EPIC OF CATERPILLAR

C7: dark empress......?

Ye Futian was living in the guest room at Hua Fengliu's house. His days consisted of playing the guqin, practicing his inscribing, and enjoying the company of a beautiful girl. With this comfortable life, time flew and the new year was fast approaching.

One day, a giant monster flew into Guqingzhou Academy, a huge black condor. Even though the guards of the academy had tried to stop her, she flapped her wings so vigorously that the wind prevented anyone from approaching her.

There were several people mounted on the condor. The leaders of this group were an old man and a young man.

"That way." The older man pointed toward the academy. The huge black condor flew as directed, and on the way, the Director of the Hall of Earth Element, Shi Zhong, showed up, trying to stop this monster. "Stop, right now!"

However, the condor just ignored the warning, and so did the people on top of her. The wind from her wings was so intense that the fierce power knocked Shi Zhong yards away in a second. The people on her back didn't seem to be affected by his interruption.

The condor was heading to Hua Fengliu's house. The gentleman in white came out of his house and walked to the black condor without making much noise.

"Hua Fengliu," the old man started speaking with a sneer. "It's been three years since our deal. Where is Ms. Hua Jieyu?"

"It has not been three years yet. You promised me that you would not interfere with her," Hua Fengliu responded coldly.

"The new year is coming in a few days, so it has, in fact, practically been three years. She's too talented to waste so much time with you. This is just enough for our deal," The old man said.

"Time is time, I insist it has not been three years yet." Hua Fengliu did not give in.

"Mr. Hua, the Guqin Devil, I am Zhou Mu" the young man who bowed slightly to Hua Fengliu and greeted him. It was just general courtesy. In reality, the smile on his face showed that he was too young to be genuinely humble and had a faint sense of disdain.

Hua Fengliu glanced at him and asked, "Who are you?"

"My master, the Art Saint, has been feeling somewhat guilty over the years since he destroyed your natal spirit. He sent me here to see if you were doing well," Zhou Mu smiled as he spoke. Hua Fengliu's eyes soon turned sharply to this young man, but he was not going to attribute this humiliation to Zhou Mu. He turned to the older man and asked, "Why did you bring his disciple to my home?"

"I did not bring him here. The Art Saint actually sent him. Zhou Mu, sixteen years old, a Glory Plane invoker," the old man told Hua Fengliu.

Suddenly, Hua Fengliu understood what the Art Saint was trying to do. He started laughing so hard that his hair flew around him, then he said, "He lost to me in the past, and he wants his disciple to win in the present? Is that correct?"

"My master destroyed your natal spirit and banned you from entering the City of Donghai forever. How did he lose?" Zhou Mu rejected.

"A win or loss is not judged by you, young man Hua Fengliu said with a smile. "Just go back, I do not have time for this."

"Then I will come back for Hua Jieyu after the new year. If you try to stop me at that time, my family will not make it easy for you," the old man sneered, and suddenly the black condor swayed upwards and flew away. Hua Fengliu looked at the shrinking image of that black spot and laughed, "You already lost in the past, and now you're putting your hope onto your disciple? That's not going to work,"

...

In the guest room, Ye Futian had finished a song. He opened his eyes, but the feelings from that song were not gone. Mr. Hua had not taught him any songs other than the Purification of the Night Moon. Ye Futian's activities these days were just cultivation and music practice. In fact, his Plane of Martial Arts had reached Metamorph, the eighth plane. His Plane of Sorcery had broken through two planes directly, and now he was in the ninth Plane of Awakening, the Unmaker. Ye Futian understood that the Purification of the Night Moon played an essential role in this fast improvement.