Volume 5 Chapter 66: Enmeshed in a Trap of One's Own Devising

Book 5: Chapter 66: Enmeshed in a Trap of One's Own Devising

"Look! It's Mister Gu's heaven-grade zither. I saw him in Heavenly Mao City. I already know that his singing sounded very nice at that time!"

"How do you know that it sounded nice?"

"Back then, there were people who heard it. There was a young beggar dancing excitedly. There was also a mute bodhisattva who felt so moved that he started speaking."

The surrounding citizens felt envious. The complexions of the five hundred music Dao cultivators possessed by the sages turned deep purple.

Those with bad tempers immediately started cursing, but most endured.

"Have you found the frequency yet?"

"No! There's no way to isolate his voice!"

"He is a heaven-grade zither? Is he really a heaven-grade zither?"

The sages glared at Ensnaring Performance. The effects of their playing had weakened significantly, and Teacher Yinyue immediately gained the upper hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Teacher Yinyue knocked back the five hundred possessed music Dao cultivators. Now, the sages found playing extremely difficult.

"How could it be like this? Sage, why is this voice so awful?" Xuan En said in horror.

"I don't know!" The sage possessing Xuan En felt incredibly furious and anxious.

"I can't take it anymore! Let me leave! Let me leave! I don't want to hear it!" Xuan En cried out, his expression changing dramatically.

"You can't move. No one can move for six hours," the sage said.

"Hurry! Someone, quickly come! Get me away from here! Someone, come quickly!" Xuan En cried out.

After all, there were other people from the Supreme Ascendant Dao participating. When Xuan En cried out, someone immediately rushed over.

"Stop!" Founding Dynasty shouted furiously.

"What are you doing?" Xuan En glared at him.

"The music Dao competition is currently underway. Everyone, remain in your position. Aside from clashing with the music Dao, you are not to interfere with others. Otherwise, you will be considered to have cheated and be disqualified. If you refuse to submit to my decision, I can execute you immediately!" Founding Dynasty shouted.

The expressions of the people who wanted to rush forward turned stiff.

Founding Dynasty represented the Qian Nation. They could not do whatever they wanted here. If he disqualified them and they insisted on doing what they wanted, the Qian Nation could instantly kill them.

"In that case, I forfeit! Let me leave!" Xuan En cried out.

Founding Dynasty sneered, "Forfeiting is your decision. Whether you leave or not is up to you. However, no one can help you. This is the grounds of the Ten Thousand Sages Convention. Without the permission of the hosts, no one is to move away. Without the permission of the hosts, no one is to touch your bodies!"

Xuan En's expression turned stiff.

The expressions of the five hundred possessed participants changed. This...I can't escape?

"Isn't it just terrible singing? Half of you, deal with Teacher Yinyue. The others, aid me in attacking that disaster with your music!" the Medical Music Sage suddenly shouted.

Founding Dynasty smiled coldly and said, "Sages, don't forget what I said. You can only use the pieces of the possessed music Dao participants from earlier. Otherwise, I will strip you of your right to make recommendations."

"Humph!" the Medical Music Sage snorted coldly.

"You want to block me with just half?" Teacher Yinyue smiled coldly.

Boom!

Suddenly, Teacher Yinyue's playing became more ferocious. The sages could not handle the many silver dragons.

"It's done! He is finally done with that song!" Seven Kills suddenly raised his eyebrows, showing a horrified expression.

Ensnaring Performance coughed twice and said, "That earlier song wasn't very good."

"How is that song just not very good? It was simply killing us!" The sages glared at Ensnaring Performance.

"Next is my hallmark song! I'll sing 'Little Radish' ten times first. Cough Cough!" Ensnaring Performance started singing with deep emotion.

When Ensnaring Performance sang, the sages who found 'The Blind Sages' terrible suddenly realized that it actually had been pretty nice. That was a very moving song; why did we disdain it earlier?

"Little Radish" was more than ten times worse than "The Blind Sages."

"Don't sing anymore! Go back to 'The Blind Sages'!"

"Indeed. Sing 'The Blind Sages'!"

"I am that blind sage. That was a pretty nice song!"

"I want to hear the song from earlier! No...!"

The five hundred possessed participants clamored, their mentality crumbling.

They looked like they were about to cry, confusing the surrounding spectators.

"What's going on with them?"

"Is it really that nice? They are moved to tears from hearing it."

"How is it nice? Aren't they insulting Ensnaring Performance, saying that he is a terrible singer, that his singing is awful?"

"What do you know? That's because he is an opponent. They need to make him look bad. Listen to what they are shouting. They are crying while wanting to hear 'The Blind Sages' again."

"'The Blind Sages'? Is it really that nice? I want to hear it too!"

The spectators discussed this, their voices turning Heavenly Yin City noisy.

The sages above looked at the plaza below, appearing confused.

"Is it really terrible? No matter how terrible it is, can it be that bad? These music Dao sages are too pretentious!"

"Indeed. It is just one song!"

The sages in the sky could not understand what was going on.

"This heaven-grade zither is really strange," the Supreme Genesis said with a frown.

In the south, the Grand Mohist narrowed her eyes slightly. "This Ensnaring Performance's song is somewhat uncanny."

