[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-100":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340907,4576,"Chapter 100: A Single Melody of Guangling San, the Dao Manifested, Shocking All Present—Tianqin Nü","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-100",100,"\u003Cp>Seeing that even Feng Qingling of Wanhuang Lingshan could not surpass Tianqin Nü in qin art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crown prince and others’ admiration deepened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, Tianqin Nü has received the full transmission of the Immortal Dance Qin Sect’s sect leader; in qin art, no one may truly surpass you,” said the young master of Wanbao Merchant Association, flattery dripping from his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not entirely true—my master once said that in qin art, there is one person she is far from matching,” Tianqin Nü suddenly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Who might that be?” asked the crown prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present was deeply curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of strength, that Immortal Dance Qin Sect’s sect leader may not even rank among the top in the Huangtian Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in qin art, that sect leader is worthy of the title of number one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianqin Nü shook her head slightly: “My master said little, only that the person seems to have some connection to the Jun family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, many around them were greatly astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ancient Jun family?” The crown prince’s eyes flashed with sudden interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was one name mentioned most often in the imperial capital lately, it was Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun family…” Feng Qingling’s eyes revealed a faint thread of coldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no fondness for the Jun family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao, however, felt a touch of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it really be that coincidental?” Jun Xiaoyao thought of his mysterious guardian, who had never revealed himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That guardian’s qin art was so powerful he could casually obliterate saints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao suspected that the legendary qin master whom even the Immortal Dance Qin Sect’s leader praised—was none other than his own guardian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the old woman who guarded Tianqin Nü spoke: “Who else wishes to challenge my lady?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire top floor of Xianqiong Tower fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Feng Qingling of Wanhuang Lingshan had been defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would dare to step forward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young master, it seems this qin contest is over,” said Qin Xuan beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jun Xiaoyao stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young master?” Qin Xuan looked puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I humbly request to challenge Tianqin Nü—may I?” Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianqin Nü’s beautiful eyes flickered with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been quietly observing Jun Xiaoyao, for his aura was utterly transcendent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course you may—I didn’t expect you to also be skilled in qin art,” Tianqin Nü said warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sort of—I’ve only been playing for a few months,” Jun Xiaoyao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he signed in and obtained Fengming Qishan, to now, it had indeed been only a few months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as soon as he spoke, the entire Xianqiong Tower fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many wore expressions of utter disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this man mocking Tianqin Nü?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s only been learning qin for a few months—and now he dares challenge Tianqin Nü, the number one qin master of the Huangtian Immortal Realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone assumed this mysterious young master had come here to make a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Tianqin Nü, whose temperament was as icy as frost, was momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it been anyone else, Tianqin Nü would not have deigned to compete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jun Xiaoyao’s aura was too unique—like a celestial immortal descended—unbearable to refuse, irresistible to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very well, then, young master, please proceed,” Tianqin Nü said, her gaze deep and profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged upon the high platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling’s eyes revealed a hint of cold mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even she could not surpass Tianqin Nü—how could someone who had only studied qin for a few months possibly compete?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant, Feng Qingling’s pupils froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes contracted sharply; her breath seemed to halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Jun Xiaoyao had pulled out an ancient qin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson-gilded, exquisitely beautiful, radiating an arcane and formidable aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the ancient qin, Fengming Qishan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I see that right? Is that an ancient holy weapon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It truly is an ancient holy weapon—just who is this young master, that he casually produces such a relic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If before, everyone had regarded Jun Xiaoyao with some disdain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they were utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, not everyone could produce an ancient holy weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This young master is surely an heir of some immortal sect!” someone thought inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crown prince also looked astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murmurs rose throughout the Xianqiong Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling stared at Fengming Qishan, her eyes blazing with unprecedented fervor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That qin suited her perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she possessed it earlier, perhaps she would not have lost to Tianqin Nü.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greed surged in Feng Qingling’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a descendant of the Ancient Imperial Clan, arrogance was woven into their very blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Tianqin Nü’s heart trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grew even more certain that this immortal-like young master came from an extraordinarily powerful lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Tianqin Nü steadied her composure and began to play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, her signature piece: the “Robe of Clouds and Feathers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s slender fingers plucked the strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Guangling San”—one of the Ten Famous Melodies!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the melody began, heavenly auspices appeared; blossoms of the Dao bloomed in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petals of light rained down from the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the tangible manifestation of the Dao—making everyone present feel as if they had undergone a transcendence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was enveloped in divine radiance, his aura profoundly sacred, brimming with celestial qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all were lost in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao had infused the Dao itself into his music—a true comprehension and evolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even surpassed the melody itself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling drew a deep breath, her crimson eyes filled with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had just claimed that if she could not defeat Tianqin Nü, no one in the entire Immortal Realm could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, hearing this melody, even she was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This piece—Tianqin Nü’s “Robe of Clouds and Feathers”—could not compare at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianqin Nü ceased playing, her beautiful eyes fixed in daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could not continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For what she played was merely form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jun Xiaoyao played the spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If qin art had a spirit, then it must resemble Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I lost,” Tianqin Nü murmured, a feeling she had never known rising in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the melody ended, Jun Xiaoyao felt refreshed and invigorated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around; everyone remained entranced by the lingering echoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after a long while did these prodigies return to themselves, their pupils trembling with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianqin Nü bows humbly before you,” Tianqin Nü rose and bowed gracefully toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady…” the old woman from the Immortal Dance Qin Sect was also greatly startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their lady was always as cold as ice, aloof and pure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never bowed to any man, nor even looked at them directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the crown prince’s face turned green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young master of Wanbao Merchant Association looked equally displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had seen many things—he knew one must never provoke someone like Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One misstep could bring catastrophic disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since the young master has won, these three hundred immortal sources belong to you,” Tianqin Nü said generously, without hesitation, handing over the three hundred immortal sources to Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the crown prince and others felt as if they had swallowed flies, their faces turning purple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like using their own money to fund their rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianqin Nü’s eyes shimmered with unusual light as she looked at Jun Xiaoyao; after a brief hesitation, she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Lady of Heaven's Harp has an awkward request: she hopes to play the harp and converse with you all night long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mysterious young master before her possessed an extraordinary aura, a brilliance unmatched, and could produce an ancient sage weapon as if it were nothing—clearly his background was equally impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to that, his mastery of the harp was so transcendent that even she had to yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Lady of Heaven's Harp, an icy beauty, could not help but feel herself melting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water flowed with a gentle splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the Third Prince and others felt their chests tighten, their faces flushing between pale and green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Play all night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or is it to talk of love all night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Third Prince felt his head turn green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s lips curled into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things had unfolded exactly as he had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan might proceed smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to speak,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a woman’s voice interrupted them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am very interested in your ancient harp...\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1393,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","75c35c2cce9fd2c51d5c6e3218db370551eefe6e7847931a4af36ef0efe2bb5d","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-101","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-99",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]