Ding! Ding! Ding Dong! Dong! Dong!
From a musical perspective, “Miserable World” was an extremely majestic piece. At the very least, when Gu Hai heard this music, it felt like a first-class symphony on Earth.
This was the first time Gu Hai heard one guqin bringing out such grand and majestic music.
The guqin can be this majestic?
The zither music surged, feeling incredibly majestic. However, this music contained a boundless sorrow as if the world had abandoned one, torturing one, both physically and mentally.
The five senses deteriorated slowly.
The darkening sky was not due to dark clouds covering the sky or night arriving, but one’s vision deteriorating slowly, disappearing.
Going blind? One would become blind from this artistic conception?
“What should I do? I cannot go blind! I can’t be blind! No!”
“Someone save me from this artistic conception. I don’t want to be entangled with this artistic conception forever! Someone help me! Ah!”
“I’m blind! What should I do in the future? Will I be blind forever?”
Countless cultivators shouted in horror.
The blinder one was, the darker the sky became. This induced great fear; countless cultivators instantly trembled.
A mob of cultivators rushed to the World’s Best Zither Pavilion, wanting to stop the zither music.
However, Fairy Waner seemed to have vanished into the fog.
“Where are you? Demon woman, where are you? Come out!” the surrounding cultivators shouted miserably.
The cultivators grew increasingly blinder, which made it harder for them to search.
“Miserable World” continued playing.
Sight? No, that was just the beginning. One’s sense of smell, touch, taste, even hearing—all five senses—deteriorated gradually.
Master zitherists could afford to lose the other four senses. However, how were they to play the zither if they could not hear? Was this the end of their music Dao?
Horror spread and fear appeared.
Countless master zitherists sat down cross-legged and hugged their guqins as they played their guqins.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Artistic conceptions appeared as the master zitherists did their best to counter the loss of the five senses resulting from “Miserable World.” However, these master zitherists’ artistic conceptions lasted only a moment before the grand, majestic artistic conception of “Miserable World” smashed them to pieces.
“World’s Best Zither Pavilion! Between the two of us, neither can live while the other survives!”
“No! Demon woman! Quickly stop! World’s Best Zither Pavilion, quickly stop!”
“My goodness! My hearing is weakening. I’m going deaf! I’m going deaf! How am I going to play the zither in the future?!”
Miserable cries rang out endlessly.
Due to the heavenly zither, the music spread throughout the city.
Some cultivators soared into the sky, trying to destroy the heavenly zither.
However, the closer they got to the heavenly zither, the more intense the effects of “Miserable World.”
“Ah!”
The cultivators who soared into the sky immediately lost their five senses and fell.
Countless master zitherists crumbled mentally, and countless cultivators despaired.
“Miserable World” constructed an extremely miserable world in Silver Moon City.
In a small courtyard near the World’s Best Zither Pavilion:
Sima Changkong gently strummed his guqin.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
When Sima Changkong strummed his guqin, music surrounded him, resolving the situation caused by the artistic conception of “Miserable World.”
Sima Changkong played his guqin, smiling coldly as he looked in World’s Best Zither Pavilion’s direction.
“Demonic woman, oh, demonic woman. ‘Miserable World It is incredible. Are you trying to declare war on the Silver Moon Mountain Manor’s manor lord? Haha! World’s Best Zither Pavilion, this demonic woman has pulled you into deep trouble this time,” Sima Changkong sneered.
Sima Changkong remained seated in the courtyard, only plucking the zither strings to ensure the safety of his subordinates and himself. However, he did not think of helping others.
This calamity was too great, affecting the entire city.
A huge commotion already broke out in the World’s Best Zither Pavilion. Countless cultivators rushed in, smashing the instruments there as they tried to stop the music.
Lu An and Jiang Tianyi were both dumbfounded.
“It’s too much. This is too much! It’s over. The World’s Best Zither Pavilion is finished!” Jiang Tianyi said with an unsightly expression.
“What is Fairy Waner doing? What is she trying to do? Stop her!” Lu An said extremely anxiously.
“We can’t find her. Young Master An, Fairy Waner vanished!”
“Search for her!”
“What? I can’t hear you!”
“Find her! Find that bitch! My eyes! I’m going blind!”
“What? Speak louder! I can’t hear you!”
This calamity continued to spread.
In This Street’s Best Zither Pavilion:
As Gu Hai’s five senses started to deteriorate, he also felt anxious.
Suddenly, the Heaven Suppressing Divine Imperial Seal trembled in his forehead space.
Boom!
A loud sound rang in Gu Hai’s mind. When the Heaven Suppressing Divine Imperial Seal trembled, it instantly drove out the aura of the artistic conception in his body.
Gu Hai’s vision and hearing instantly returned to normal.
As Gu Hai stood on the deck, he looked around. The streets were already in turmoil as countless cultivators slowly turning blind and deaf went crazy.
“Division Master Gu, quickly play the piano! Hurry! Ah! Ah! Ah!” Mu Chenfeng, who was already blind, shouted in horror.
Long Wanqing grabbed hold of Gu Hai.
