vstars Chapter 102 Music to Meet the Enemy
Chapter 102 Music to Meet the Enemy
The first day of the sect competition.
Xie Wanning signed up for the kendo and physical combat competitions.
Compared to quiet competitions like alchemy or weapon crafting, Xie Wanning preferred the exhilarating feeling of a fight.
In the first match of the swordsmanship competition, Xie Wanning faced an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect. She quickly deflected his moves and knocked him off the stage with a single sword strike, ending the match in an instant.
The elder in charge of the refereeing would say "The competition begins" and then "The competition ends" immediately after saying "The competition begins."
The disciples watching the match couldn't see it clearly, but no one said Xu Weilin couldn't use a sword anymore.
I was fortunate enough to get a bye in the physical skills competition.
Xie Wanning finished her competition in the morning and prepared to go to other venues to watch the competition.
Meng Qingyue and Qi Shaozhuo's strength is beyond doubt, but Mu Ruo and Mu Zhi are probably not easy to deal with.
Xie Wanning arrived at the mountain peak that was responsible for organizing the competition of other martial arts techniques. This was the miscellaneous peak of the Qingyun Sect, where the miscellaneous disciples usually lived. Xie Wanning remembered that she had been here before, so she found the miscellaneous peak very easily.
Mu Zhi's competition went exceptionally smoothly. Mu Zhi was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and as a music cultivator, she used the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) as her weapon. Mu Zhi's music was melodious and lingering, like a gentle breeze in the mountains, soft and clear. However, when she launched an attack, the sound of her xiao would become like a raging storm. Her xiao would stir up the surrounding wind, swift and urgent, with the sound of wind blades cutting through the air accompanying her xiao.
It's not just the wind blades that materialize; the music cultivated by the Sound Cultivator can control a person's mind. Mu Zhi's flute playing caused her opponent's mind to become chaotic and agitated. Under this influence, the opponent's attacks would be full of flaws and completely disorganized.
The cultivators who fought Mu Zhi exhausted all their spiritual power within half an incense stick's time and had no choice but to surrender.
Xie Wanning cheered repeatedly from the stands.
Mu Zhi calmly put away her flute, tossed her hair, and revealed a confident smile.
Mu Zhi quickly sat down next to Xie Wan Ning.
"Second Junior Sister, your fighting style just now was so cool!" Xie Wanning praised without reservation. She had never seen a sound cultivator fight before, and she greatly admired Mu Zhi's fighting style.
Mu Zhi looked at Xie Wan Ning, who was beaming with excitement, and snorted, "Of course, when Master took my sister and me all over the country, we encountered many enemies. Most of them had a hard time resisting my mental attacks. But I wonder how Mu Ruo is doing? She couldn't sleep last night because of the competition."
Xie Wanning turned her gaze back to the competition field, where she saw Mu Ruo carrying her guzheng, head down, slowly walking to the center of the field.
A ghost cultivator disciple who was fighting against her.
Ghost cultivators in the cultivation world are not the same as those in the demon world. Ghost cultivators in the cultivation world sign contracts with ghosts carrying resentment. The cultivator resolves the ghost's resentment, and the ghost provides power to the cultivator; it's a mutually beneficial arrangement. Ghost cultivators in the demon world, on the other hand, directly control ghosts, completely disregarding their own thoughts and forcing them to do things for them.
The ghost that the ghost cultivator's disciple contracts with is a gluttonous ghost, capable of devouring the enemy's attacks.
"This is not easy to deal with. Mu Ruo is timid and has always been afraid of ghosts." Mu Zhi frowned, her eyes fixed on the arena.
As expected, when Mu Ruo saw the gluttonous ghost, her legs went weak with fear, and she fell to the ground, her guzheng hitting the ground with a muffled groan.
"Little girl, if you're scared, just surrender. I'm not some heinous criminal, and I don't really want to hurt you." Although the ghost cultivator's words weren't frightening, the black markings all over his face were indeed unsettling to look at.
Ghost cultivators are ostracized in the cultivation world because they sign contracts with ghosts, which does not conform to the moral code in the hearts of most cultivators.
