Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 132: Know that in your youth you had lofty ambitions and once vowed to be the best in the world!

The bamboo flute breaking was not due to any cause or effect.

Even if such an existence existed, it wouldn't care about a place like Douluo Continent.

The bamboo flute was something Zhongli made up on a whim. During the playing process, a lot of "negative" emotions were incorporated, and its quality could not withstand such "negative" emotions.

If there had been more energy during its creation, it might have become another divine weapon.

"I'm sorry, it seems this performance cannot continue."

Zhong Li sighed and said.

His performance just now contained too much negative energy, which was also his hidden grief and longing.

Every time I recall it, it feels like a sharp blade piercing my heart.

The group exchanged glances, looking at each other blankly, some still in shock.

Is this what His Majesty the God of War meant by infusing emotions into music?

That's...that's terrifying!

If we're talking about their playing... well, they just played.

His Majesty the God of War seemed to be recounting his life story.

"Your Majesty, God of War, just how much suffering did you endure in the past...?"

"You can't really embody this kind of heartbreak without having had ten or eight girlfriends run away with you."

Xue Ke was the first to regain her senses, then bowed to Zhong Li and said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty. If it weren't for your music, I would never have known that such a sound existed in the world."

This time, Xue Ke was sincere.

You could tell from the tears in the corners of her eyes that she, too, shared in the sentiment.

Before Zhongli could help her up, she stood up directly and subtly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

For a princess to cry in such a setting is extremely impolite.

Zhong Li nodded in return, then glanced around and noticed that there were even more crying young men, which puzzled him slightly.

"Young man, why are you crying?"

Zhongli asked calmly, "It's only half a song, why is it like this?"

Besides, can they really understand the meaning behind the music?

At first listen, one doesn't understand the meaning of the song; upon second listen, one becomes a character within the song.

"It's so bitter, so incredibly bitter!"

"Your Majesty, God of War, you truly deserve your achievements today."

"We gave up on ourselves and degenerated into hypocrisy simply because our families didn't approve of us."

"My dream is simply to become a poet, but they say I'm not doing anything productive!"

"I also have a dream, which sounds ridiculous, but my dream is to become a chef..."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli was taken aback, and felt a slight sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions, including admiration and regret).

A spoiled brat?

A true playboy is someone who is knowledgeable, handsome, favored by his elders, and the future of his family...

They are not spoiled brats, but just a group of kids with dreams who are unable to move towards them.

"Dreams are not laughable!"

"Know that in my youth I had lofty ambitions and once vowed to be the best among men."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at Zhong Li with disbelief.

He subconsciously straightened his head and puffed out his chest, his eyes shining.

You must know that in your youth you should aspire to reach for the clouds...

It was once promised to be the best in the world!

Young man, have you already forgotten your dreams?

Dreams are not laughable!

In an instant, the boys and girls were caught up in a brainstorming session.

Tang Yuehua and the others standing to the side were dumbfounded.

The method they used to deal with these spoiled brats was mostly restraint.

Zhong Li was different; with just a few words, he changed the spirits and energy of these people.

She had never seen such a scene before, even though these people showed her superficial respect.

Poisonous Four Seasons and Paimon were both stunned, especially Poisonous Four Seasons. After regaining their senses, their gazes toward Zhong Li became even more fervent.

"I'm not on the wrong path!"

"The mistake was that I didn't know how to control myself!"

"To deal with true enemies, I will send them to another world to atone for their sins with fire and fists."

"Treat kind people and brothers..."

Poisonous Seasons' mindset has changed slightly.

Those who possess a true martial soul are inherently stubborn, and those who are second-awakened are even more so. It can be said that they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals!

This is one of the reasons why those who undergo a second awakening go crazy.

A song, a few words, and the faith in one's heart...

If it weren't Zhongli who spoke, the effect of these words and this song would be greatly diminished.

Of course, a change in mindset cannot truly solve his problem; it only means he has become more restrained.

Given the current state of affairs, what is bound to happen will still happen.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses from the brainstorming session, and had many insights.

The family said they were useless; they were just bad at cultivation.

Their dream was not wrong.

Their family disapproved of them, but the God of War saw them as the rising sun and believed their dreams were right.

"Thump..."

The boy knelt on one knee, his right hand held across his chest—a standard knightly salute, the highest form of etiquette for nobles.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, God of War!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, God of War!"

The people were sincere; if it weren't for their own lingering emotions, they might have followed Zhongli.

Of course, if Zhongli were to call upon them, they would all respond in kind.

The saying "A scholar will die for one who understands him" is not just a saying in this world and in this era.

There is much betrayal, scheming, and conflict among Soul Masters, but once the feelings and bonds between them are established, they are hard to sever.

Ghost Douluo died, and Chrysanthemum Douluo, knowing it was futile, still did it to avenge him.

Most of these examples are found among... those so-called "villains".

That's really laughable.

Villains have dreams, aspirations, ambition, and strength... simply because they are "villains".

"To those demon gods, Morax is a villain too, right?"

Zhongli's secret passage.

Morax is a "villain," so what does that have to do with Zhong Li?

Zhongli raised his hand to help them up, and an invisible force lifted everyone to their feet.

Everyone's eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Hmm~"

For a fleeting moment, Zhong Li almost forgot the purpose of his trip.

He came to Yuexuan not to perform or listen to music.

"Master Tang, I have come here today with a request."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua was taken aback and glanced at Zhong Li with some surprise.

Do you need my help?

She was just a woman, unarmed, with only a level nine soul power, not even a soul master. What business did the mighty Martial God Douluo have with her?

Could it be that she's taken a liking to...?

No, His Majesty has an excellent reputation; it's impossible that it's because of something like this.

Could it be because of the sect?

If someone is "interested," it wouldn't be difficult for them to find out her true identity.

She is the third young lady of the Haotian Sect, a direct descendant of the main lineage. Even though she lives a secluded life, there are still quite a few people who know her identity.

In Tiandou City, everyone simply didn't want to mention offending the reclusive Haotian Sect.

Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Although the Haotian Sect has gone into seclusion, not many of its direct descendants have died!

After a moment's thought, Tang Yuehua led Zhong Li, Du Siji, and Paimon toward the reception hall.

(End of this chapter)