Chapter 464 – He Yu Ming’s Life Savior

Translated by: Berrrybunz

Edited by: TN and DeAndreR

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An intoxicating and limp feeling spread inside Wen Jiang’s spirit domain....

A pretty woman appeared from thin air, smiling sweetly towards him.

Wen Jiang’s heart shuddered. That face that he had yearned for day and night, seemed to be so real and alive. His arm moved, wanting to stretch out to touch the face that had appeared in his dreams for countless of times!

Not good!

It was an illusion!

His remaining intellect allowed Wen Jiang to bite his tongue, the intense pain and taste of blood causing him to awaken. The lady in front of him transformed into smoke, and for some reason, his heart felt pain.

His face turned pale white, that strange limp feeling actually came from deep within his body!

How is that possible!

He had clearly dispelled the corroding thing from his spirit domain....

Wen Jiang raised his head to look, staring at the white figure floating at the top of the tower, as though he could ride with the wind anytime.

The white figure gradually became blurred in his eyes, the smoke that was released, once again transformed into the pretty lady, Wen Jiang’s heart shook with happiness, as the smoke from his body enveloped every corner of his spirit domain.

Such a powerful spirit domain....

That was Wen Jiang’s last thought as his pale white face exposed a happy smile.

To die in this illusion, is so good....

Magic Flute quietly watched Wen Jiang whose life was gradually slipping away. His face did not have a bit of victory or joy, the bright pair of eyes resembled the stars in the sky.

The wind swept past his face, blowing his robes. A tear drop dropped from the corner of his eye, and flew with the wind.

The seventh tune, Heart Without Worries, was a killing technique designed to kill a saint. The flute tune was like a poisonous seed, upon entering the heart of a person, planting in the perfect soil of yearning and longing in the deepest part of the heart, the poison slowly eroded the spirit domain of the user.

Finally, the completed seventh tune had appeared for the first time. Yet Magic Flute’s face was extremely calm.

That was the power of music, which was the power of the heart.

Magic Flute looked rather frustrated and disappointed, all the emotions of the heart, made the heart the softest place, and it was where it hid the most fatal poison.

He laughed at himself, why am I feeling emotional for the death of my enemy?

It truly is pretentious... luckily, that crazy Tang is not here....

As expected, the one that I cannot stand the most is that fool, huh....

Magic Flute laughed out loud, the haze in his heart dissipating. His gaze landed on Zhang Ming He, who was bitterly holding on. It was like he had malaria, suddenly cold and suddenly hot.

Heart Without Worries was specially made for combatting a saint, and was much stronger against one. A saint’s determination and resolution is generally much stronger than ordinary martial artists, and they had attained a surprising stage of self control.

However, even the strongest and most resoluted of men will have a soft spot in the heart.

And the poison of longing that was concealed in their hearts, the more it was suppressed, if erupted, would definitely be more intense. And this sort of poison would erode the saint’s spirit domain, which was another crucial point.

That was where the true power of [Heart Without Worries] was, the stronger the opponent, the stronger the effect.

Although Zhang Ming He was not weak, he was also not a saint, and did not have a spirit domain. His determination was not resolute enough, and thus the [Heart Without Worries] was not as intense on him as on Wen Jiang, and he also had the [Ruyi Dog] in his possession.

Since it was so, he could only persevere, while the others were all dead.

Suddenly, a silver claw flew out and grabbed onto the [Ruyi Dog] in Zhang Ming He’s hand. Tugging at it, the silver claw pulled the [Ruyi Dog] away from Zhang Ming he.

Ruyi Dog’s light aura erupted, but the silver claw held onto it perseveringly, no matter how it struggled, it could not get free.

Losing the protection, Zhang Ming He was not able to hold on any longer, his body fell, and he fainted. Seeing that, Magic Flute shook his head. He himself came from an aristocratic family, and knew that the disciples of aristocratic families usually had a lack of experience, thus their willpower was naturally weaker, the longing of the heart was not as intense, and that was their common pitfall.

Duan Mu looked at [Ruyi Dog] carefully. The silver claw belonged to him. Such a high grade object, it could expand his knowledge just by looking.

Chi Guang, who was at the side, looked in envy. That was how that brat actually dishonestly took so many things....

Just as everyone recovered from their shock, they all looked towards Magic Flute with reverence. Although the majority of the people did not know Wen Jiang, Wen Jiang had released his spirit domain, and that was the truth.

Saint rank, Young Master Magic Flute actually killed a saint rank!

A spirit general able to kill a saint rank....

Plenty of people witnessed the battle. As Honorable Martial Group and Cetus Constellation were slowly losing the poison war, people who were quick witted could immediately guess that Honorable Martial Group would definitely take action against Three Spirits City.

Before that, although Three Spirits City had already begun showing their worth, many people still did not look up to the small powerhouse. Until the time when Three Spirits CIty and Libra Constellations Grandmaster Association started to collaborate did Three Spirits City finally walk to the main stage. And when the connection between Three Spirits CIty and Tang Tian erupted out, it attracted even more people.

The current Three Spirits City, had no more possibility of expanding quietly.

When the fights started inside the base, it startled the spies and scouts around it. Magic Flute’s [Heart Without Worries], caused the entire city to become silly, but when the information reached the powerful scouts, it was as good as a surprising turn of events!

