My Master Knows It All

1176: 297_6 1176: 297_6 I admit, I cannot do this with all the towers, but, but, for the two towers that require playing the zither, I likewise do not need to listen for too long, I can play directly, resonating with the musical rhythm in the tower.

The skills of that guy in musical rhythm are indeed very high, and moreover, he must be proficient in all musical instruments to achieve this.

So, what I am saying is we each use our own most proficient instruments.

I believe, during the Reversal Mini Epoch Period, no one can surpass my zither music.”

“Since Qu Wu believes so much in me, that’s naturally the best.”

Zhui Hun Demon heard this, quickly took out three precious towers from the Qiankun Bag and displayed them, then put them away.

Their precious towers were also displayed, indicating they had enough towers.

Under normal circumstances, they should find a mediator, but given the current situation, how could they possibly find a mediator.

Zhui Hun Demon is from the Demonic Sect, and Immortal Bi Yue’s Dragon Chant Sect is a Grand Righteous Sect, whether they find someone from the Grand Righteous Sect or from the Demonic Sect as a mediator, they wouldn’t be at ease.

Finally, a Loose Cultivator…

Which Loose Cultivator would dare to be this mediator.

So both sides merely displayed their items, then put away their possessions.

As for reneging on a deal, since Immortal Bi Yue’s sect is a Great Teaching, for the sake of their sect’s reputation, Bi Yue would not renege on a deal.

Although Zhui Hun Demon is from the Demonic Sect, the Demonic Sect is also a Great Teaching, they too care about their reputation.

The surrounding crowd, seeing that the two were about to challenge each other in musical prowess, each stepped back, giving Cao Zhen and Qu Wu space.

And Qu Wu quickly took out an Ancient Zither.

And Cao Zhen also brought out the Divine Weapon [Zhu] given to him by Bi Yue, using his most proficient instrument; naturally, he would use the Zhu for this battle, especially since this involved six precious towers, he certainly did not want to lose.

Around them, many people saw this strange instrument and were momentarily stunned.

“What is this instrument?”

“Such a strange instrument.”

“This seems to be a Zhu, right?”

“Zhu?” Qu Wu saw Cao Zhen’s instrument and was slightly surprised, this instrument was indeed quite uncommon, even he recognized the Zhu but did not know how to play it.

However, if it is a Zhu, his chances of winning were even higher.

Qu Wu looks towards Cao Zhen and loudly says, “Each of us is using different instruments, and naturally, the pieces we are good at are different; for fairness, we shall each play the piece we are most proficient at.

As for victory or defeat, it is simple: whoever cannot continue playing and interrupts their performance will naturally be the loser; this is the fairest way to challenge each other, what do you think?”

Indeed, what he said appeared to be the fairest, but in the Eastern Province, the zither is the most mainstream instrument, and there are countless scores for it.

But a Zhu?

In the entire Eastern Province, there are not many people proficient in playing the Zhu, how many scores suitable for the Zhu could there be?

This rule seemed fair, but actually, it gave him an advantage.

Although he was extremely confident in himself, if he could have a greater assurance of winning, that would naturally be better.

“Since you say so, then let’s do as you propose,” Cao Zhen thought to himself with a chuckle, this would be best; if he had to perform Eastern Province’s music which he was unfamiliar with, he would have to familiarize himself with it beforehand.

Being able to perform whatever he wanted was much more convenient.

Ever since Cao Zhen brought out the Zhu, Immortal Bi Yue slightly closed her eyes, a look of readiness to enjoy appeared on her face; she had heard Cao Zhen play the Zhu with all his might before, and she believed that not just during the Reversal Mini Epoch Period, but even after it ends, no one in the entire Eastern Province could surpass Cao Zhen in music.

The two quickly prepared, sitting opposite each other.

Neither of them spoke, and there was no referee to say start, but almost simultaneously, both raised their hands, one playing the zither, the other playing the Zhu.

Suddenly, two different sounds emitted.

Among them, Qu Wu played a sound filled with grandeur and vigor, a victorious tune, which is a very famous piece in the Eastern Province.

While the sound from Cao Zhen’s Zhu was mournful and intense.

Both were top musical experts; even though they played different instruments and different pieces, the audience still found it incredibly captivating.

But, in the next moment, in the air, waves of mournful, majestic, and heroic air spread, dominating this area, completely suppressing Qu Wu’s tune of triumph.

Around them, whether people understood musical rhythm or not, were uncontrollably affected, filled with heavy and tragic emotions inside each person.

In their minds, numerous tragic scenes emerged; above this ruin, the air seemed increasingly oppressive and heavy.

Gradually, even some people were uncontrollably shedding tears.

Across from Cao Zhen, a bead of sweat appeared on Qu Wu’s face.

He did not know what tune Cao Zhen was playing; he had never heard such a tune before, but playing simultaneously with Cao Zhen, he felt his rhythm starting to falter; he was clearly playing a triumphant piece, but at this moment, uncontrollable tragic scenes started to emerge in his mind.

A scene beside a river, where it seemed someone was about to assassinate a sect leader, and he was seeing them off.

His rhythm, disrupted.

Suddenly, a bead of sweat from his forehead fell down onto the strings of the zither.

The next moment, the string he was playing snapped!

His playing abruptly stopped.

He lost, to think he had just started playing and so quickly lost to Cao Zhen!

He couldn’t understand, why Cao Zhen could possess such musical prowess!

Musical rhythm requires talent, and likewise time to accumulate.

And to reach the peak of the Golden Core Stage, achieving Perfect Completion Golden Core, how long could one’s lifespan be?

Cao Zhen’s mastery in musical rhythm, that kind of sound, not achievable without tens of thousands of years of hard practice!

What’s up with this youngster!

Qu Wu had already lost, but Cao Zhen did not stop; this was not the first time he played this tune, but when he began to play this piece amidst these ruins, he involuntarily immersed himself in it.

The sound of the Zhu spread towards all directions, permeating this area, echoing in the sky, traveling underground, reaching beneath the depths!

Under the ruins, an orange feather suddenly trembled, as if resonating with this piece!