“Gu Hai, I can’t go blind. I have not taken revenge for my mother yet. If I go blind, no one will take care of my younger sister. Sob! Sob! Sob! Gu Hai, what should I do if I go deaf? Play the Canon! Play the Canon! Help me chase away this artistic conception!” Long Wanqing grabbed Gu Hai, showing a helpless expression as tears flowed out, looking extremely sorrowful.
“Play the piano? However, I can only play the piece without any artistic conception. I can’t help you to get rid of the intrusion of the artistic conception,” Gu Hai argued anxiously.
“Huh? Division Master Gu, what did you say? I can’t hear clearly!” Mu Chenfeng said anxiously.
“Gu Hai, hurry! Please hurry, alright? Hurry!” Long Wanqing clung to Gu Hai, her mind falling into chaos.
After losing one’s five senses, one’s life would be over.
Great sorrow spread in the hearts of one hundred million people.
Gu Hai also felt anxious as he held Long Wanqing. He looked at the other side, seeing countless cultivators rushing to the World’s Best Zither Pavilion. However, Fairy Waner had already vanished into the surrounding fog, leaving only that surging zither music.
Gu Hai frowned slightly.
“Hurry! Gu Hai, I beg you!” Long Wanqing clutched Gu Hai, crying incredibly sorrowfully.
“Alright. I’ll try. However, I don’t know if it will work.” Gu Hai smiled bitterly and walked slowly to the piano in front.
Gu Hai sat down.
Although Long Wanqing could not see, she sensed Gu Hai sitting at the piano. Not daring to interrupt him, she merely sat at the side and waited in horror and anxiety.
On the other side, Fairy Waner could see Gu Hai from within the fog.
When Fairy Waner saw Gu Hai sit down before the piano, she revealed a faint smile as she played “Miserable World.” “Playing the piano? No matter how good the piece is, a piano without any artistic conception is useless. You are not my match. My opponent is the Silver Moon Mountain Manor’s manor lord!”
Fairy Waner turned her head and ignored Gu Hai. Instead, she looked into the distance towards Silver Moon Mountain Manor.
At this moment, a similar scene of horror and misery was taking place outside the Silver Moon Mountain Manor.
“The World’s Best Zither Pavilion? I curse your ancestors!”
“My ears! I’m going deaf soon! I’m going deaf soon. Save me!”
“Manor Lord, save me! Manor Lord! Our five senses are deteriorating! Manor Lord, please save us!”
“Manor Lord, the artistic conception of ‘Miserable World’ is too ferocious. We cannot block it at all. Manor Lord, save us!”
The miserable scene happened here as well.
The various master zitherists were midway through their tests when they suddenly suffered this horrifying calamity.
These master zitherists quickly used their guqins to block this artistic conception. However, Fairy Waner’s artistic conception was too strong, shattering their efforts and artistic conceptions as easily as dry branches.
Only the artistic conception of “Miserable World” remained.
In the Silver Moon Mountain Manor:
Countless disciples felt incredibly anxious at this moment. They quickly gathered in a plaza in the mountain manor.
Under Yun Mo’s lead, everyone played a piece. Everyone’s artistic conception merged and blocked that of “Miserable World.”
“Miserable World” was like a ferocious ocean sweeping over.
Yun Mo and the Silver Moon Mountain Manor disciples used their artistic conception to block that of “Miserable World.” However, they were like a small boat on a vast raging ocean, an extremely dangerous situation—they nearly capsized several times in the waves.
All of them showed incredibly unsightly expressions, feeling incredibly agitated.
“Manor Lord, we cannot last much longer. This ‘Miserable World’ is too horrifying. Manor Lord, what should we do? What should we do?!” Yun Mo yelled anxiously.
In a small pavilion nearby, the manor lord continued to wipe his guqin gently.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, where the zither’s sound waves surged over.
While this sound wave affected others, it did not seem to impact the manor lord at all.
Dark clouds slowly accumulated in the sky.
As the artistic conception of “Miserable World” strengthened, the sorrowful emotions increased. Dark clouds slowly covered the sky like a sorrowful aura gathering.
The longer the zither played, the thicker the dark clouds became. These were dark clouds made of artistic conception, looking like a sorrowful fate pressing down. It pressed down on everyone’s heart, pressing down the sky of the entire Silver Moon City.
“Miserable World Is this targeted at me? Haha! Her disciple? What a talented disciple! ‘Miserable World’ breaks off the five senses, which is even more terrifying than physically killing one. Misery, what an excellent ‘Miserable World The manor lord smiled as he looked at the roiling dark clouds in the sky.
“Manor Lord! We can’t hold on for much longer. Manor Lord, please make a move!” Yun Mo called out anxiously from behind.
The manor lord looked into the distance at Fairy Waner, who was in the World’s Best Zither Pavilion.
Fairy Waner also looked at the Silver Moon Mountain Manor across the great distance.
It looked like two powerful experts meeting gazes from afar in a fight to the death.
As Fairy Waner played, she showed a cold smile as though waiting for the manor lord to make his move.
The manor lord laid his guqin flat and gently placed his hands on the zither strings, preparing to play.
Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of a piano suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was like a sword that suddenly appeared from the sky, instantly falling between two experts in the middle of a duel.
