The Legend of Futian - Chapter 271

Chapter 271: Evil Fourth Senior Brother

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The people of the Eastern Barren Territory were not very shocked. The Eastern Barren College had lost pretty badly, but upon closer thought, wouldn’t the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan prepare well before creating the college and calling everyone to Chaoge City? They naturally wouldn’t underestimate the College or Cottage. Similarly, they were also at the same level as the College. This victory was a well-planned result.

It was just that Gu Dongliu’s powerful performance yesterday destroyed their preparations. They must have been absolutely confident in Lu Nantian. If Lu Nantian had won, the Dongqin College would completely steal the Eastern Barren College’s spotlight.

The College understood this too. Zhu Qing, Zong Xu, and Bai Lishu were all clear. The two forces partnered up to create the Dongqin College just to replace them. They could see from this arrangement. It was definite.

To be honest, they could have left after yesterday. However, the Dongqin College had sent out the challenge. If they had left, it would be the same as avoiding the battle.

Qin Yu gazed at everyone and continued speaking, “All strong cultivators of the Eastern Barren Territory have gathered here. Today, anyone who wishes to try can do so. As mentioned before, the Dongqin College will enroll students during the next three months. This is the examination stage.

“In addition, one battle platform doesn’t seem to be enough. Thus, I would like to divide the platform into four: martial arts, sorcery, rhythmic sorcery, and free fighting. Mixed battles are allowed. This way, we can see the talents more clearly and having multiple people challenging simultaneously will be more efficient.”

Everyone admired Qin Yu’s plan. He was using the other forces to hype up the Dongqin College and also using the stage to find students. It was a great tactic.

As soon as he finished, people went up. A matrix lit up on the platform, dividing it into four battle platforms.

In the Eastern Barren College group below, Xiao Wuji said, “I will challenge again.”

The earlier defeat was a group one. He was not satisfied.

“If you wish to challenge, your opponent can only be Qian Shanmu. Are you confident?” Bai Lishu asked.

Xiao Wuji stared at the man on the other side. He was confident in his own abilities but he didn’t know if he could beat Qian Shanmu. He’d already experienced the rhythmic sorcery but it was only the tip of the iceberg.

“Qin Yu purposely made a separate platform for rhythmic sorcery,” Bai Lishu said. “Why? Who can beat Qian Shanmu and the Donghua Clan in that aspect? I heard that Hua Qingqing’s musical sorcery isn’t any weaker than Qian Shanmu’s.”

“The Donghua Clan leader’s wife used to have the title of number one musical sorcerer in the Eastern Barren Territory,” Zhu Qing said from the side. “Her students will definitely be skilled.” Though it was the era of the younger generation, as a strong cultivator from the older generation, she naturally knew who the clan leader’s wife was.

Once the most beautiful in the Eastern Barren Territory, she had both looks and talent. Back then, her fame wasn’t any less than the three beauties of today. Hua Qingqing apparently had inherited 90% of her skills.

“Xu Yan, you should go,” Zhu Qing said.

Behind her, a pretty girl nodded. “Yes, Master.” With that, she walked towards the free fighting platform.

Bai Lishu glanced at Xu Yan. She was in mid-Arcana Plane and was one of Zhu Qing’s favorites. She wasn’t well-known but was very powerful.

Xu Yan didn’t say who she wanted to challenge. She just announced her name and plane. Then the Qin Dynasty sent someone from the same plane to fight her.

In this battle, Xu Yan easily crushed the opponent. Everyone understood that the College was still the College. Even though the Dongqin College could shake the Eastern Barren College’s status, it couldn’t completely crush them. It was impossible. In the end, they would probably just tie. But even so, the Dongqin College still won.

If they could be even to the Eastern Barren College and pass down techniques like Imperial Dragon Spell, it would show their stance. The Dongqin College would become a powerful force in the future. Their disciples would also continuously join the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan.

In the Eastern Barren Territory, the College was the most attractive place for geniuses. There was no competition. This was probably why the two forces joined together to create the Dongqin College.

Next, the other forces gradually opened up and went up to the platform to fight. The atmosphere intensified. Disciples from even those top forces wanted to go up and witness the abilities of the best.

The fights between the two colleges were most interesting. They both had losses and wins and were very exciting.

