The Changle Pavilion did not charge him any fees.

On one hand, the Hug Carp itself has no price, as the Changle Pavilion has always advocated that whoever can play it can take it away.

On the other hand, Fan Wubing is a Purple Dragon Guest holding the Purple Dragon Order, and even if the Hug Carp had a price, Dou Jianbai would request not to charge him.

When he left the Changle Pavilion, it was already night.

It happened to be Hongyu's day off.

Fan Wubing then joyfully went to her house and learned many songs.

If Hongyu initially had any improper thoughts about Fan Wubing, those thoughts disappeared after seeing him repair the Hug Carp's frame and after hearing him say, "A thousand sails pass by the side of a sunken ship; before the sickly tree, ten thousand trees flourish." She feared that her stray thoughts would taint the beauty of the music.

For her, teaching Fan Wubing songs was not just a matter of output, but also a rare gain.

Because Fan Wubing always improved the songs she taught him and perfectly interpreted the true meanings within the music. Each time she experienced the true meaning within the music, she felt she got closer to the path of music mastery.

In deeper understanding, she realized that, as Dou Jianbai said, Fan Wubing was not just exceptionally gifted in music, but he had a very profound understanding of the Dao.

This understanding was not something a person at the Peak of Nascent Soul could exhibit.

Either he was not Nascent Soul level, or... he was one of those legendary "favored by the Dao from birth."

To Hongyu, which was the case did not matter; she just knew she could fully enjoy the true meaning of the music, basking in her youthful vigor.

After all this, Fan Wubing also gained a lot.

He learned many famous pieces and interpreted various true meanings in the music. Each time he interpreted these true meanings, he could forget himself and enter that pure realm of Dao… he was no longer just a part of the multitude but a creator of the Dao for the multitude.

This brought him obvious improvements.

His understanding of the Dao deepened more and more... and this was not the existing Five Elements Earth Phenomenon Dao or Path of All Things Decay, but... a Dao that belonged to him. Although this understanding came from the "Sound of Rain Dragon and Heavenly River" in his mind, it was not the Dao transmission of the "Sound of Rain Dragon and Heavenly River."

To him, "Sound of Rain Dragon and Heavenly River" was more like an aide, a narration helping him to comprehend the Dao.

What he was understanding was his own Dao.

This firmed his resolve on what state he should step into the Fetal Movement Realm and embark on a new Immortal Path.

He aimed to step into the Fetal Movement Realm in a state where "My heart knows no distractions; my heart is clear. My Dao knows no bounds; my Dao is all mine."

He needs to cultivate his own Dao to face the vast world with a more composed heart.

Hongyu was still immersed in the captivating true meaning of the "Returning Heart at Midnight" she had just heard.

When she awoke, Fan Wubing had already left, only leaving a sentence written in the air,

"Sister Hongyu, it's getting late. I won't disturb you; rest well."

Hongyu was dazed, and after the young man left, the thoughts she thought had settled rose again in her heart.

She murmured softly, "What kind of astonishing person would match such a young man?"

...

In Buxu City, two main roads running east to west and north to south converge in the center of the city to form a huge square.

The square is named "Zhenyue."

At night, Zhenyue Square is brightly lit, as bright as day. It is never short of pedestrians and spectators; not even in the early hours is it any less lively than the first half of the night.

Buxu City is truly a Nocturnal City; at any time, the streets are bustling with people, constantly showcasing the prosperity and liveliness of a grand city in a vast empire.

The snow falls heavily, but it does not silence the city's noise; instead, it adds some unique northern scenery.

Various shapes and colors of lanterns are placed on the streets, hung in the air, or carried in hand, reflecting one another, illuminating the peace and happiness of the Great Li prosperous age. Cultivators and mortals coexist harmoniously in such a city, jointly creating a lively and extraordinary feast.

No one doubts that such prosperity and liveliness will continue perpetually, just as no one doubts that the majestic Li Palace in Celestial Balance Upper City will forever stand on this land.

High buildings and bright lights shine day and night.

At the southeast corner of Zhenyue Square, Lv Liang, with disheveled hair yet not looking untidy, and wearing thin clothes but giving a gentle impression, stands up straight and steps rhythmically on the moonlight-white stone slabs of the square.

He is very handsome, even to the point of being beautiful. He attracts people's attention, especially the young maidens.

The customs in Great Li are open and never suppress women's right to express their aesthetic appreciation.

So, some bold young maidens approach him, wanting to get to know this beautiful person, chat, or go further and have some fun.

Lv Liang always smiles and refuses, even to those who are persistent and unrelenting, he refuses with patience and gentleness.

Because of this, the maidens only watch from a distance.

Such a beautiful person, even just looking at him is delightful.

Lv Liang rhythmically steps on the square's stone tiles, occasionally stopping for a moment, then changing direction.

If you get close, you can hear him quietly muttering some numbers,

"Seventeen, thirty-two, sixteen, nine, one, forty-three, eighty-eight..."

The numbers he mutters have no pattern, as if they are said offhandedly.

Upon reaching a certain point, he stops, his brow furrowing. He stands still for a long time, almost motionless, as snow accumulates on his shoulders into small piles. At this moment, a maiden having a liking for him can't bear to see this and steps forward to brush the snow off his shoulders.

Suddenly, he shudders, then burst into anger, saying, "What are you doing!"

The maiden is startled and says, "There's snow piling on your shoulder."

Lv Liang's handsome face almost contorts, "Why are you meddling with me! You've ruined it; you've ruined it all!"

The ferocity in his eyes is overwhelming, frightening the girl to tears.

Onlookers start to point and criticize him.

Lv Liang takes a deep breath, his neck tensely stretched. He takes some chopsticks out of his sleeve and breaks them one by one.

With each chopstick he breaks, his emotions settle a bit.

Only after breaking all thirty chopsticks does he smile.

He steps forward to reassure the girl, "Sorry, I just thought of something sad and caused you grief."

A good-looking face, a pleasant voice, with such a gentle tone, naturally makes the girl forgive him.

Feeling that an apology is not enough to make up for the offense, Lv Liang invites the girl to join him for a midnight snack.

The girl happily agrees, her earlier grievances turning into fortune.

This stirs envy among the other girls.

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