The ghost cultivators didn't care. They painted black patterns on their faces to distinguish themselves from other cultivators, showing their unwillingness to conform to others' opinions.
"No, no, I want to fight alongside my senior brothers and sisters. I can't fall here." Mu Ruo's voice was timid, and she was trembling all over, but she still arranged the guzheng and prepared for battle.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." With a wave of his hand, the gluttonous ghost rushed over instantly, its black shadows intricate and impossible to discern.
With a resounding "Zheng!", a wall of water appeared around Mu Ruo, blocking the gluttonous ghost's attack.
A deep and melodious tune begins, making one feel as if facing a vast lake, feeling the gentle breeze rippling across it.
At first, the gluttonous ghost was fiercely attacking the water wall, but gradually, it floated into the air and stopped reacting.
No matter how the ghost cultivator disciples shouted, the gluttonous ghost seemed not to hear a sound.
"What's wrong with it?" Xie Wanning covered her mouth, her eyes wide, pointing at the gluttonous ghost in the air.
"It's very simple. It's immersed in the illusion that Mu Ruo has carefully created for it. I guess the gluttonous ghost is probably making a big mistake in a space full of food." Mu Zhi looked at her younger sister with admiration, her hands on her hips, her face full of pride.
Using music to trap the enemy in an illusion is truly a superb attack method.
Xie Wanning couldn't help but sigh, realizing she had gained a completely new understanding of Mu Ruo.
As expected, the ghost cultivator couldn't summon his ghost back and had no choice but to surrender.
Mu Ruo stopped playing the piano, looked at Mu Zhi with surprise and a satisfied smile.
After watching Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo's competition, Xie Wan Ning flew on her sword within the Qingyun Sect.
She didn't need to ask for directions; she was so familiar with every blade of grass and every tree in Qingyun Sect that Xie Wan Ning could walk around the sect twice with her eyes closed.
After all, during the two years she served as the senior disciple of Qingyun Sect, aside from cultivation, she spent the rest of her time running around handling sect affairs.
Unbeknownst to her, she had returned to the courtyard where she had lived before, the courtyard located on the mountainside of Qingyun Peak.
The courtyard was empty except for a stone table and two stone stools.
The door to the room was tightly closed, locked with a heavy lock.
Xie Wanning noticed that no one was around, so she jumped off her sword and entered the courtyard.
The courtyard was spotless, as if someone had swept it clean, especially the stone table and benches, which were free of dust.
Xie Wanning was in a daze as she casually sat down on the stone bench.
Looking at the osmanthus tree next to me, the orange-red osmanthus flowers were hanging all over the branches, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers permeated the entire courtyard.
Xie Wanning couldn't help but recall that it was planted by her, Song Huai'an, and Jiang Ci together.
Why think about these things?
Xie Wanning couldn't help but give a bitter smile and walked towards the courtyard gate.
"Sister?"
Xie Wanning couldn't help but shudder.
"Is that you back?" It was Jiang Ci's voice. Why was Jiang Ci here?!
Xie Wanning bit her lower lip, having made up her mind.
She turned around, her face filled with fear, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, I didn't mean to trespass into this courtyard. I just wanted to find a place to rest. If I have offended you, I will leave immediately."
Xie Wanning bowed repeatedly in apology, like a chicken pecking at rice.
After Jiang Ci saw the person's face clearly, disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Did he see it wrong just now?
His face darkened, but then a comforting smile appeared on his face.
"It's alright, nobody lives here, so people often wander in by mistake. Don't be afraid."
"Really?" Xie Wanning's voice was uncertain, then she said with a guilty tone, "I'll leave now and won't disturb your rest any longer."
After saying that, Xie Wanning quickly flew away on her sword.
Jiang Ci's eyes turned cold as he set up a barrier outside the courtyard.
"If we're not careful, an outsider will get in here. If my senior sister finds out, she'll be unhappy."
Jiang Ci sat on the stone bench, looking at the house in front of him and sighing.
The only response he received was the rustling sound of osmanthus blossoms falling to the ground.