Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

Regarding the sixth type of magic, Chu Ge never expected that the ability he would eventually awaken would be the extremely obscure music magic.

Musical magic.

As the name suggests, it involves combining invisible sound with magical power to activate it, thereby casting spells and forming various attack methods.

While the speed of sound propagation isn't top-tier, it can spread continuously in all directions from the caster, covering a vast and boundless area.

Furthermore, music magic is extremely unique, encompassing multiple abilities such as powerful offensive damage, area immobilization, healing support, and mental illusion, making it a highly inclusive and comprehensive special magic system.

When Chu Ge was on the Eternal Star, he had seen relevant records in ancient books.

The world's most accomplished music masters can shatter mountains and rivers with a single long roar, and a single string melody can drag living beings into a dreamlike state, manipulating the minds of all beings. They can soothe the wounds of the world, heal physical and mental traumas, and also boost morale, giving those around them a continuous source of strength.

Even though music magic has so many wonderful uses, in the eyes of the world, it still cannot compare to the two supreme magic systems of time and space.

Throughout the vast universe, regardless of the plane, the spacetime system is always at the top level, firmly ranking among the top ten abilities in the world.

In comparison, the world generally agrees that the art of music is ultimately inferior.

But for Chu Ge, whether it is music and Taoist magic or the supreme secret technique of time and space, there has never been any distinction between high and low.

She has always firmly believed that all paths lead to the same destination.

Spells themselves are neither strong nor weak; the truly powerful ones are always the users.

If used properly, even mere musical notes can shatter all worldly laws.

A renowned master of magic theory once famously said, "There is no such thing as useless magic, only useless magicians."

Ironically, the master who devoted his life to studying theory only awakened a rather useless exhaust magic. In the end, he lived a mediocre life, never proving his own theories, and died in frustration.

Chu Ge, however, strongly agreed with this principle: success depends on oneself, and one's destiny and future are always in one's own hands.

Just as many people mistakenly believe that water magic has low damage and weak combat power, it is not a viable main skill for strong individuals.

Chu Ge, however, never agreed with this shallow view.

It is known that water is the element that makes up 60-70% of the body of a living being. If one can comprehend the Great Dao of Water to its peak, one can drain the blood from any living being in an instant and kill the enemy in the blink of an eye.

Such methods are cold, ruthless, and extremely terrifying. What right do those ignorant people have to conclude that the water system is weak?

Thinking of this, the image of an old classmate involuntarily surfaced in Chu Ge's mind.

The black-haired, vicious dog-like girl practiced water magic, which was ridiculed and despised by countless people.

The other party is resolute and unyielding, with a proud and awe-inspiring character, and has never retreated or shown any cowardice along the way.

With only his own stubborn passion, he surpassed himself after three lifetimes of reincarnation and stepped into the realm of a high-level mage ahead of others.

Of course, even if the opponent's cultivation improves rapidly, in the end they are still no match for him.

"Xu Wan, three years have passed in the blink of an eye."

The white-haired girl gazed at the vast ocean in the distance, softly murmuring the name, a faint trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

"Now I am on the planet Witch, having gone through countless trials and tribulations, and have already gone through four lifetimes of reincarnation."

"I wonder where you are right now, and whether you have successfully completed your reincarnation and begun your next life."

As if guided by fate, Chu Ge had a strong premonition that she would meet this old friend again in the near future.

Pulling his chaotic thoughts back, Chu Ge's gaze fell once more on the bison that were foraging for food not far away.

The beast's belly was gradually becoming full and swollen, yet it still tirelessly buried its head in the wild grass.

Chu Ge spoke softly, "Let me help you to sleep peacefully."

As soon as she finished speaking, a wisp of cool and sharp ice magic slowly emanated from her body.

A slender and elegant musical instrument slowly took shape under the influence of magic.

It was a jade flute that was entirely ice-blue, with a clear and transparent texture, and a layer of hazy and soft light surrounding its surface, making it both cool and sacred.

Chu Ge raised her hand and grasped the ice flute, slowly bringing it close to her lips, her fair and slender fingertips gently touching the flute body.

She slowly closed her eyes, shutting out all the chaos of the outside world.

A melodious and ethereal flute tune suddenly rose and drifted on the evening breeze, reaching the ears of the bison below.

