Chapter 677: This Child Has No Problem

"Daoist friend Feng, what does this mean?"

Xuanqing Daozhang's complexion changed slightly.

"Kumu Daozhang, what does this mean? I trust you understand!"

Feng Yanrong smiled. Logically, she shouldn't doubt Wang Ping'an, but because Wang Ping'an's behavior these past days has been extraordinarily outrageous, she had to be cautious and said:

"If it were someone else, they might not grasp the meaning of my words, but given your age, Kumu Daozhang, you must have seen enough commotion to surely understand what I mean!"

It was her first meeting with Xuanqing Daozhang and Wang Ping'an. Whether or not Wang Ping'an had a spirit, it was unlikely he would scheme against her, but Wang Ping'an either snatched the Jade Flute she wore at her waist or, in front of her, played Sad Music, clearly a version adapted by a master; after all, she had rarely heard anyone use a Jade Flute to play Sad Music.

On the Musician Path, anyone with a bit of skill can adapt instruments to be played by different ones.

However.

Wang Ping'an is only a one- or two-year-old child; a child of that age can't even speak fluently, may not yet understand things, and even with hand‑by‑hand instruction might not learn, let alone adapt Sad Music to be playable on a Jade Flute.

She had once doubted Daozhang Kumu, but from him she sensed no trace of the aura of a Musician.

Of course.

Even if not a Musician, it's not impossible to adapt ordinary Sad Music to be played on a Jade Flute. However, her coming to Liangshui Town, even knocking open the gates of Kumu Guan, could be said to be a spur‑of‑the‑moment decision; unless Xuanqing Daozhang possesses transcendent abilities, he is unlikely to have plotted against her.

Thinking about it.

Since Sad Music can be played on a Jade Flute, it is clearly an adaptation, likely done by Wang Ping'an. She does not want to believe such an outrageous thing, but it happened before her eyes; besides this explanation she cannot think of any other, and any alternative would be full of holes.

Fortunately.

In this world, natural prodigies are not lacking; the extraordinary phenomena Wang Ping'an currently displays are indeed outrageous, yet throughout human history, such outrageous prodigies are not ubiquitous—at least every ten to twenty years a one or two similar prodigies appear, some even more outrageous than Wang Ping'an.

Besides being a prodigy with a sacred body destined for the Musician Path, another possibility is that Wang Ping'an is an old monster disguised by special means, borrowing a corpse to revive, and upon learning she is a Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect disciple, deliberately performed before her to gain entry into Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect cultivation through her.

Posing as a peerless genius, he could obtain Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect's abundant cultivation resources, not only restore his cultivation but perhaps ascend another level.

"Daoist friend Feng, not to hide it from you, before this I was also startled by this child's extraordinary nature, and I examined the child, confirming that he is not an old monster in disguise borrowing a corpse, but rather a legitimate reincarnation—perhaps extraordinary in a past life, and this life, from birth, displays myriad wonders!"

Xuanqing Daozhang understood the meaning behind Feng Yanrong's words and no longer concealed anything, straightforwardly recounting all the earlier events, yet from Feng Yanrong's gaze he could still glimpse a hint of doubt, and he corrected himself:

"But it seems this is the first time you and I, Daoist friend Feng, have met. You don't really know who I am; whatever I say, you won't believe, so I don't bother saying more. Since you want to examine, be my guest, but under no circumstances may you harm this child!" Feng Yanrong's doubt was perfectly normal; as a renowned disciple who roams the jianghu, she must stay on high alert, otherwise she could easily be caught off guard. When she first saw Wang Ping'an display such wonders, she too couldn't help but feel some doubt, let alone the fleeting encounter with Feng Yanrong.

She even developed a fondness for talent, and was further worried that this child Wang Ping'an was strange.

"Kumu Daozhang, thank you for understanding!"

Feng Yanrong also let out a sigh of relief; although Xuanqing Daozhang's words sounded pleasant, she still kept her guard up. The jianghu is treacherous; even the most vicious villains will masquerade as top‑notch good people before their schemes succeed. She didn't think Xuanqing Daozhang was such a villain in disguise, yet she still wouldn't let her guard down and said solemnly:

"Rest assured, I am merely using Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect's unique secret method to check whether this child has been revived by an old monster borrowing a corpse!"

As she spoke, Feng Yanrong glanced up at Xuanqing Daozhang and saw he made no move, as if not intending to stop her examination of Wang Ping'an. She then placed Wang Ping'an on the ground, thought briefly, retrieved the concealed guqin, and began to play Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect's unique secret method, which could determine whether Wang Ping'an is a legitimate reincarnation or if his soul has been replaced by an old monster.

"Soul‑Questioning Melody"!

Accompanied by Feng Yanrong's slender, white‑jade‑like fingers plucking the strings, as soon as the prelude of the piece began, streams of solidified notes shot out from the guqin, instantly enveloping Wang Ping'an and gradually permeating his body.

During this.

Feng Yanrong occasionally glanced at Xuanqing Daozhang from the corner of her eye, but saw that Xuanqing Daozhang did not, while she was playing 'Soul‑Questioning Melody' to determine if Wang Ping'an's soul had been replaced by an old monster, seize the opportunity to ambush her in her carelessness; Xuanqing Daozhang's gaze was also fixed on Wang Ping'an.

She could faintly perceive, deep within Xuanqing Daozhang's eyes, a fleeting hint of curiosity.

This novel you...

'Could it be that this child and that old Daoist did not tamper, that they are not deliberately colluding to scheme against me, and that this child truly is extraordinarily gifted, a natural prodigy for the Musician Path?'

Feng Yanrong guessed silently, yet still dared not let her guard down nor draw a firm conclusion, until strange wisps of energy emanated from around Wang Ping'an, coalescing above him, gradually taking shape as a phantom identical to the Wang Ping'an lying on the ground.

Xuanqing Daozhang looked at the phantom appearing above Wang Ping'an; regardless of appearance or size, it was almost indistinguishable from Wang Ping'an, as if a twin brother. His eyes lit up, and he smiled, 'Daoist friend Feng, how is it? This child has no problem, right?'

"Kumu Daozhang, this child has no problem!"

Feng Yanrong looked at the phantom forming above Wang Ping'an, identical to him, and could no longer suppress the joy on her face and in her eyes, exclaiming:

"I have judged the noble by my petty heart; this child is naturally a Musician sacred body, not some old monster putting on a show before me!"

(End of Chapter)