Chapter 100: They Will Not Let Shen Liqian Down!
Two Konghous, their melodies intense, and two Phoenixes, facing off against each other.
Shen Liqian’s eyebrows were lowered, her fingers struggling to pluck the long strings, as if caressing sharp blades. The long strings cut her, leaving trails of blood, dripping with fresh blood.
Yi Qi Huang, however, continued to play her melody with a serene expression, completely disregarding Shen Liqian’s cacophony.
On the other side, Ming Zhaoshuang and the others naturally saw this scene, understanding that Shen Liqian was fighting for them, and would fight Yi Qi Huang to the very end for them.
But that was Yi Qi Huang!
Yi Qi Huang, who had lived for thirteen thousand years, second only to Feng He Du Xian among the Five Sages!
Yi Qi Huang, who had stood at the pinnacle of musical sound for tens of thousands of years!
Shen Liqian could not defeat her, neither in cultivation nor in musical skill, it was impossible to defeat her.
Yet, she still chose to compete with her in the path of musical sound, solely to break the formation and allow her recognized friends to escape the harm of the melodies and pass the trial smoothly!
Blood dripped along the long strings to the tip of the Phoenix’s tail, blooming into a spray of blood.
Shocking.
Yi Qi Huang suddenly raised her eyes, and her autumn-water eyes, exactly like Shen Liqian’s, curved gently, as if acknowledging Shen Liqian’s musical skill and actions.
She shook her head and said to Shen Liqian, “It’s useless, you can’t defeat me, nor can you possibly win against me in this confrontation. If you continue like this, your hands will be ruined.”
For a Music Cultivator, the importance of their hands was evident.
Shen Liqian bit her lip, her lungs and chest bones continuously vibrating from the backlash of the music, emitting clear cracking sounds. Yet her fingers were still struggling to touch the strings, unwilling to retreat another step.
Seeing her like this, Yi Qi Huang’s eyes filled with admiration.
And a hint of pity.
Yi Qi Huang raised her hand again, but abruptly changed the melody. High-pitched, sharp phoenix cries surged towards Shen Liqian, knocking her and Su Nu Chou to the ground.
Shen Liqian coughed several times, blood surging from her throat to her lips and teeth.
Dust splashed onto her face, covering it in dirt.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s qi and blood had already surged due to Shen Liqian’s injury, and seeing her in such a disheveled state, the string in her mind called ‘reason’ snapped. Fushuang, under her will, attacked Yi Qi Huang!
Yi Qi Huang waved her sleeve, seemingly not noticing Fushuang’s attack.
But in the next moment, Ming Zhaoshuang and Fushuang were struck multiple times by sound blades and were swept back onto the reefs in one breath.
The System screamed in her ear, “Host! Can you be more careful! Even if I can keep you alive, don’t play like this!!! I’m really impressed, don’t you know Yi Qi Huang can be heavy-handed or light-handed! If you can pass the trial, then pass it, stop thinking about breaking the formation with her!”
The System had truly gone mad. Even with a cheat, Ming Zhaoshuang shouldn’t be squandering it like this.
Some formations can be broken, and some formations cannot be broken and should not be broken!
Although she had initially reminded Ming Zhaoshuang that higher risks in the Cultivation World brought greater rewards, and to push herself to the limit as long as she didn’t die, she hadn’t expected Ming Zhaoshuang to actually dare!
To confront Yi Qi Huang head-on, wouldn’t that only lead to one dead end or another?
Ming Zhaoshuang vomited a mouthful of blood, feeling that even though the System was incessantly scolding her, the healing spiritual flow within her body had not slowed down at all.
Perhaps out of desperation, she smiled, the fresh blood on her face almost sketching beautiful flowers.
Then everyone saw Ming Zhaoshuang decisively cut off a corner of her robe, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into her ears.
Then, leaning on Fushuang and the Music Saint, she walked towards Yi Qi Huang and Shen Liqian in the center of the pavilion, leaving bloody footprints at each step.
It was then that the youngsters remembered that there was indeed another way to evade sound kills, which was to simply not hear.
If they couldn’t hear, naturally no musical notes would come their way.
But to completely not hear, one would have to deafen themselves. If they only plugged their ears, although it would diminish the music, it would not make the music stay away from them, and they would still be attacked by the Music Saint.
This would also cause their hearing to become blurry, making them unable to dodge sound blades, leading to being knocked down more often, so almost no one would choose this self-defeating method.
But Ming Zhaoshuang was different.
She was completely ignorant of music from the start. The only reason she could move forward before was by relying on the Azure Hidden Cloak forged by Ou Ziye; she had never considered evading damage by judging the musical sound.
Therefore, relying on such a shortcut, Ming Zhaoshuang actually surpassed Ming Chenxing again, surpassed Fei Changxiu, and was even able to keep pace with Qin Feilong.
Ming Zhaoshuang continued to walk forward, but the sound blades had become so powerful that she couldn’t advance even with the Azure Hidden Cloak.
Pain, so much pain.
That was the sound kill of the Number One Person in the Way of Music for tens of thousands of years; how many people could endure it?
The System reminded her, “Stop here. Anyway, even if you fail the trial, you won’t die. Moving forward like this is meaningless.”
After all, even if she passed the trial, she couldn’t defeat Yi Qi Huang.
And there was no reward for passing the trial, nor for failing it. Ming Zhaoshuang had no need to endure such suffering.
But Ming Zhaoshuang took another step forward and said, “You’re wrong. Precisely because we won’t die, we must move forward. Qianqian wants to break the formation, I at least can’t let her be alone.”
She knew she had no ability to resist Yi Qi Huang, not even the right to hold a sword.
But at least, she shouldn’t let the young girls who were expecting them go forward alone.
Within the pavilion, Shen Liqian’s hair was disheveled, her usually exquisite features now marred and dirty by Yi Qi Huang’s music. Yet her bright eyes still revealed an unbreakable resolve, like the smallest, clearest spring water in the forest, attempting to pierce through the stones with its meager power.
She raised her hands to touch the strings again and again, only to be knocked to the ground by Yi Qi Huang each time.
Her long, jade-like fingers were now bloodied, showing no sign of their original appearance. Only through the blurred flesh could a bit of white bone be seen.
She was persevering, so that the youngsters could pass the trial.
Ming Zhaoshuang fell to the ground again. This time, even with Fushuang supporting her, she couldn’t stand up.
The bones inside her were shattered.
Severely shattered, broken into bone fragments. Even if she used all her spiritual power, she couldn’t support herself to move forward.
And she was still thirty meters away from the pavilion.
The System was extremely anxious and said, “There’s really no need for this. Shen Liqian chose to break the formation to make things easier for you all. Doing this will only make her more distressed! Haven’t you considered that no matter how much effort you put in, it will be useless, and you might still fail the trial in the end!”
“So what if I fail the trial?”
Ming Zhaoshuang smiled again. Blood completely covered her lips and teeth, but it couldn’t conceal the arrogance and wildness in her eyes.
“Even if we fail, at least we can tell Shen Liqian that we did not fail her expectations.”
Shen Liqian was trying hard, and they were also trying hard. They would not fail Shen Liqian’s expectations.
Ming Zhaoshuang extended a bloody hand and tightly gripped a nearby pebble.
Even if she had to crawl,
She would crawl to Shen Liqian’s side!
