Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

That was the killing intent of the Qin Sect Master, the killing intent of the Qin Immortal.

It was faintly visible that behind her, behind the screen engraved with the ancient zither, there seemed to be one profound and wonderful zither technique after another being condensed and developed!

"Among birthday celebrations, the birthday person is the most important!"

"If it's something you bring out, this old woman won't be satisfied..."

"Please go back for now!"

This is a form of oppression.

It is also a form of coercion.

Faced with Grandma Nine Fingers' killing intent, Zuo He, one of the Eighteen Immortals of the Immortal Capital, smiled faintly, completely ignoring the terrifying pressure.

He casually spread his hands and continued:

"A gift, right? Of course!"

With a wave of his hand, the silver ring on his right finger flashed suddenly.

With a spatial tremor, what appeared from the storage ring was the congratulatory gift, which was decorated with red flowers and carefully wrapped with ribbons.

When the gift was revealed, everyone in the room stood up in unison.

Even the nine-fingered grandmother was so shocked that she stood up from the bench, her facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

surprise?

Do not!

That wasn't a surprise at all!

congratulations?

Do not!

That wasn't a congratulatory gift at all!

There was only one reason why everyone got up at the same time.

A sinister smile appeared on Zuo He's face. He narrowed his eyes and leaned casually against the congratulatory gift.

"What do you think of our gift?"

Zuo He reached out and tapped the silver casing.

The "gift" emitted a heavy buzzing sound.

That's right.

That so-called "congratulatory gift"...

Its true form is a large bell.

16. It must not be insulted or desecrated.

Send a clock.

To see someone off in their final moments!

What that big bell symbolizes is crystal clear to anyone with a brain.

Grandma Nine Fingers stared wide-eyed at Zuo He, who was smiling. Her withered, aged fingers trembled slightly, her dry lips quivered, and the loose muscles on both sides of her cheeks twitched in waves, as her surging spiritual energy gathered within her body, ready to burst forth.

Originally, the Qin Sect members thought that since Xian Du was coming as a guest, and it was the Qin Sect Master's 300th birthday, they should at least give the Qin Sect some face.

But unexpectedly, from the very beginning...

The Xiandu, led by Zuo He, had absolutely no intention of giving the Qin Sect any face!

This bell is the best proof.

Silence reigned on all sides.

The elderly elders of the Qin Sect glared angrily, slamming their palms on the qin in front of them. Their spiritual energy surged, as if they wished they could immediately unleash a million sound blades to cut Zuo He of the Immortal Capital into pieces.

However, since Grandma Nine Fingers, the head of the Qin Sect, had not yet spoken, they could not act rashly.

And so.

In the midst of an indignant silence, everyone cast their angry and resentful glances at Grandma Nine Fingers, who was dressed in a purple robe above them.

Grandma Nine Fingers' attitude determined their attitude.

"Saint Immortal Zuo He..."

Grandma Nine Fingers had a gloomy face, and her words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

"We, the Qin Sect, are afraid we cannot accept this congratulatory gift."

"Can't accept it?"

Zuo He smiled faintly, reached out and tapped the large bell beside him: "It's just a small bell. Firstly, it's not a rare treasure, and secondly, it wasn't crafted by a master craftsman. It's just an ordinary bell. How could the vast Qin Sect not be able to bear such a thing?"

"I'm an old woman, I'm getting old..."

As the icy words fell, Grandma Nine Fingers slowly sat back down on the old wooden bench, a hint of coldness creeping onto her lips.

"I'm afraid they can't stand these loud or heavy sounds."

"Clearly a member of the Qin School, yet unable to hear any sound?"

"This is something that Immortal Zuo He is unaware of."

Grandma Nine Fingers slightly raised her left index finger, and suddenly, thousands of threads descended from the sky. Accompanied by bursts of spiritual energy, a brown ancient zither that appeared from her storage ring slowly landed in front of Grandma Nine Fingers under the pull of the threads.

She raised her right hand and gently pressed her four fingers onto the thin string.

"The rhythm of these strings naturally has highs and lows, lightness and heaviness. This old woman has always preferred light and light tunes, floating and not heavy. I can't appreciate the dull and heavy sound of bells."

