and bowed slightly towards him.

Jiang Chuan looked over and saw that the woman's face was like a peach flower, her eyebrows were like willow trees, her eyes were like autumn waves, and her nose was exquisite and small, as if she was carved with great effort.

Jiang Chuan's expression changed slightly. His eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he entered a meditative state. He was slightly shocked in his heart. Just from a glance at this woman, he suddenly felt an impulse!