The melodious flute sound was filled with killing intent that was difficult to detect.

Magic Flute was actually that strong!

The scouts were all shocked as they started to reappraise Magic Flute’s strength. Every family’s evaluation was unanimous, although Magic Flute’s strength was not very profound when he was alive, as a spirit general, his strength has already far exceeded that. His current strength, should be at about 7000 on the Heaven Road List.

But....

When time quietly passed, there were no sounds of fighting inside the base. Even Wen Jiang, Zhang Ming He and the rest did not come out. All of the scouts were dumbstruck, a terrifying guess appeared in all of their heads.

All the intruders had died.

With Wen Jiang and Zhang Ming He’s strength, they believed that Three Spirits City could be easily destroyed. But to have no sound nor movements, that caused people to feel their blood run cold.

How many more secrets are there still hidden inside the base?

Tang Chou’s request to intimidate the enemies was completed beautifully, as in the entire Three Spirits City, even the thieves were eradicated. The originally fierce martial artists who paraded themselves around, were now carefully shopping and getting information with smiles on their faces.

But the discussion on Magic Flute did not stop there. When Young Master Magic Flute flew to the top of the tower alone, with his white robes fluttering in the sky, it resembled and even had the bearing of a deity in a painting, and quickly he became the dream lover of many young ladies.

And his Heart Without Worries garnered praises from various sound type grandmasters, and even more quickly became a trendy tune. Other people started playing to Heart Without Worries, the tune which was beautiful, causing them to be intoxicated with it. And all the sound type martial artists all started to attempt to comprehend the tune. Even the saints were trying, but sound type martial artists able to release a tune to kill a saint rank could be counted with one hand. To be able to use a tune to kill a saint, in the entire music history, was rarely met, and every one of them were legends.

And with Magic Flute as a spirit general, it made him become even more of a legend. People started digging into his past.

Everyone then realized, the history books that touched upon the name Magic Flute were few, and all were of a few lines, but instead it made the people want to know more about his life.

Of course, these were unrelated to Magic Flute. What made him annoyed was that everyday at the base’s entrance, there would be a flock of pretty ladies shouting to the base.

“Young Master Magic Flute! I Want to marry you!”

“Young Master Magic Flute! Please take me in as your disciple!”

......

Magic Flute sat quietly with a calm look on his face. Tang Chou walked past him, and coincidentally heard the ladies outside shouting: “Young master, young master! I love you!”

Tang Chou stopped in his tracks, glanced at the door, then retracted his eyes, and muttered: “Such a pity, humans and ghosts walk different paths!”

Magic Flute’s cheek twitched,

Tang Chou shook his sleeves and left. Seeing Tang Chou’s back view, Magic Flute almost threw the bronze flute in his hand at Tang Chou’s head.

Young master was famous!

But at the moment, everyone’s focus in the base was fixated on the war at Ursa Major Constellation.

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He Yu Ming was going crazy, Why me? Why are you staring at me? The zither wasn’t mine, don’t tell me you like zithers?

The whirlpool sword storm behind him released a terrifying hiss that caused the hair on people’s back to stand. Everything that it passed, sand or rocks, were all smashed.

He Yu Ming personally witnessed a 300m tall mountain, smashed instantly into pieces, the rocks flew down like rain behind him, hitting onto his back, causing pain. The speed of the whirlpool sword storm did not drop at all...

Are there any saints that have been in such a situation before? In any case, I am a saint. He Yu Ming was feeling pain and hatred at himself, why did I train in sword techniques? Why did I not become a saint through the bestowal of light body techniques?

Someone save me....

Suddenly, He Yu Ming’s heart jumped, there were many people in front of him. His eyes lit up, his face exposing happiness!

Heavens, you finally have opened your eyes! Heaven, you can’t take it anymore!

It was as if He Yu Ming was on drugs, he frantically rushed towards the group of people.

The White Whale army was advancing quickly, by their sides were Black Whale Army and Blue Whale army protecting their sides. Fu Yan’s troops were at the front, he had complete confidence of his skills, and was not even afraid of saints.

The army had a large King Kong Wall activated, the entire army was protected against poison.

“Ordering the three armies, prepare to increase speed!” Fu Yan shouted loudly: “We need to increase our speed and reach Bear Egg earlier. Only by occupying the Bear Egg and destroying Tang Tian, can we truly earn the victory!”

Thinking about the few weeks of quagmire faced by the army, he still had some lingering fears. He never ever wanted to face such a battle anymore. Even when thinking about it now, he still felt sullen.

Most importantly, they were short on time. The longer they dragged, the smaller their advantage became.

But, Fu Yan did not relax at all, and the three armies continued to advance, maintaining their prudence. The Lupus Army that could appear and disappear unpredictably, and the other Plateau Army, seemed to have disappeared into thin air. That did not make Fu Yan and his army relax, but instead increased the pressure on them, the exhaustion of physical strength becoming larger unknowingly.

Suddenly, Fu Yan Bellowed: “STOP!”

The three armies stopped abruptly, exposing cautious looks.

Fu Yan’s face congealed, he seemed to have heard of some strange sounds. Is that the sound of cavalries? No, it is not!

What is that sound?