Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts-Chapter 5937 Liao Yuhuang’s Intention

“I was merely running a little test. In my heart, you are like a deity. Your comprehension of the Heavenly Daos is far beyond mine, yet you refuse to give me any pointers. Prince Chunyang is the unmatched genius of the Music Dao in the past and present. I wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly when two peerless musical geniuses meet.”

Long Chen shook his head. “Then, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.”

“Oh? Why’s that?” asked Liao Yuhuang, caught off guard.

“I, Long Chen, have always liked women. I can’t possibly have sparks with a man,” he replied solemnly.

Liao Yuhuang burst into laughter but quickly restrained herself upon remembering the sanctity of the ceremony. Realizing she had messed up, she quickly stifled her smile and shot Long Chen a small glare.

That glare stunned Long Chen. At that moment, Liao Yuhuang truly resembled a celestial fairy who had descended into the mortal world.

The ceremony continued as more disciples of the Zither Sect joined in. What started with a few dozen participants soon swelled to hundreds, then thousands. All of them were solemn and serious, showing their respect for the Orchid Mound Divine Sovereign.

However, amongst this crowd, Long Chen sensed a familiar aura. It instantly reminded him of one person—Qin Keqing.

“Are you trying to resolve our enmities?” Long Chen asked.

Liao Yuhuang’s expression became serious.

Looking at Long Chen, she said, “You are someone I greatly respect, and I don’t wish you to remain at odds with the Zither Sect. What happened with Qin Keqing was her fault alone, not yours. But... she was of the Zither Sect’s main bloodline. No matter the reason, you indeed killed her. The Zither sect wants to see some kind of compensation.”

Liao Yuhuang took a breath, then continued, “Prince Chunyang is the future master of the Zither Sect. He is the strongest expert of the younger generation. If you and he could form a good relationship, your enmity with the Zither Sect would be resolved. Then we could all be friends.”

The truth was, Qin Keqing’s death had thrown the Zither Sect into a fury. Even Liao Yuhuang had been implicated.

However, Liao Yuhuang liked a simple life. When the sect stripped her of her titles and responsibilities, she didn’t resist. Instead, she embraced the freedom, roaming the world and pursuing the Heavenly Daos.

Still, running away wasn’t a solution. The moment she saw Long Chen again, she felt with certainty that he would surpass all others, rising higher than even the heavens themselves.

His insights into the Heavenly Daos, especially the Music Dao, had always amazed her. Every exchange with him deepened her own understanding. To her, Long Chen wasn’t just a peer—he was a treasured friend.

She didn’t want to see him clash with the Zither Sect. Meeting him on the battlefield was the last thing she wished for—and also what she feared the most.

“Thank you... for your beautiful intentions,” replied Long Chen.

Long Chen’s heart warmed. Although they had only met a few times, Liao Yuhuang had always treated him like a close friend. Her concern touched him deeply.

But inwardly, he sighed. Whether he was friend or foe to the Zither Sect was not up to Liao Yuhuang—or even himself.

Liao Yuhuang reminded Long Chen of Feng Fei, who had also tried her best to prevent the Jiang clan from becoming his enemy. Thanks to her, there hadn’t been any direct conflict. But her influence was limited. She couldn’t change the Jiang clan’s destiny on her own.

Just like Feng Fei, Liao Yuhuang—despite her talent—did not wield enough authority within the Zither Sect to determine its stance. Even a sacred sect like the Zither Sect harbored ruthless individuals like Qin Keqing.

The Zither Sect, too, was entangled in worldly power struggles and was no different from an ordinary sect in that regard.

Still, Long Chen couldn’t ignore her sincerity. In her eyes, Long Chen could not possibly compete with the Zither Sect with its unimaginably deep foundation.

Although Long Chen was a dean of the High Firmament Academy, the High Firmament Academy had already declined; its inheritance had fractured.

In contrast, the Zither Sect’s inheritance had endured through the ages. As Liao Yuhuang was aware of just how terrifying the Zither Sect’s foundation was, she didn’t want Long Chen to die at her people’s hands.

She knew her own power was limited. However, there was one person whose voice could influence the entire sect—Li Chunyang.

From the moment of his awakening, Li Chunyang was marked as the future sect master. Even the current leaders of the Zither Sect treated him with respect. After all, his words would shape the sect’s path forward.

So, Liao Yuhuang had come not only to learn from this legendary figure but also to connect him with Long Chen. Still, she was nervous. With her current strength, she wasn’t even sure she was qualified to approach Li Chunyang.

Even if she managed to speak with him, could she really persuade him to forgive Long Chen? She had no confidence.

But fate had brought Long Chen here unexpectedly, and that gave her hope—especially when she saw Li Chunyang immediately take notice of him.

Just then, the sound of a zither rang out over the plaza.

In an instant, Liao Yuhuang solemnly closed her eyes and focused on listening.

Long Chen, too, felt a surge of spiritual energy sweep over him. At that moment, it was as if he were pulled through time and space—drawn into a completely different world.