79: You want to learn the piano?

Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, "This actually touches upon my blind spot of knowledge!"

"The Yao Race Bloodline regressing to ancestors, the Spiritual Root can actually be upgraded; I wonder if the Human Race can do the same?"

Nangong Yu murmured, a faint, inexplicable thought forming in his heart.

He glanced at the Time-Space Merchant Guild, "I hope after opening another layer or two, you can give me a satisfactory answer!"

Immediately, he exited the Time-Space Merchant Guild.

He took out a longsword carved with exquisite patterns, appearing very elegant.

"Si Chen? It must have been a name Imperial Uncle gave on a whim back then, otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Nangong Yu looked at the si chen sword in his hand and directly chose to bind it with a drop of his blood!

"The void feather is of too high a grade and not suitable for my true identity to use. It seems I will have to use the Si Chen in the future!"

Nangong Yu muttered and casually put away the si chen sword.

At this moment, Qing Ling's voice came from outside the door, "Little Prince, Her Highness the Consort sent this Servant Girl to bring you over for a meal!"

"Alright, I'm coming!"

Nangong Yu agreed, opened the door, walked out, and brought Qing Ling to the living room!

He walked into the door and noticed the corners of Shangguan Yuexi's eyes were slightly red, and he roughly guessed what had happened.

"Mother!"

He quickly stepped forward and threw himself into Shangguan Yuexi's arms, rubbing against her affectionately.

Shangguan Yuexi touched Nangong Yu's head and smiled slightly, "Yuer, stop fussing now. Quickly eat your Body Tempering medicinal meal, and Mother will take you to rest in a while, alright?"

"Okay!"

Nangong Yu nodded, exceptionally well-behaved and obedient.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, early morning.

After Nangong Yu finished his breakfast, or rather, his Body Tempering medicinal meal, he did not disturb Shangguan Yuexi's Cultivation any longer and brought Qing Ling to the courtyard.

Nangong Yu looked at Qing Ling, "Qing Ling, I heard that you are proficient in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"

Qing Ling hurriedly waved her hands, "Little Prince, this Servant Girl is just an ordinary person; I can only say I am slightly proficient in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, surpassing a small portion of ordinary people!"

Nangong Yu shook his head slightly, "No need to be humble, I know what you are capable of!"

As he spoke, Nangong Yu changed the subject, "Qing Ling, I have been learning from you for half a year now, and I have also learned some writing. What do you think of my calligraphy?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Ling pondered for a moment, "Upright and majestic, the brush dances like a dragon; this Servant Girl is not as good!"

Speaking of this, a look of surprise could not help but appear on Qing Ling's face.

She really found it hard to imagine how Nangong Yu had spent half a year learning almost all the common characters of the Human Race and had mastered such beautiful calligraphy!

She witnessed it with her own eyes, and every time she saw it, she was amazed!

Not to mention learning characters, he remembered almost everything after just two viewings. As for writing, it was as if Nangong Yu's calligraphy improved by one point every time he wrote.

Sometimes she also wondered, are all people with Spiritual Roots this smart?

But judging from the surprised expressions of Nangong Ruoxue and the others, it was not difficult to see that perhaps this was not the case!

Seeing her expression, Nangong Yu shook his head helplessly, "Stop talking nonsense, I know my own calligraphy. To surpass you, I still need to practice for at least a year or so!"

Those characters were already deeply ingrained in his mind; he was just going through the motions to cover it up, which made it seem to Qing Ling and the others that he was displaying extremely strong talent.

The same went for writing. Currently, he was only showing half of his level. Although it could not compare to the calligraphy masters among ordinary people, it was still decent, which also made Qing Ling and the others somewhat surprised!

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Qing Ling's face turned slightly red, "Little Prince's calligraphy is already very good; the eldest prince and the others all say they are not as good as you!"

Nangong Yu hurriedly waved his hands, "Alright, don't say such things. You go find Aunt Shen and get a zither. I will write for a while, and you teach me how to play the zither!"

"Little Prince, you want to learn the zither?" Qing Ling's expression was somewhat surprised and also a bit hesitant.

"Is that not allowed?"

Nangong Yu took out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, placed them on the table, and asked casually.

Qing Ling hesitated and said, "Little Prince, you have a Spiritual Root; you could actually learn those Cultivation knowledge!"

"I don't want to learn that for now. Let's talk about it when I want to learn. Mother said as long as I am happy, that is all that matters. Don't overthink it, go ahead!"

As Nangong Yu spoke, he had already started writing.

Seeing this, Qing Ling did not dare to disturb him and turned to find Aunt Shen!

However, she heard Nangong Yu's voice suddenly come from behind, "By the way, Qing Ling, you are my Servant Girl now. Calling me Little Prince doesn't feel right. Call me Young Master!"

Qing Ling paused her steps and then said, "Qing Ling understands, Young Master!"

"Go on!"

"Yes!"

Qing Ling's steps were light, and a smile curled at the corners of her mouth. Young Master, it seemed much closer!

A moment later, Nangong Yu put away the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Qing Ling also carefully collected the characters he had written.

According to her, this was Nangong Yu's calligraphy. As Nangong Yu's Servant Girl, she had to keep it well so she could look at it in the future!

Nangong Yu did not stop her from doing this!

Seeing her put it away, Nangong Yu finally said, "Start teaching me the zither!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

Qing Ling agreed, brought the zither over, placed it on the table, and began to explain the basic knowledge of the zither.

"Young Master, what Qing Ling learned is the Guqin, also known as the seven-stringed zither. The seven strings are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zhi, Yu, Wen, and Wu..."

"..."

In the shadows, Liu Mingyue saw this scene and could not help but shake her head slightly, "His literary talent is quite good, why not hurry and let him learn Cultivation knowledge, so that we can teach him a Cultivation Technique earlier and start using Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi for Body Tempering?"

"Her Highness the Consort said there is no rush; let him play with whatever he wants and learn whatever he wants."

Aunt Shen's response came from the side, her voice faintly revealing a trace of doting.

Hearing this, Liu Mingyue frowned slightly, "Compared to other children, he started gentle Body Tempering with medicinal meals at half a year old and is already at the Early Stage of Body Tempering. If he persists in Body Tempering with medicinal meals, he will definitely reach the Peak of the Body Tempering Realm before he is three. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to learn Cultivation knowledge then?"

However, Aunt Shen smiled slightly, "No fear; it's just learning one Cultivation Technique. By then, we will teach him to Cultivate successfully and help him Breakthrough to the Spirit Absorption Realm."

"After that, he can learn slowly and Cultivate slowly. He doesn't need to race against time, nor does he need to fight for resources. He still has plenty of time!"

Hearing this, Liu Mingyue was slightly taken aback, and she understood what Shangguan Yuexi and Aunt Shen meant.

Since Nangong Yu's upper limit was already destined, and he had the Prince of Zhenbeis Residence to help him Cultivate, why force him to struggle? It is better to let him Cultivate happily and live happily.

Thinking of this, Liu Mingyue could not help but shake her head slightly and smile helplessly, "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, so I won't worry about it!"

"You keep an eye on him; I am going to Cultivate!"

"Very well!"

Aunt Shen agreed, and she saw Liu Mingyue turn and leave.

Aunt Shen looked at Nangong Yu, who was listening intently to Qing Ling's explanation not far away, and could not help but smile slightly.

"No rush! Her Highness the Consort and I will accompany you!"