Chapter 562: Mysterious Zither Maiden

"Many thanks, fellow Daoist!"

He Pingsheng cupped his hands toward the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator.

The red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator laughed: "You're welcome... fellow Daoist must have also encountered a bottleneck, right?"

"Eleventh layer?"

He looked at He Pingsheng with curiosity.

He Pingsheng nodded.

The red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator said: "Fellow Daoist, you are luckier than me; I hit a bottleneck at the tenth layer... sigh... even if I can obtain that Rootless Grass in this Nine Nether Murong Murong Tianyuan, I don't know how I will break through the second-layer bottleneck in the future..."

"Forget it, forget it..."

"Let's go... let's go wait over there!" The red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator was quite easygoing.

He Pingsheng followed him and left.

The vast majority of cultivators at the entrance also left.

Not far from the entrance to the Nine Nether Murong Murong Tianyuan, there was a spiritual tea house that occupied a large area.

The crowd of cultivators left the entrance and actually headed straight for the spiritual tea house, sitting down in a rush.

"Come, come, come... sit, sit, sit..."

The red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator said: "Fellow Daoist, hehe... you definitely won't lose out by coming here to drink tea!"

"Taste the boss's craftsmanship!"

He Pingsheng did not pay too much attention.

What could be so good about spiritual tea?

He and the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator found a random seat and sat down.

At this time, the empty seats in the spiritual tea house were basically full of people.

Before long, a Foundation Establishment attendant brought up the spiritual tea, giving each person a cup.

And collected the tea money along the way.

The tea money was truly outrageously expensive, charging ten thousand spirit stones per person.

Although they were low-tier spirit stones, this value was truly sky-high.

He Pingsheng pondered that since the price was so high, the spiritual tea must have something special about it.

He picked up the cup and smelled it.

There was no particularly unique scent.

He took a sip!

Uh...

How should he put it?

He Pingsheng's face turned bitter: Damn it, this stuff doesn't even taste as good as the century-old immortal brew from "Spring Rain Workshop."

With just this, so many people still come here to drink tea?

Have the people of the Spirit Realm never drunk anything good?

Looking at the people around him again, each one of them looked overjoyed and satisfied.

"Fellow Daoist, how does the spiritual tea taste?" the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator looked at He Pingsheng and asked.

He Pingsheng said: "To be honest... hmm... average!"

"Hahaha..." the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator chuckled: "Indeed, the spiritual tea here is indeed average, but among those who come here to drink tea, how many come for the tea?"

"Shh, shh, shh... in a moment, the proprietress will come out to play the zither!"

"Everyone is here for this proprietress..."

"Hehehehe..."

When the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator spoke, he actually couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He Pingsheng understood immediately: Good heavens, so everyone comes here to drink tea, not for the tea, but to look at a woman?

Fine!

Ten thousand low-tier spirit stones, I want to see just how stunning this proprietress is.

After about half an incense stick of time, a woman holding an ancient zither walked out.

She sat on the chair at the very front and began to play while holding the ancient zither.

He Pingsheng's gaze shifted over, and his pupils shrank slightly.

So beautiful!

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

He Pingsheng, who was drinking tea, suddenly gasped.

The beauty of this woman was already making it hard for people to extricate themselves.

From the moment this woman walked into the tea house, the gazes of everyone in the entire tea house changed.

From playful to devout, from devout to obsessed.

If it weren't for He Pingsheng practicing the divine-refining technique "Xuan Sect Calming Heart True Art," his consciousness would likely have been affected too.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The soothing sound of zither strings rang out, capturing people's hearts.

Coupled with the sound emitted by the zither strings, the woman's beauty became even more heart-capturing.

He Pingsheng frowned and took a sip of tea, feeling that the taste of the tea had also become more flavorful.

Wrong!

How could the tea become more flavorful?

This is impossible!

The tea hasn't changed; it must be the person tasting it that has changed.

Not good!

At this moment, He Pingsheng also knew that his spiritual sense and senses had been affected; he quickly took a deep breath, sank his spiritual sense, and sealed half of his six senses along the way.

A wisp of powerful spiritual sense surged out from his sea of consciousness and swept toward the woman.

He Pingsheng wanted to see, just who is this woman?

The massive spiritual sense swept over the woman.

He Pingsheng, however, swept up nothing.

Cannot see her cultivation!

Cannot see her true form!

Cannot see whether this woman is human or demon.

"Rude..." The woman playing the zither suddenly raised her head, revealing her peerless face; she looked at He Pingsheng, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and then her slender, fair jade hand suddenly plucked a zither string.

The zither string tightened and then snapped back.

Between this tightening and plucking, a vast force transformed into a sound wave and slammed toward He Pingsheng.

Before the sound wave arrived, He Pingsheng's face turned pale.

He quickly reached out a hand, condensed the Five Elements energy in his body into the Five Elements Mixed Force, gathered it in front of him, and transformed it into a black energy shield.

Pop...

The white sound wave pierced through the energy shield He Pingsheng had condensed with a 'chi-la' sound, and with a 'bang', it struck his body.

This strike not only contained massive spiritual power but also possessed a spiritual sense attack.

Fortunately, He Pingsheng's body and spiritual sense were strong enough.

Although he did not defend against it, he managed to withstand this attack.

"Good lad..."

"Ding..."

The woman plucked the zither string with her jade hand, and a second sound wave came.

The second sound wave attack looked no different from the first one on the outside.

But in reality, it contained even more massive energy.

Bang...

This time, He Pingsheng didn't even have time to react before he was blasted out of the tea house window by this attack, falling onto the ground outside.

The hairs all over He Pingsheng's body stood on end, and cold sweat broke out.

At this moment, he knew what terror was.

The woman's first strike failed to knock him back, but it had already tested his defensive strength.

So when the second attack came, the attack power was held just right; not a single bit was wasted, nor was there a single bit lacking.

It was just enough to blast him out of the house without causing injury.

What kind of strength is this?

Soul Transformation?

Void Refinement?

He Pingsheng did not dare to think too much!

He took a deep breath and then looked back at the tea house.

He found that the woman was still playing.

And she even gave him a meaningful look.

The key is... what made He Pingsheng feel even more eerie was that just now, when the woman launched two consecutive attacks at him, the people around seemed not to have seen it at all, still staring obsessively at the woman and listening to the zither music.

Forget it!

This tea house is off-limits.

Let's go!

He Pingsheng lifted his foot to leave.

But just at this moment, the woman's cold voice reached his ears: "Come in and sit down, listen to the zither quietly!"

It was like a command, making it impossible to refuse.

He Pingsheng gave the small house a wary look, then walked in and sat back in his seat.

And the red-robed Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in front of He Pingsheng was completely unaware of what had happened here.

This woman's strength is truly hair-raising! ===== CHAPTER 563 =====