The Dongqin College had geniuses good at every type of skill. The Qin Dynasty was better at martial arts while the Donghua Clan was better at spells. Though many geniuses studied both, they still leaned towards one. Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and Hua Jieyu were the best examples.

However, the one platform where the Dongqin College never lost was for rhythmic sorcery. Many geniuses, even Gu Biyue from the Witch Clan, went to try and were defeated.

The battles were getting more and more exciting. The atmosphere grew hot as well. However, some people noticed that the Cottage still hadn’t arrived.

Right now, they were at the inn.

“Fourth Senior Brother, why aren’t we going today?” Ye Futian asked Xue Ye.

“Today is the glorious day for the Dongqin College. Why should we go?” Xue Ye asked.

“To push them down,” Ye Futian said.

“The Dongqin College already lost a critical battle yesterday. Do you think they’ll give the Cottage a chance today?” Xue Ye said indifferently. “They’ll definitely try to threaten us with rules. For example, you’re in the Dharma Plane. If they make a battle of the Arcana Plane, you won’t be able to participate. Even if you can win some rounds, so what? How many disciples does the Cottage have? How many rounds can we win? The Dongqin College prepared for a whole year for today. They will definitely do well.”

A little depressed, Ye Futian muttered, “Yes, but I still don’t like it.”

Last year, the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan had defeated Yu Sheng at the Qin palace. The Noble’s one hit had injured Yu Sheng gravely. Now, they were targeting the College and Cottage again, challenging Third Senior Brother. Though the Cottage had won, Ye Futian was still annoyed.

“That’s right.” Xue Ye chuckled. “Junior, what can you do if you go up?”

Ye Futian blinked. “What do you mean?”

“Regular victories in this competition are meaningless. You win one round and they can win one too. We’re the only ones left in the Cottage. Either we don’t fight or we completely squash them, understand?” Xue Ye chuckled.

“And when they’re all proud, stomp them down? Wow, you’re so old and wise.” Ye Futian stared at his fourth senior brother. He was still too inexperienced.

Xue Ye glared at Ye Futian. He was so handsome—he wasn’t old!

“Can you do it?” Xue Ye asked.

Ye Futian’s brows smoothed and he smiled brightly. “I’ll try.”

“Rest well today.” Xue Ye patted Ye Futian’s shoulders.

“Okay.” Ye Futian nodded and then said, “Senior Brother, are all scholars so simple-minded?”

“F*ck off,” Xue Ye muttered after a pause.

“Evil. I’m going to turn bad because of you.” Ye Futian left while laughing and said, “Yu Sheng, get ready.”

Xue Ye watched Ye Futian’s back. This guy didn’t need to learn to be bad. They were all the same. Ye Futian had the second senior sister wrapped around his finger. The others couldn’t do that.

Just as Xue Ye had predicted, today indeed was the Dongqin College’s day. Their disciples were able to display extraordinary talent on either of the four battle platforms, especially for rhythmic sorcery. Hua Qingqing had gone once and defeated a powerful person from the Witch Clan. This told everyone that not one of the top three beauties used only their looks. They were all extremely powerful.

On this day, talents from all over stepped onto the battle platforms in hopes of joining the Dongqin College. It could be predicted that, in the coming days, there might be a wave of people coming to register here.

This was now an alternate choice to the Eastern Barren College.

Many people debated over the Cottage’s absence. Everyone already knew that the third and fifth disciple had left. Fourth disciple Xue Ye probably wouldn’t do anything. That left Yi Xiaoshi and Ye Futian.

Not many knew Yi Xiaoshi. Just as everyone thought, Ye Futian’s plane was too low. He didn’t have much use. This was probably why they weren’t here.

The College had complaints about this. They’d been beaten today but the Cottage wouldn’t show up. This pissed off a lot of them. However, the Cottage didn’t care about these guesses and talk. They didn’t care about anyone’s thoughts or complaints. They acted how they wanted. The College was unable to disturb them either. This was why they had a strange relationship. Even the important figures of the College couldn’t influence the Cottage’s decisions.

The next morning, a crowd had already gathered outside the Dongqin College. They’d all come to take up a spot with a better view of the battles. Of course, some also wanted to get the Dongqin College’s recognition so they could join.

Yesterday’s battles had become topics of discussion too. They wondered what kind of great fights would take place today. Other than the two colleges, would the amazing fighters amongst them fight too?

