Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 579: To Discuss the Dao, There Are Others From the Heavenly Palace
A wager?
Everyone's heart sank. They all knew that the so-called emperor would not let them leave just like that.
Cultivator Junjun said carefully, “May I know what kind of bet you want to make?”
“I am a cultivator, and I always prioritize discussing Dao, I want to compete with you in Dao!”
The Emperor smiled as he looked at everyone, his eyes thought and he continued, “You don't need to worry, since this is a discussion about the Dao, I won't use my strength to suppress you, nor will I bully you with my words. Merely, I wonder if any of you are confident enough in your Dao? Do you dare to take this bet? ”
Discussing the Dao relied on understanding the opponent's weakness or even creating a weakness in his heart, causing the opponent to lose his spirit and be crushed!
Beside him, Elder Taishang suddenly shouted a warning, “He is the String Master, and the best at discussing the Dao, don't bet against him!”
The whip!
The man at the emperor's side raised his hand again, and the whip was as fast as the wind, practically invisible. It hit Elder Taishang's back, causing him to fall to the ground, another wound appearing on his body as his skin split apart.
After which, the whip elongated and tied the older one, lifting it up into the air as it tied it tightly.
“Stop!”
The Celestial Emperor shouted, looking at Elder Taishang with reddened eyes.
Previously, they controlled Eldritch together. They would conspire with each other occasionally, but they were still bound together from the same origin.
So, when they saw the elder being bullied, they could not help feeling sad and angry.
Qin Zhongshan and Bei Chen who were following the two exclaimed when they heard the name of their opponent, “Master String?!”
The Celestial Emperor said with a heavy expression, “Who is he?”
“He is a very powerful God who wanders in Chaos.”
Qin Zhongshan felt an extremely strong pressure, and he said softly, “I heard that he enjoys the Dao, and can play masterpieces with just one hand. He learned from thousands of worlds, and was able to seize the hearts of others, causing them to lose faith in their Dao! So, he was happy to look for a strong opponent in Chaos, and by discussing the Dao, the Heavenly Realm God that had fallen on him were more in number than my finger could count!”
He was someone who loved to fight, and was quite famous in Chaos.
The fact that someone like that was still healthy and alive was enough to prove his strength. Even within the Heavenly Realm, he would be considered strong!
Hearing the news, the hearts of the crowd drowned.
Cultivator Junjun said in a low voice, “What do we bet?”
The Emperor said, “If I win, the Heavenly Palace will work for me, become my slave!”
Nuwa said, “Then what if we win?”
“You can't win.” The Emperor shook his head, arrogant to his limits.
Cultivator Junjun said, “Without anyone at stake, this bet will not apply!”
The Emperor looked at Elder Taishang. “If you win, I will return this person to you.”
The Elder's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fury. He wanted to say something, but being tied up by the whip made it difficult.
Using it instead of the entire Heavenly Palace was an unbalanced bet, it was too unfair!
Nuwa immediately said, “That's not fair!”
“Adil?”
The Emperor smiled and sneered, “Are you still sleeping? You really talked to me about being fair? ”
“This is a world of strong people. My bet with you offers you a chance. Not only do you not appreciate it, you try to talk to me about justice? Funny, you have no choice at all!”
The crowd could not help but clench their hands tightly, anger was visible on their faces, but they felt a deep sense of helplessness.
The emperor was right, they had no choice.
It is the fate of the weak.
Cultivator Junjun exchanged glances with Nuwa, saying coldly, “We ... will bet!”
“Do not, do!”
The elder looked at them with reddened eyes, he wanted to cry.
After spending so much time by the emperor's side, he knew how powerful the emperor was. The moment he played a song, it was enough to drown heaven and earth, interfering with all laws without anyone being able to resist.
The most terrifying example was when he witnessed the emperor's zither removing the Dao from the small world, and even taking their way to heaven!
How could Cultivator Junjun and the others survive?
