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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to listen to your

since I last touched an instrument… Not counting Cultivation Online, of

touched any instruments in years, you'll quickly familiarize yourself with them

hope so,"

practiced his movement technique, Wang Xiuying arrived at

I put this?" Wang

have made some space in the living room. You can put it there." Meifeng said

"Okay!"

then placed the piano at the corner of

immediately

as he took a seat in

quite rare and expensive." Meifeng recognized the piano's value at glance, and she asked Wang

my piano. Furthermore, now that I am focused on cultivation, I don't have any time

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

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

using divine sense, Yuan began

the three ladies heard this heavenly music, their

been years since Yuan last played the piano, he was currently playing it as though he never

Xiuying's face as she stared at Yuan's figure that was moving elegantly behind the piano, recalling the first time she first

Meifeng, they could only silently admire Yuan's

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

the song, Yuan asked them, "What do

better?" They all looked at him

but it's almost unrecognizable, and the delay is so minuscule that one wouldn't normally be able to tell the difference if they're

am just used to playing it

somehow sounded even better than the last, something Wang Xiuying

few more songs, getting better with each

Ding.

9th song, Meixiu suddenly received a notification on her