Chương 887: Envoy from the Black Lotus Domain

Lu Zhou sighed before he asked, "Is the song very difficult to master?"

"This song is even more difficult than what I've learned before," Conch replied timidly.

"Play it." Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he walked toward the semicircular pool and looked up at the sky.

"Understood," Conch replied softly before she sat down in front of the Nine String Zither. She raised her jade-like hands slightly; her movements gentle and elegant.

Lu Zhou was still unused to the Conch who had grown up overnight. Perhaps, the current Conch had many thoughts and ideas of her own. He felt like parents who suddenly realized their child had grown up and had many rebellious thoughts.

The sound of the zither rippled out like a tide and permeated the area around the semicircular pool.

A hint of reverence could be seen on the faces of the Sky Martial Court female disciples as they listened to the tune quietly.