To save her, he stared as they stepped right into the trap. That feeling made him despair, at the same time, feeling everyone's worry, he was deeply moved.
“As long as any of you can survive with one song from me, you will win.”
The emperor smiled, touching the zither in front of him as he silently looked into the crowd. “So...who's first?”
“I'm coming!”
Nuwa took a deep breath and stepped forward with a serious expression on her face. After which, he sat down cross-legged and made his preparations.
He raised his hand, and the Lotus Lantern slowly flew out, floating above his head. Rays of light shot out from the lantern, enveloping Nuwa and calming her heart.
After which, Nuwa closed her eyes, and Insights began to flow out from her body, twisting the space around her, causing colorful light to surround Nuwa, covering her entire body.
Discussing the Dao was something that came from the bottom of his heart, so he had confidence.
After all, interacting with an expert and picking up something, he was much more familiar with the Dao than ordinary cultivators. Furthermore, listening to experts play the zither, playing chess expertly, or even eating expert food, were all things that increased one's understanding of the Dao.
It was quite cheating, and enough for them to look down on the other cultivators.
“Attracting.”
The Emperor raised his eyebrows, and stopped talking as he gently flicked his zither strings.
The twang!
The music appeared, and turned into a gentle breeze that blew right at Nuwa, touching the surrounding light and disappearing.
Everyone widened their eyes and looked on nervously.
Discussing the Dao may not be as flashy as fighting, but the danger involved is actually greater than fighting.
Their insights may be shattered, and they will then get lost. Many may even begin to question their own lives, and are unable to recover, turning into cripples.
The twang! The twang! The twang!
The emperor's hand quickly played the zither, and the music began to rise in panic. In the blink of an eye, a gentle breeze turned into a storm, heading right at Nuwa.
And finally, it turned into a tornado, surrounding Nuwa. The crowd could see the violent wind generated by the tornado.
Through the wind, they could see the lamp in the middle still burning.
“It ‘Ambush!’
Although it was only the beginning, they were naturally familiar with it. When they recognized the song that was being played, their faces reddened in anger.
Hong glared at the emperor, saying sadly, “Tercela!”
It was a song that experts had given them, and contained a very high level of insight. For someone who developed music, it was an incredible blessing.
And now, not only was the song stolen, it was also used against them. It makes them feel like flies, and they feel disgusted.
The twang!
The tornadoes around Nuwa started getting more and more intense, as if countless soldiers were attacking him. Weapons and horses, the qi that swallowed the river, all fell on Nuwa, shouting at her.
At that moment, Nuwa looked like a weak girl, lost on the battlefield alone, weak, pitiful and helpless.
And what he was facing was countless soldiers, surging towards him like waves, almost swallowing his entire body!
He could not help but take a step back.
That one move caused his Dao to waver, and he suddenly spewed blood, his spirit greatly affected.
The Emperor said, “Not bad, you managed to last so long.”
Those casual words caused a feeling of disgust within everyone.
Bai Chen sighed and said, “Too difficult to defeat Master String.”
Qin Zhongshan nodded. “In Chaos, his movements are erratic and uncertain, but the moment he sees you, anyone will end up with a headache.”
The people from the Heavenly Palace did not understand, but they had heard of the String Master before. Even their sect ancestors were unwilling to face the Rope Leader, let alone themselves.
Master String said, “Who's next?”
“I'll do it.”
The Junjun cultivator walked forward, his robe fluttering and his expression solemn. With a wave of his hand, a drum appeared.
He was planning on using drums to dampen the zither!
The String Master didn't say anything about it, and immediately started playing his zither.
Bam bam.
The Junjun cultivator did not bother with words, and immediately started hitting the drums in a hurry.
His voice came without any rhythm.
Unlike Nuwa, the Junjun Cultivator was planning to use the attack as a defense!
Back then, he used the sound of drums to transmit his Dao, fighting the String Master and trying to disrupt the rhythm of the String Master.
