Chapter 670: Snatching Love with a Sword?

"Feng Dao Friend, aren't you the one who wanted to discuss the ambush that just occurred outside Liangshui Town? And now you tell me this, claiming that I, your disciple, am a natural Musician Path seed?"

At this point, Xuanqing Daozhang paused, his gaze toward Feng Yanrong growing colder, and in an unfriendly tone said: "So, Feng Dao Friend, you intend to seize love with a sword?"

Earlier.

Wang Ping'an seized Feng Yanrong's Jade Flute and, in front of everyone, performed a mournful piece he had adapted, clearly pilfered from Le Wenmao's funeral troupe.

At that time.

Wang Ping'an's display truly shocked him deep inside, for the funeral troupe at Le Wenmao's burial employed many instruments for Sad Music, yet none was a Jade Flute.

Yet this child, Wang Ping'an, could, with the Jade Flute, render the pilfered Sad Music, even though he was only a few months old and not yet mature.

This shows how terrifying this child is!

Had he not vaguely suspected, this child could be the legendary Innate Dao Body—renowned as the foremost holy body in the world; only in times before any Innate Dao Body emerged could other holy bodies contend for the title of first, and its ranking as first is unchallenged, unlike the debated second place of other holy bodies.

Moreover, human history spans countless years, chronicling innumerable marvels, some who can utter human speech at birth—or even more outlandish feats—occurring regularly.

The myriad wonders Wang Ping'an presently exhibits, when compared with the prodigies who left heavy marks in the annals, amount to little; he is surprised yet not astonished.

Furthermore.

When Wang Ping'an first manifested his wonders, he had covertly examined him, confirming that Wang Ping'an was a legitimate reincarnation via the cycle, not a corpse‑possessing monster; any reincarnation, even a celestial, erases past traces.

Past life and present life differ greatly.

Supposedly.

Many rumored celestial reincarnations, upon attaining a certain realm, gradually awaken memories of their former life, yet instead of being overtaken, they gradually devour those memories.

Simply put, memories of a past life are an inexhaustible treasure to be mined, but they never replace the self of this life.

Whether Wang Ping'an's past life was a Great Benevolent Person reincarnation or a celestial reincarnation, he does not care; he only knows that this life's Wang Ping'an will always be Wang Ping'an, and whether or not past‑life memories awaken, nothing will change. This is the benefit of his proper reincarnation through the Yincao Difu, preventing any possession by past‑life memories.

Hence.

The various wonders Wang Ping'an currently displays may have some slight link to his past life, but the connection is minor; chiefly, his present life is extraordinary, at most receiving a modest boost from his former life.

Like a blazing fire, added with a few more logs!

He does not understand why Wang Ping'an seized the Jade Flute tucked at Feng Yanrong's waist; perhaps it was instinct. Relying on instinct, he pilfered the troupe's Sad Music, seeking an instrument to perform it. Given Wang Ping'an's wonders, he clearly possesses sharp insight, likewise instinctively recognizing the Jade Flute's exceptional nature.

It's a first‑rate instrument!

Thus, guided by instinct, he snatched the Jade Flute from Feng Yanrong's waist, and likewise by instinct, using that very flute, he performed the Sad Music he had just stolen from the troupe, in front of everyone.

He was surprised by Wang Ping'an's renewed wonders, but what concerned him more was that when the child, by instinct and the stolen Jade Flute, played Sad Music, Feng Yanrong's passionate demeanor was clearly drawn to Wang Ping'an, sparking a love‑for‑talent feeling.

Just as before, when he saw Wang Ping'an perform a blessing rite for his mother, he guessed the child might be an Innate Dao Body, and likewise felt a love‑for‑talent. He knows.

Feng Yanrong would certainly discuss Wang Ping'an with him, about changing his sect, and in his mind he imagined many ways she might bring it up, devising strategies, never expecting that Feng Yanrong clearly intended to use the ambush outside Liangshui Town to give him a stern warning, then later discuss the child's sect change.

Yet fate would have it.

The words on Feng Yanrong's lips were swallowed, and she went straight to discussing Wang Ping'an.

Countless conjectures swirled in Xuanqing Daozhang's mind; his peripheral glance fell on tears streaming down his face, not yet recovered, evidently still trapped in an illusion. His gaze shifted to Wang Ping'an, still playing Sad Music, and he could not tell whether the kid was merely clever—having only stolen the knowledge, with no one teaching him hand‑by‑hand, and having practiced little—yet could render even a simple mournful tune to such a degree.

Even he was ensnared in the Sad Music illusion!

Or perhaps Feng Yanrong's very Jade Flute is remarkable, capable of elevating an ordinary mournful piece to this level.

Perhaps.

Both!

As the child Wang Ping'an suddenly intensified his Sad Music, Feng Yanrong's love‑for‑talent reached its peak, leaving no mind to continue discussing the ambush outside Liangshui Town?

"Kumu Daozhang, let me tell you this: initially, outside Liangshui Town, I encountered someone being ambushed; the assailant's style resembled that of an Evil Cultivator. A raging fire of anger rose within me, and I wanted to see this trivial matter through to the end!"

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Feng Yanrong seemed to recall something, her face full of complexity, and sighed: "Unfortunately, after I learned the identity of the slain Zhu Xing, regardless of who that Evil Cultivator was or whether he had ever done wrong, I can only say that this time he performed a monumental good deed!"

Not long ago.

When she learned the identity of those ambushed outside Liangshui Town, also from the constables, and that the most likely culprit was Xuanqing Daozhang, she did ask the Liangshui Town constables whether they could handle this trivial matter. She knew, given the abilities displayed by the Paper Person at the time, not even the constables of Liangshui Town, let alone those of the county, could manage it.

What concerned her was reporting the matter to the Town Demon Office, letting them handle it.

However, the constable gave no response!

Finally.

At her request, a constable escorted her to Kumu Guan; on the way, she learned that if Kumu Daozhang indeed ambushed Zhu Xing, it could only be said that Kumu Daozhang was acting chivalrously. From that constable, she learned in detail the misdeeds Zhu Xing, that beast, had committed over the years.

To be torn apart by a thousand knives and then descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell after death would be a light punishment.

Her nature is to draw a sword for the unjust, yet she would never lay a slaughtering blade upon a chivalrous hero.

Upon learning the specifics, she would go to Kumu Daozhang, who was likely the true culprit of the ambush outside Liangshui Town—not to avenge Zhu Xing the beast, but to uncover why the Sword Cultivator Kumu Daozhang had taken the path of an Evil Cultivator.

Devouring others' souls!

(End of chapter)