This melody is unlike anything heard in the mortal world; it is like a soothing symphony composed by the gods of the heavens, gently calming all the restlessness and unease in the hearts of living beings.

In just a short while, the bison, who had been eating heartily, suddenly became overcome by a heavy drowsiness.

It yawned lazily, its eyelids grew heavy and sore, and even the sweet grass in its mouth tasted bland.

The long, melodious flute music lingered in layers, seeping into the depths of the beast's mind along with the sound of the wind. The bison's consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and exhaustion swept over its entire body.

Finally, it closed its eyes tightly, its body went limp and collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

A low, gentle snore slowly rose, and the bison's lips moved slightly, as if it were murmuring in its sleep.

It must have fallen into a peaceful and beautiful dream, its expression relaxed and calm, completely unlike the fierce and violent beast it usually is.

High above the treetops in the distance, the white-haired girl continued playing her flute, her eyes gently closed, letting the clear and melodious sound of her flute fill the deserted island.

Having gone through three lifetimes, Chu Ge's first life was that of a top-notch photography master, possessing an innate artistic talent far exceeding that of ordinary people.

In his second life, he devoted himself to martial arts training and relentlessly honed his physical body over the years, inevitably resulting in a body covered with scars of varying depths.

To avoid arousing suspicion from her parents and classmates, she taught herself makeup to cleverly conceal the scars all over her body.

In her third life, she was born into a wealthy and privileged family. From childhood to adulthood, her parents enrolled her in all sorts of extracurricular activities.

She dabbled in all sorts of refined arts, including fine arts, music, dance, and calligraphy. Apart from photography, which she was still passionate about at the time, Chu Ge never refused any of the lessons arranged by her mother. She simply studied them all silently, seeing them as a way to repay her mother's kindness in raising her.

When Chu Ge first learned various skills, he followed the rules and carefully obeyed every instruction from his teacher, never acting recklessly.

Especially in dance classes, children of the same age often burst into tears and cry, wanting to go home to their mothers, when faced with difficult basic skills such as splits and backbends.

Xiao Chuge remained silent throughout, quietly completing all the training without uttering a single complaint.

These seemingly difficult basic physical skills were nothing more than easy trifles in her eyes. Compared to the cruel and arduous physical training she used to undergo, they were utterly insignificant.

If she weren't afraid of scaring the teachers and children, she could even demonstrate a single-finger Russian stretch on the spot, showing them what real basic skills are.

Over time, among his many interests and skills, Chu Ge gradually discovered that he was only truly passionate about music.

It wasn't a hobby that developed later; rather, she had already foreseen the path ahead and understood that mastering music would be of immense benefit to her future extraordinary cultivation and ascension to the supreme peak.

The most obvious point is one's own demeanor and style.

Looking at the countless powerful figures in fantasy novels, after reaching the pinnacle of invincibility, they all simply cleave mountains and rivers with a single sword strike and cleave through eternity with a single sword strike.

While such a scene is certainly powerful and awe-inspiring, it has been written about and overused by countless people, and has long lost its unique originality.

Chu Ge had long planned to forge a different path, waiting until the day he could look down upon the heavens and surpass all living beings, then use a flute melody to shake the ancient mountains and rivers, and forge his own invincible path.

It was precisely because of this dedication that she studied music theory with extra care and effort in every music class that followed.

The flute was just one of the many instruments she was proficient in, but it was the one she loved and cherished most among all the instruments.

At this moment, she was playing a calming and soothing lullaby.

The night was desolate and vast, and the howling sea wind and surging waves between the deserted islands seemed to have quietly stopped at this moment.

A bright, clear moon hangs high above the sea, its cool light penetrating through layers of leaves and gently falling on the girl's snow-white hair, creating a faint, cool glow.

The melodious flute music lingered, gentle and ethereal, slowly enveloping the entire desolate island.

The once bustling deserted island has fallen into complete silence. The roars of the roaming monsters have all disappeared, and the chirping of insects in the forest has become barely audible.

The entire desolate island, isolated on the vast sea, slowly drifted into slumber, accompanied by the melodious sound of a flute.

The world was utterly silent, save for a single, pristine flute melody that lingered under the boundless moonlight.