Chapter 272: Modest or Proud

 

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The spring sun brought some warmth as it shone over Chaoge City. More and more people grouped in the center of the city. There were more strong cultivators here than yesterday. The top forces hadn’t left yet. Even if they didn’t participate, they could see the levels of the others. They could compare themselves and see what level they were at.

The battles continued. People gradually moved onto the battle platforms, challenging those from the other forces. Many from Chaoge City targeted the Eastern Barren College. These people naturally wanted to join the Dongqin College. They were from Chaoge families. It would be great if they could join the Dongqin College and be under the Qin Dynasty. But even if they were geniuses, it was difficult to defeat the College. Most battles ended in failures.

Someone in the College crowd suddenly exclaimed in shock. Many people looked over and saw that the Cottage had arrived. They were standing to the side quietly.

Seeing them, a lot from the College frowned, feeling upset. Tang Ye asked directly, “Were you in the inn the entire day yesterday?”

Yesterday, the Dongqin College had challenged the College. It was extremely important but the Cottage had vanished. The consequence was that they were completely repressed by the Dongqin College. The first loss especially had humiliated him. Tang Ye had been forced down with one hit.

How he felt went without speaking.

Xue Ye looked forward, ignoring him. Yi Xiaoshi looked at Tang Ye and smiled. “Yeah.”

“You—” Tang Ye was frustrated with Yi Xiaoshi’s indifference but couldn’t say anything. He had no right to order the Cottage around. Not even the elders could influence the Cottage. No matter how upset he was, he couldn’t do anything.

Those b*stards.

“The Cottage has arrived.”

Many eyes looked over at Ye Futian and the others. Two days ago, Gu Dongliu’s epic battle had raised the Cottage’s status once again. Paired with the fact that they didn’t show up yesterday, today’s appearance attracted much attention.

“Young Master Ye is here.” From the distance, Gu Biyue smiled at Ye Futian. Her eyes were mesmerizing. As soon as she spoke, everyone saw Ye Futian and the Cottage group. Beside her, Gu Zhiqiu glanced at his junior sister. He couldn’t do anything. This was just how she was.

Ye Futian chuckled. “Do you want to serve me?”

Gu Zhiqiu’s eyes flashed with a sharp glint, staring daggers at him. Did he not care about that warning from before?

Ye Futian felt Gu Zhiqiu’s eyes but ignored him.

People of the other forces were intrigued. Qin Li had purposely spread news of Gu Zhiqiu teaching Ye Futian a lesson and many knew about it. But was Ye Futian teasing the Witch again? Did he not learn his lesson? Or maybe he had his Cottage brothers with him so he was more confident. Gu Zhiqiu couldn’t do anything to him.

“No, but I wish to see you display your radiance like in the Ancient Barren World.” The Witch’s smile was very mesmerizing. Ye Futian had been extremely brilliant that day at the Mirror Mountain. Everyone present had been impressed.

With the phrase, “You are not qualified to understand my world. Those who know me understand my arrogance” was still shocking to think back on. But even though Ye Futian had made a commotion at the Qin Dynasty, his reputation was still mostly due to being part of the Cottage.

He smiled and looked away.

The girls of the Moon Clan looked at Ye Futian. The woman who had helped send Hua Jieyu’s message smiled. This guy wasn’t very obedient. He was publicly flirting with the Witch. She would have to talk to Hua Jieyu.

Chu Yaoyao also looked at Ye Futian. She was curious about the man Hua Jieyu loved.

“Ye Futian,” Yin Zhen of the Yin Family said coldly. He gazed at Ye Futian coolly. “I challenged you two days ago. Today, I challenge you again. Will you take it?” He wanted to see if Ye Futian would avoid the challenge on an occasion like this.

But Ye Futian seemed to not hear him. He gazed at the Dongqin College and smiled. He walked to a battle platform where the battle had just ended. It was the platform for free fighting.

“What is he doing?” Everyone stared at him. Was he finally going to fight?

A moment later, Ye Futian stood onto the platform. Countless eyes focused on him. He walked up as soon as he arrived. The Cottage truly wasn’t playing around.

Disciples of the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan all looked at him, wondering who he would challenge. With his plane, who could he challenge?

