Free Web NovelChapter 839: Chapter 93: Burning Sea of the Eight Tones
"Brother Jiang."
In Zheng Sheng Hall, Fan Qingqing spoke with a smile, "Your reputation in the Near Sea Archipelago is quite resounding. Everyone says you are the foremost among the young generation in Qi Country!"
"That is saying too much. With so many talented individuals in Qi, how can I deserve such praise?"
Jiang Wang responded verbally, but his mind was intertwined with the collision of inspirations, constantly interacting, entwining, and evolving.
The faint Spirit Light was rapidly evolving.
What is the True Sound?
What is the tide’s roar?
How do the eight musical tones splendidly converge? How do the Flame Sparrows cry out?
"I see you can handle it! The fierceness of that eight-clawed sea beast is unknown to others, but how can the Five Immortal Sect and the Angry Whale Gang, being so close, not know? Even Li Daorong, bearing the mother flag, had to exert great effort. I don’t know what got into him, daring to challenge you."
While Fan Qingqing made small talk, she also took the opportunity to prick at Li Daorong with her words, "But the Angry Whale Gang is also used to being arrogant, inevitably acting recklessly."
"Oh, is that so?" Jiang Wang responded noncommittally.
Fan Qingqing gave him a look, then probed further, "Speaking of which, I still don’t know who Brother Jiang’s mentor is. Some information from Linzi reaches the sea in bits and pieces, all jumbled up, all sorts of things are said. I heard... that you are the favored disciple of the murderer?"
"Where would I get such an honor?" Jiang Wang laughed lightly, continuing to make perfunctory replies, "I’ve just received some guidance."
"No wonder Brother Jiang is so formidable!" Fan Qingqing continued to flatter, "The murderer can almost be considered the foremost deity of the Eastern Region according to many, truly a prospect of becoming a True Man."
"Oh? He indeed is powerful," Jiang Wang replied noncommittally.
"His willingness to guide you, Brother Jiang, speaks volumes of your talent. Perhaps you might become another murderer in the future!"
"I dare not presume such."
Jiang Wang’s insincere responses made it difficult for Fan Qingqing to continue the conversation, even with her ability to speak facilely, "Brother Jiang seems tired, no interest in talking? Or is it that the Five Immortal Sect’s hospitality is lacking?"
"No..."
Jiang Wang simply closed his eyes right there in his seat, "This sound of the tide, it brings me enjoyment!"
He stopped talking, stopped paying attention.
At that moment, the leaping Spirit Light painted the entire picture, all emotions converged into a single sigh in his heart.
It was a sigh of satisfaction.
Inside his heart.
The Flame Sparrows rose, chirping and singing.
Their chirping divides into eight kinds, the eight musical tones.
The eight tones converged, like trickling streams coming together naturally, performing the sound of the tide in unison.
The true sound of the roaring waves.
This sound came from the Fuhai catastrophe, and also from Zheng Sheng Hall.
The eight tones together with the tide, the Flame Sparrows burning the sea.
The tide is the sound tide, the sea is a sea of fire.
The Flame Sparrows inspire the eight tones, together they create the tide.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes, a top-grade Dao Technique, Eight Tones Burning the Sea was completed.
Though it evolved only in his mind, it was a tangible success. It was just not necessary to show it in front of the Five Immortal Sect or Fan Qingqing.
The threshold for this top-grade Dao Technique was already at the Outer Building Environment. Being an originally created Dao Technique, understanding the fundamentals allowed him to use it beyond his level.
Jiang Wang did not hesitate, he immediately engraved this Dao Technique into the second Inner Mansion. As it was his own creation, there was no need to worry about proficiency. How could others, practicing it numerous times, familiarizing themselves over and over, understand it better than its creator?
Until this moment, outside of Divine Skills and Immortal Techniques, he finally had a Dao Technique of Outer Building Environment level.
In the Five Immortal Sect’s five great halls, visiting any one of them would not offer such advantages.
It was precisely Zheng Sheng Hall, precisely the true sound of the tide, precisely because Jiang Wang had once traversed the Fuhai catastrophe, and precisely because he already possessed a unique Dao Technique like the Eight Tones Flame Sparrow blending sound and attack, that he sparked this moment of Spirit Light. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Such is the serendipity of fate, none can surpass this.
