The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

In an instant, the beautiful sound of the zither spread throughout the bamboo forest.

As expected of the Holy Son of the Qin Sect, the missing finger allows him to play at an incredibly fast speed without accidentally playing other strings.

Even though Chi Miao didn't understand the zither, he could tell that the music was extremely beautiful.

But at the same time.

The children, however, looked pained.

The children were practically in heaven, exclaiming, "I love it...so much delicious food and fun things to do! I want to stay here forever!"

And their spiritual energy is rapidly dissipating.

Because this music... directly attacks the soul; each note can weave a dream for the recipient.

The content of the dream is entirely determined by Yu Wuxin.

And now, what Yu Wuxin is weaving... is a beautiful dream that makes people so addicted that they don't even realize they're dying.

Chi Miao: "No, where's your Dream Fairy, bro?"

Yu Wuxin, playing the zither: "???"

There are two things that left him confused.

"You...you weren't affected at all?"

Anyone who hears the piano music should be affected.

Chi Miao smiled and said, "Mental attacks are useless against me. Your trick would be useless against someone with a stronger soul force like me."

What a joke, her soul power is terrifying beyond belief.

When it comes to disgusting people, she's the one.

Yu Wuxin remained silent for a long while.

Indeed, as Chi Miao said, his skill becomes useless when encountering someone with stronger soul power.

He is basically "invincible" with this skill at the same level, but his other attack methods are quite ordinary.

Chi Miao said, "Would you like to make this skill even more powerful? I can give you some suggestions."

Yu Wuxin asked in surprise, "You??"

Chi Miao: "What, you don't believe me?"

Yu Wuxin: "You're not a music editor, it's like comparing apples and oranges. I wish you success."

Chi Miao smiled, then used her spiritual power to grab the child who was leading the bullying of Yu Wuxin and put him in front of Yu Wuxin.

"For example, this is a person."

Yu Wuxin: "???"

This isn't just a comparison, sis! This is really the same person, okay?!

Immediately, Chi Miao took out a megaphone.

Yu Wuxin: "And this is it again?"

Chi Miao smiled and said, "This is called a loudspeaker. For us sound cultivators, this thing is a divine artifact!"

Yu Wuxin: "...?"

You guys do sound editing?

When did you start using audio editing again?!

Chi Miao said, "Never mind that. If I say it's true, then it's true. Otherwise, I'll use you as a guinea pig."

Yu Wuxin was shocked; he hadn't said anything at all!

Chi Miao chuckled.

After adjusting the loudspeaker a few times, he straightened his chest and raised his head, saying, "We sound cultivators mainly integrate spiritual power into music to launch mental attacks, therefore... we are not good at physical damage."

"But have you ever thought that when a feeling is amplified to the extreme, it becomes pain, and pain is the best physical attack?"

"And hearing can do the same."

Yu Wuxin was even more confused: "Huh?"

How come he recognizes every single word, yet can't understand a single word he hears?!

Chi Miao said, "I'll demonstrate it for you and you'll understand. You music cultivators are just too stubborn. You always think about playing well. If you play well, aren't you just making others happy? Even the richest people don't act like this. If you want to torture someone, you have to use both physical and magical attacks."

After saying that, she turned on the loudspeaker.

From inside came a woman's shrill, hoarse screams.

The sound was tearing and amplified, like someone was scratching at your chest, ears, and skin all over your body, giving you goosebumps and making you shiver all over!

This is the divine song she heard in her past life! An enhanced version of "Lost Rivers"!

Having listened to countless beautiful pieces of music, Yu Wuxin was now completely tense.

There's no need for illusions at all; this sound alone is enough to cause excruciating pain, making you feel as if someone is slowly digging into your ears and heart with a small shovel!

Those other kids weren't much better than him.

They had goosebumps all over their bodies! But they were tied up and couldn't be restrained.

This torment is a dual torment of mind and body!

"Let me scratch that itch! Let me scratch! It's so itchy!"

They were so itchy they were almost crying!

Yu Wuxin was shocked; her jaw almost dropped.

"This works?!"

"Of course, that's fine. Put aside personal ethics and attack all of humanity!"

Chi Miao turned off the speaker, and, learning from Teacher Mei Youji's heart-shaped smile, said, "Come on! Give it a try!"

Yu Wuxin: "Me? I'll try? Me?!"

This...this is a reversal of the Heavenly Gang!

Their Qin School is famous throughout the world for making people die in their dreams, so their Qin music is naturally unparalleled!

As the holy son of the Qin Sect, if he were to play such an incongruous, grating, and unpleasant sound, his reputation, the Qin Sect's fame, the Qin music he had studied for so long, his elegant attitude towards life, and his social etiquette would all be ruined!

"No! I don't want to!"

Yu Wuxin covered her ears with both hands in protest.

Chi Miao stared at him: "Well, there's nothing I can do then. You'll just have to wait to be bullied."

"Do you want to be elegant or strong?"

Yu Wuxin: "I want to be elegant!"

Chi Miao: "I suggest you be strong."

You're not Rong Xuanji, who can just say, "Your strength is here."

The scene changed.

The group of children reappeared unharmed once again.

They pointed at Yu Wuxin and cursed, "Monster!"

Yu Wuxin: "..."

Chi Miao: "Look, isn't it elegant? Did people call you elegant? Or are you actually just a particularly shameless little boy who enjoys being insulted?"

Yu Wuxin paused, then suddenly clenched her fist.

He knew that his strength was always the weakest among them, and that he often couldn't do anything about the others.

If he were even stronger...

Yu Wuxin: "I...can you try to persuade me?"

Give me a way out, sister.

Chi Miao rolled her eyes and said dismissively, "Let me give you some advice."

Yu Wuxin rallied: "Alright! Since you've begged me so sincerely, I'll give it a try!"

Chi Miao's lips parted slightly: "Are you crazy?!"

Where did she sincerely beg?

Are all the geniuses in your cultivation world mentally ill?

Yu Wuxin took a deep breath.

He closed his eyes and began to stroke his instrument again.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

The zither seemed to sense his voice, and its body flickered slightly.

He began to recall the most awful, the most torturous, the most terrifying sounds he had ever heard in his life!

Yu Wuxin's aura changed, even his eyes became more determined, and with a few breaths, he began to pluck the strings of his zither.

"Clang! C ...

"Clang! Clang clang clang!"

Chi Miao looked at Yu Wuxin with a shocked expression.

You're not family, yet you plagiarized her idea?!

While Chi Miao was still in shock

She felt a faint aura emanating from Yu Wuxin and entering her body.

What... what is this?!

—Author's Note—

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