Chapter 679: Why Did an Extra Musical Piece Appear?

Feng Dao-you, you're right; whether he came for you or for me, we'll have to wait until he wakes up and ask him ourselves!

Xuanqing Daozhang coldly watches Feng Yanrong as if discarding trash, casually throws the turtle demon onto the ground, it thuds heavily, yet shows no sign of reviving, realizing he fell into Feng Yanrong's scheme, fell into her Lullaby, and says:

"I hope his answer won't disappoint me!"

He suspects that when Feng Yanrong played the Lullaby, she not only intended to scheme against Wang Ping'an, putting Wang Ping'an to sleep to test whether Wang Ping'an had been reborn through a proper reincarnation, but also noticed someone hiding outside Kumu Guan, and likewise used the Lullaby to put the other party—the turtle demon before them—to sleep.

He fears that upon seeing this turtle demon, Feng Yanrong must have known who the turtle demon was coming for.

He does want to know how much information this turtle demon can reveal about the Zhu Clan and the River God of Liang Shui He; if possible, he would carry out a deed to set things right!

Pfft!

Xuanqing Daozhang flicks his hand casually, a sphere of magical energy turns into clear water, slamming onto the turtle demon's face, startling it awake from its slumber; before it can open its eyes, it can't help but curse:

"You bastard, didn't you see this old lord having fun with a beauty? You damn it, ruining my good time—do you want to die…"

Before the words finish, the turtle demon opens its eyes, sees the two figures before it, instantly realizes, and swallows the words at the tip of its mouth, trembling, it pleads:

"T‑two, two, two elders, y‑you, you—who are you? This little demon bears no grudges against you, has never done any wrong, never harmed anyone; you, you must not kill the innocent!"

Wang Ping'an's consciousness gradually awakens from endless darkness; a strange voice suddenly sounds in his ears. When he stealthily opens his eyes, he sees between his master and Feng Yanrong a monster, human body with a turtle head, looking especially comical, and a thought bubbles in his mind:

'What's going on? Isn't Fairy Feng supposed to be playing a melody to prove my Musician Path talent to my master and my mother? How did a turtle demon suddenly appear?'

He guesses that Fairy Feng might inexplicably pull out a guqin and play it before them, likely intending to make him, as he did not long ago in the troupe, learn this piece, adapt it so it can be played on a Jade Flute, and perform it before a crowd; once he does that, even a three‑year‑old could clearly see his talent on the Musician Path.

Whether it's his master or his mother, as long as it's for his benefit, and as long as Fairy Feng still speaks, preferably through moral blackmail, they certainly won't stop his joining the Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect Sect to cultivate.

Ding! You listened attentively to Fairy Feng's performance of the Lullaby, your talent: Music Theory, your comprehension took effect, you gained a little, congratulations—you've earned the reward: Music—Lullaby 【Entry Level】!

A mechanical, cold voice rang in Wang Ping'an's mind; as expected, when he previously obtained the music piece Sad Music, he had a similar experience. This time, receiving the music piece Lullaby was entirely within his expectations. While he wondered what effect this new piece had, another mechanical, cold voice sounded in his mind.

Ding! While you were asleep you were assaulted by the song Soul‑Questioning Song, your talent: Music Theory, your comprehension again took effect, you gained a little, congratulations—you've earned the reward: Music—Soul‑Questioning Song 【Entry Level】!

'What the heck is this?'

Wang Ping'an listened carefully to the system prompt in his mind, almost didn't gasp; receiving the reward 'Music: Lullaby' was exactly as he expected, but the other reward 'Music: Soul‑Questioning Song' was completely unexpected.

It wouldn't be surprising if Fairy Feng examined his root bones during his coma with special methods; that part was expected. But this music piece, Soul‑Questioning Song, doesn't seem to be for checking his bodily roots, talent, or comprehension.

Wang Ping'an thought for a long time, still couldn't understand what set this music piece apart, why Fairy Feng would assault him with it while he slept. He was too lazy to ponder; when Fairy Feng leaves, he'll personally play the piece and perhaps uncover its mysterious essence.

Current.

Subconsciously, Wang Ping'an secretly opened his eyes, watching the turtle demon before his master and Fairy Feng, its brow lowered obediently. A myriad of stray thoughts floated in his mind, speculating on the turtle demon's origin; suddenly a flash of insight flickered, and he mused: 'Could this turtle demon be a subordinate of the River God of Liang Shui He?'

If.

If this turtle demon is indeed a subordinate of the River God of Liang Shui He, that would make sense of why it appears here.

Feng Yanrong ignored the turtle demon's pleas for mercy; whether the demon was good or bad she didn't care, as long as she didn't personally witness the demon harming the people, she wouldn't meddle, especially since within Daxia the court has a dedicated organization to deal with malicious monsters, she said:

"Kumu Daozhang, are you the one asking, or am I?"

"You are Kumu Daozhang?"

Xuanqing Daozhang hadn't spoken yet; the turtle demon widened its eyes, looking at Xuanqing Daozhang, its face and gaze filled with unmistakable terror.

"Feng Dao-you, you've already said that, so of course I have to ask!"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled. He understood the meaning behind Feng Yanrong's words; obviously she knows about his conflict with the Zhu Clan and doesn't want to get involved unless he can agree to a request: persuade Liu Dongzhu to let Wang Ping'an join the Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect Sect to cultivate, he said:

"How should I address you?"

Of course.

Feng Yanrong will likely use this matter to coerce and entice him into persuading Liu Dongzhu.

This novel you…

Knowing that Feng Yanrong has such a scheme, he isn't too angry; after wandering the jianghu for years, he's seen all kinds of storms. Feng Yanrong's method is commonplace; many who use any means to achieve their goals are the ones that should be dealt with.

Feng Yanrong looked at Xuanqing Daozhang in surprise, gauging his expression, and without thinking, feared that her scheme had likely—no, should say certainly—been seen through by him, she thought to herself:

'Impressive veteran, you saw through my scheme at a glance. But what does that matter? My plan is an open, righteous stratagem; I walk the straight path, unafraid of others' gossip!'

"Sir, I am Character: Wu Hongcai!"

The turtle demon trembled and answered.

"Character: Wu Hongcai, judging by you, you probably don't know me, but you know my name!"

At this point, Xuanqing Daozhang's words faltered; he stared deeply at Character: Wu Hongcai, his eyes like swords, making Character: Wu Hongcai feel exposed, and he smiled:

"Could it be that you came for me?"

(End of Chapter)