Two different sounds intertwined in the air, colliding with each other, causing the air to ripple like a fierce lake.
Cultivator Junjun lowered his gaze, his expression unchanged. In his mind, the scene of Li Nianfan giving him a disc and watching the endless Dao appeared.
He sank within the Dao, and used the drum to release it, trying to influence the Dao Master String.
However, the music of the String Master had not changed. It was flat and deep, like a high mountain, and like a flowing river. He maintained his rhythm throughout, and very clearly, completely suppressed the sound of the drums, turning into the only sound!
“This is our song, ‘High Mountains and Flowing Water’.”
Chang’e smiled bitterly, that person is shameless!
He actually used the expertly rendered song to show off. Shameless!
“Ah!”
The body of the Junjun cultivator suddenly trembled, and he spewed blood from his mouth. His expression was pale, and his body swayed.
“Activating.”
Master String was not stingy with his praise, and said curiously, “I never expected your understanding of the Dao to be so deep, it changed my view of you.”
He then thought of the two songs he had gotten. The songs were good, the men were polite, it was truly the Area of the Gods. It must be something worth getting.
He swept his gaze around, and calmly looked towards the crowd, asking, “Who else is there?”
Crowd silent.
They are frustrated to their limits.
Qin Zhongshan and Bai Chen wanted to help, but after the previous fight, they knew they would not be able to compare as well.
Qin Zhongshan said, “I can go back and have my tattooist appear!”
Bai Chen said, “I can also invite our ancestors!”
Their ancestors were all Heavenly Realm Gods, they might actually stand a chance against a String Master!
“If only..”
The Jade Emperor said, but it was not finished.
However, everyone could guess what he wanted to say.
If that expert existed, then discussing Dao with that stupid String Master would mean nothing, that expert would casually suppress him.
Even though the Junjun and Nuwa Cultivators had lost, they still interacted with the experts before. They had sensed the Dao that experts sometimes pointed out, and they were naturally able to sense the difference.
If the expert Dao was an endless sea, then the String Master Dao was just a small trench that was about to dry up.
Merely, how could they let the expert make a move? It was just their inner thoughts.
They were useless people, they could not ask experts to help but clean up!
However, the words of the Celestial Emperor reminded Yao Mengji of something. His expression moved, and he suddenly thought.
Even though it was a little crazy, he somehow felt it was possible.
Master String stood up, looking down on everyone, “Isn't there anyone else? Then, it means you lost!”
The elder was still bound in the air, his eyes had an expression of overwhelming sadness, and he felt so uneasy that his entire body shivered.
He naturally knew that there was no one else in the Heavenly Palace. Even Hongjun Daozu lost, who else could fight?
He felt a sense of despair.
Qin Zhongshan looked at the String Master, “I am the sect leader of the Empath Sect. Give me a few days, I can invite our Elder Taishang!
“Secte Empath?”
Master String shook his head. “I'll go see the Empath Sect someday! However, this is between me and the Heavenly Palace, I will not waste time with you!”
“We still have someone!”
At that moment, Yao Mengji shouted, attracting the attention of everyone.
Master String frowned. “Oh?”
Nuwa had the same thought. “Cultivator Dao, are you referring to Manyun?”
“Stool once.” Yao Mengji nodded. “I think we can try!”
The others suddenly had a hint of hope when they recalled Qin Manyun. After all, Qin Manyun had trained under experts, and his skills had definitely improved greatly under the supervision of experts, and he definitely had a deep understanding of Dao and zither.
However, thinking about Qin Manyun's skill, they felt that it was impossible.
Although discussing Dao did not reflect skill, it still had something to do. If the difference in skill was too great, there was no hope of discussing the Dao.
However, at that moment, they seemed to have no other choice, all they could do was hope that it worked.
No matter what, he was still magical on the expert side!
With that in mind, Cultivator Junjun took the lead, and he said, “That's right, we still have someone who can discuss the Dao with you!”