Zuo Hesheng narrowed his eyes, seemingly having already realized Grandma Nine Fingers' intentions. His expression suddenly turned serious, and he said coldly, "So, the Qin Sect doesn't intend to give our Immortal Capital any face?"

"Hehehe..."

Grandma Nine Fingers cast a glance at her.

Suddenly, several figures flashed over and sat down in front of the hall.

The elders of the Qin Sect lowered their heads and sat cross-legged, with an ancient zither on their laps. In the blink of an eye, spiritual energy flowed into the zither, and vaguely, the zither incantations seemed to appear above their heads.

face?

Who was the one who refused to give whom face first?

Grandma Nine Fingers' eyes were filled with murderous intent; she hadn't been this angry in a long time.

Her thin, bony fingertips formed a musical incantation, her gaze fixed on Zuo Heshengxian not far away: "Zuo Heshengxian, don't overthink it. It's just that this old woman simply doesn't like this congratulatory gift."

"If I have angered you, this old woman can apologize to you."

"However, in my life, I have never collected any treasures, nor have I learned any magical arts. To put it bluntly, I am just an old woman who can play a few tunes."

"Therefore, this old woman will play a tune today for Immortal Zuo He, and hopes that you will..."

"Do not get angry."

The character for "anger" fell.

The zither music began.

The Qin Jue, created by Emperor Wen Xuan Lei and recognized by the three thousand Great Daos of Heaven and Earth, flew in the sky above the entire Qin Sect Hall!

Several elders of the Qin School and Grandma Nine Fingers plucked the strings at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the music rose and fell, and the sound of the strings never stopped.

The air was filled with flying musical instruments, the spirit energy surged fiercely, and the sound of the zither resonated!

Zuo He narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly hardening.

The string music echoing in his ears grew more urgent and terrifying. He secretly circulated his spiritual energy, palms down, his face cold and indifferent.

At a certain moment.

hum!

The strings exploded!

Grandma Nine Fingers and the elders of the Qin Sect each plucked a string forward, and several layers of sound waves mixed with spiritual energy formed, like one invisible blade after another, slashing towards Zuo He from all directions.

As one of the Eighteen Immortal Saints, Zuo He immediately felt a chill run down his spine. He took a step back and then extended his right palm, channeling his spiritual energy, and slammed it forward with force.

With a bang, five or six sonic blades were shattered, but the sonic blades that Grandma Nine Fingers flicked out with her finger broke through Zuo He's palm strike and swept through the air with unstoppable force.

"Good timing."

Zuo He laughed loudly, and his spiritual energy began to circulate in an unprecedentedly strange way. Green smoke rose from beneath his feet, and as he stomped his front foot on the ground, he waved his hand.

A strange, indescribable aura suddenly enveloped the sonic blade that Grandma Nine Fingers had flicked out, then easily crushed it into wisps of broken spiritual energy, which were then collected back into Zuo He's sleeve.

Everyone frowned in unison—that strange way of circulating spiritual energy seemed to be the kind of thing called immortal techniques in the Immortal Capital.

When Zuo He stepped onto the Tongxian Staircase earlier, he used that unheard-of immortal technique.

"It is said that the immortal techniques of the Immortal Capital are heaven-reaching techniques, techniques permitted by the heavens, surpassing any known techniques. Seeing them today, it is indeed true to their reputation."

Grandma Nine Fingers took a deep breath. Zuo He's strange immortal technique was indeed a bit too overpowered.

She had used eighty percent of her strength in that finger strike, yet it was easily countered by the immortal technique, and the spiritual energy that should have belonged to her was absorbed by Zuo He.

trouble.

Very troublesome.

Zuo He, with his hands behind his back, maintained his arrogant demeanor, as if he were the only one worthy of respect in the world, and said with a mocking expression, "The Immortal Law is indeed worthy of its reputation, but..."

"The qin skills of your Qin Sect have somewhat disappointed me."

"Is that all you've got?" Zuo He chuckled and tapped the large bell beside him. "If that's all you've got, then this bell..."

"You have to accept it today, whether you want to or not!"

"Humph!"

Grandma Nine Fingers snorted angrily, and at that moment, she stroked the zither with both hands. As her nine fingers pressed the strings, the aura of the Great Dao suddenly surged forth!

Yes.