But as soon as the innate spirit light appeared, it could only be captured by those who were prepared.
Fan Qingqing stood by, somewhat dazed. How had this young man changed in the blink of an eye? His eyes seemed brighter, his aura more uplifting.
Is this what it means to be a heaven-sent talent?
Does becoming stronger only require a blink of an eye?
"Elder Fan." Jiang Wang was in high spirits, actively asking, "I wonder if the method of constructing Zheng Sheng Hall can be shared abroad? I quite enjoy its sound and would like to establish a hall in Linzi!"
"We hit it off at first sight, and I should not refuse the request from young brother Jiang," Fan Qingqing sighed with difficulty, "but this involves the secrets of our sect and really cannot be disclosed."
It was unclear whether she was truly in a tough spot, or if she realized that Jiang Wang had gained some benefits in this hall and wanted to increase the price accordingly.
How valuable must something useful for a Daqi prodigy in cultivation be? How much could it be marked up from the Qi Ting?
Just thinking about it felt tempting.
But Jiang Wang immediately said, "Then let it be, a gentleman does not deprive others of their loves."
With the completion of Eight Sounds Annihilating the Sea, he actually no longer needed Zheng Sheng Hall. His question was purely for enjoyment. He indeed enjoyed the unique feeling of listening to the sound, incomparable to ordinary listening.
However, for mere enjoyment, he could not offer any price. After all, he came from a poor background, unlike Yan Fu, a rich young master born with a silver spoon, who sought only satisfaction without questioning the cost.
"Well then,"
As an elder of the Five Immortal Sect, Fan Qingqing, having lived for forty-two years, had encountered various characters but this was the first time she had met such a "heaven-sent talent."
Which prodigy didn’t consider money as mere dirt? Which prodigy didn’t seek only pleasure without caring for value? Which wasn’t about spending a fortune for a laugh?
This Jiang Wang, how could he retreat so easily when faced with a little setback?
Why don’t you just shower me with Dao Yuan Stones?
Cultivation techniques or secret techniques would also do!
She coughed painfully, "Actually, this matter... it’s not entirely non-negotiable..."
Just then, an aged voice clearly transmitted into Zheng Sheng Hall.
It interrupted Fan Qingqing’s sales pitch.
"I heard that a VIP from Linzi is visiting the sea, and I, the old lady, have come to meet them!"
This voice, within Zheng Sheng Hall, also maintained its original quality, displaying the powerful aura of its owner.
Jiang Wang immediately thought of a name—Granny Bizhu!
He had not gone to visit True Form Hall yet, but she had taken the initiative to come to Zheng Sheng Hall.
How had Granny Bizhu come knocking so soon after he had just sat down?
Was she deeply entwined with the Five Immortal Sect, or...
Jiang Wang glanced at Fan Qingqing with a knowing smile.
Somehow, Fan Qingqing felt uncomfortable under that look, as if her deepest secrets had been exposed.
This was a tough character to deal with, not to be underestimated because of his age. He was not only immensely talented but also extraordinarily powerful.
She inwardly shivered, but she stood up and hurried a few steps to the entrance of the hall, respectfully greeting, "Why has Granny honored us with her visit here?"
From the position of the temple door, an old woman with a wrinkled, round face walked in.
She was dressed plainly, like any ordinary elderly woman from a small village, except she wielded a dragon-headed cane, stepping lightly, yet with an urgency that seemed to come from nowhere.
Following her was another old woman, her hair mixed with black and white, dressed in a purple robe like the sea of clouds, apparently the sect leader of the Five Immortal Sect.
Her submitting demeanor implied that coming to Zheng Sheng Hall was not her own idea.
Elder Fan Qingqing of the Five Immortal Sect attended to them eagerly, seemingly fearful that Granny Bizhu might misunderstand. Jiang Wang also stood up very politely.
Yet, as soon as Granny Bizhu entered the hall, she waved her hand and said, "You all go attend to other matters. Let the old lady have a casual chat with this young man from Linzi."
She dared to send the upper echelons of the Five Immortal Sect out of their own hall.
