Cultivation Online

"Miss Meifeng… Have you ever felt desperation?" Yuan suddenly asked her after getting off the bed.

"Desperation?" Meifeng raised her eyebrows, wondering to herself why he would ask such a question.

"The feeling of being helpless— a sense of weakness and hopelessness." Yuan stood there with a profound aura around him that felt a little different than usual.

"I can't really say that I have…" Meifeng shook her head.

"However, the closest I have felt to desperation was when my husband died, I guess."

"Your husband?"

Now that he thought about it, Yuan has never seen Meixiu's father before.

"He died in an accident before I could even give birth to Meixiu," she said with a bittersweet smile on her face.

"I'm sorry for asking…"

"There's no need for you to be sorry. It happened really long ago." Meifeng said with a smile.

"Anyways, why the sudden question, Young Master? Does it have something to do with your nightmare?"

"I guess…" He nodded.

Sometime later, they sat around the living room and began eating breakfast.

"Wang Xiuying said that she's currently on the way here with the piano," said Meixiu after they sat down.

"This early in the morning?" Yuan chuckled.

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wants to listen to your music

Not counting Cultivation Online, of course. I probably won't even be able to

touched any instruments in

hope so," he

the dishes and Yuan practiced his movement technique,

I put this?" Wang Xiuying

in the living room. You can put

"Okay!"

then placed the piano at

Wang Xiuying immediately urged

promise…" Yuan said as he took

you sure you want to give this piano away? It's quite rare and expensive." Meifeng

on cultivation, I don't have any time to play it. Instead of letting

the piano, Yuan swiped his fingers across the keyboard, filling the

long has it been since I last felt it?' Yuan

without using divine sense, Yuan began playing the piano

the three ladies heard this heavenly

he was currently playing it as though he never

stared at Yuan's figure that was moving elegantly behind the piano, recalling the

Meifeng, they

it again, and it's not being played on a device.' Meifeng recalled Yuan's elegance and grace on the stage as he captivates

the final note to the song, Yuan asked them, "What do you think? I think I could've played that a

better?" They all looked at

a few delays between notes, but it's almost unrecognizable, and the delay is so minuscule that one wouldn't normally be able to tell the

am just used to playing it to

it somehow sounded even better than the last, something Wang Xiuying didn't think was possible until it

Yuan continued to play a few more songs, getting better with each song until he

Ding.

song, Meixiu suddenly received a notification on her