In the west, the Future Buddha frowned and asked, "How did Jie Dong describe it?"

"After Bodhisattva Jie Dong broke his Unmoving Vow of Silence Meditation, we asked him about it. Ensnaring Performance's singing was especially bad. Every time Bodhisattva Jie Dong recalled it, he trembled," a bodhisattva at the side replied, frowning.

"Oh?" the Future Buddha said, his brows knitting.

"Imperial Lord, save me! Imperial Lord, save me! I don't want this! I don't want to listen anymore!" Seven Kills crumbled mentally.

Nearby, the Azure Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly but did not step forward.

Right now, no one could approach. The Qian Heavenly Emperor was in charge here. Anyone who stepped forward would definitely die. Furthermore, the Azure Emperor did not intend to offend the Qian Heavenly Emperor for Seven Kills.

The Qian Heavenly Emperor had plotted this for a thousand years. How could he permit others to wreck it?

Seven Kills's mind collapsed. Not long ago, Gu Hai got him pregnant in the Silver Moon Sea. Now, Seven Kills had to endure the hopeless singing of Gu Hai's heaven-grade zither.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" Seven Kills played with all his might.

"Hah! You still want to resist as you are?" Teacher Yinyue sneered.

Teacher Yinyue played increasingly faster, blocking all of the sages' attacks.

"Just be quiet and listen to the song," Gu Hai said with a faint smile.

"'Little Radish'? 'Little Radish'?" a sage muttered to himself.

"Tone-deaf! Tone-deaf! It's over! My sense of music! It's gone!" another sage cried out in horror.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

That sage's piece started to deviate. Ensnaring Performance had corrupted that sage's sense of music. Now, the sage played many wrong notes. The earlier music Dao manifestation immediately weakened.

"Sage, please play the piece according to what the participant composed. You are not to change it," Founding Dynasty criticized.

Change it? What do you mean, "change it"? I can't even remember what the piece sounded like earlier.

The sages' playing slowly changed, becoming messier.

The music Dao manifestations vanished one by one.

"This is terrible. These are pieces played by sages?"

"It's nothing much!"

"These are sages?"

The citizens appeared confused.

Now, the sages in the sky realized that something was wrong. No matter how terrible the sages were, they could not have forgotten the pieces. What were they playing now?

"What is that heaven-grade zither singing?"

The sages in the sky immediately shouted, "Stop singing!"

Ensnaring Performance rolled his eyes at the sky. Then, he ignored them, continuing to sing his "Little Radish."

"You are not to sing! You are not to sing anymore. Keep singing, and I will kill you!"

"Argh! Argh! Argh! It is terrible! Very terrible! Heaven, save me!"

"I don't want to hear it anymore! I don't want to hear it! Ah! 'Little Radish'! No!"

"Again?! No! I don't want to hear 'Little Radish' anymore! I want to hear 'The Blind Sages'! I don't want 'Little Radish'!"

At this moment, the sages were utterly manic.

Music battle? Music battle, my ass! All the sages stopped playing in their manic state.

They had never heard such terrible singing before. This shattered everything they knew about the music Dao.

The music Dao? I don't like the music Dao anymore.

The sages stopped playing in a pique. Teacher Yinyue also stopped playing, not taking advantage. Instead, he looked curiously at Ensnaring Performance.

Ensnaring Performance held his left hand to his chest, extending his right hand. He appeared to be deeply immersed in his singing. There was no music Dao manifestation at all. However, this singing was even more incredible than any music Dao manifestation.

Previously, the sages already could not deal with Ensnaring Performance's singing. Now, it was worse.

"Screw your 'Little Radish'!"

"My sense of music is gone! My head is filled with 'Little Radish'! Save me!"

"I won't play the zither anymore! 'Little Radish'! Screw your 'Little Radish'! Stop singing! Don't sing anymore! I beg you!"

"Please stop! Please stop!"

Two hours passed. The sages collapsed mentally. Some pleaded sincerely; others insulted Ensnaring Performance.

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By the end of the second hour, the manic music Dao sages had smashed the zithers before them. The sages all stared at Ensnaring Performance, apparently stupefied.

The sages in the sky, the spectators in the surroundings, and various factions all took in this scene, finding it strange.

Have the five hundred sages gone crazy? Have they crumbled? Have they turned stupid? Did they get dementia?

No one could think of any words to describe the five hundred sages' appearance. At the same time, they felt shocked at the impassioned Ensnaring Performance. What did this walking disaster do to the sages?

"Mister Founding Dynasty!" Gu Hai called out to Founding Dynasty.

Founding Dynasty felt slightly startled. Then, his eyes lit up as he nodded.

"As the host, I ask the music Dao sages to make your judgment. Please give your recommendation now!" Founding Dynasty suddenly said.

The five hundred sages were in a daze.

"As the host, I ask the music Dao sages: Are you willing to recommend Gu Hai and give Gu Hai your recommendation talismans!" Founding Dynasty shouted.

The five hundred sages remained in a stupor, gazing at Ensnaring Performance.

"As the host, I ask the music Dao sages: Do you silently agree to recommend Gu Hai, giving Gu Hai your recommendation talismans?" Ensnaring Performance shouted again.