“I heard that yesterday, the Dongqin College set up a challenge to test the cultivation results of their disciples. Today, I would also like to do that.” Ye Futian chuckled. “One year ago, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and I came from a small country. Our planes are still low but we wish to test our cultivation from this year at an event like this.”

Some people had a strange look. They were all clear what had happened one year ago. The name of Cangye had become known throughout the Ancient Barren World. The various top forces had gone to the Cangye Kingdom as well.

Thinking back, their group had only come to cultivate at the Eastern Barren Territory for one year. They’d just attracted attention because they joined the Cottage.

Hearing this, Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen understood. They walked to the battle platform too.

“We’ve cultivated here for one year and are probably at the same level as the new disciples of the Dongqin College. We are only at the Dharma Plane as well. It’s unfortunate. I would like to witness the brilliance of the Dongqin College disciples today. Please take care of me.” Ye Futian was very polite as he spoke.

Everyone was shocked. Since when was the Cottage so humble? He was too humble. They were quite uncomfortable. Ye Futian was clearly from the Cottage and extremely talented. But the way he said it, he was just a rookie who had only cultivated for one year. It made sense too.

This… Many from the Qin Dynasty and Donghua Clan were annoyed. Did Ye Futian really want them to send rookies of the Dharma Plane to fight against him? It was suicide.

“Disciples of the Cottage aren’t judged by their planes,” Qin Li said calmly, staring at Ye Futian.

“I have entered the Cottage but have yet to prove myself. I don’t have a glorious record and feel embarrassed. Today, I am nervous to challenge the geniuses of the Dongqin College too,” Ye Futian said, smiling.

Everyone gaped at him. Was this possible? However, it was Qin Li who had said that Ye Futian hadn’t proved himself yet. But when Ye Futian repeated those words so modestly, it felt kind of weird. Even Xue Ye and Yi Xiaoshi were dumbfounded. They’d underestimated how shameless their junior was.

The senior sister from the Moon Clan smirked. Jieyu’s boy was so evil but his eyes were so clear and honest. He was very convincing.

In reality, even without a track record to prove himself, Ye Futian’s hurried fight at the Qin Dynasty was still unreachable for someone on the same plane.

Yu Sheng was the same. His combat ability was wild.

Ye Wuchen was from the seventh peak of the Fuyun Sword Clan. Many had learned that Ye Wuchen had killed Li Daoyun from the Arcana Plane.

Did Ye Futian really want these three to fight with new disciples of the Dharma Plane?

“It is even more of a sham for the Cottage and Fuyun Sword Clan to be overly modest,” Qin Li said coldly.

“Will the Dongqin College accept the challenge?” After Qin Li spoke, Ye Futian’s tone abruptly sharpened. “Or are you only able to fight back with planned techniques?”

Qin Li stared at him, livid. At this time, Qin Yu said calmly, “The Dongqin College does not have anyone in the Dharma Plane at the same level as you. There is no need to fight this battle. We admit defeat.”

Everyone was shocked at this. The Dongqin College had been so successful yesterday but was forced to surrender at the start of today. It was quite difficult. But everyone knew that if they really fought, the result would be the same. Losing like that was giving in to Ye Futian’s group. Surrendering without a fight prevented Ye Futian from showing off.

“Of course, if you wish to challenge personally, we can try,” Qin Yu continued. Ye Futian’s plane shouldn’t be too high. He probably wasn’t even in the high-level Dharma Plane. Since Ye Futian was from the Cottage, losing to him wouldn’t be too embarrassing, right?

“That’s boring.” Ye Futian shook his head and said, “If I fight someone from another plane, can I use a ritual implement?”

“If you challenge an Arcana Plane, then of course.” Qin Yu nodded. A Noble ritual implement was powerful but also depended on one’s abilities as a foundation. He couldn’t improve by too much.

Noble intent was the same. Of course, the talents of the top forces all had noble intent.

“Okay.” Ye Futian nodded and shrugged. He glanced at Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng. It had ended without even starting.

Of course, Ye Futian didn’t want to end just like this. After Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng left, he walked towards another battle platform.

There, a Donghua Clan disciple who was skilled in rhythmic sorcery had just won. Seeing Ye Futian’s arrival, many people looked over. Was he going to challenge this Arcana Plane rhythmic sorcerer?

The man studied Ye Futian and smiled. “You want to challenge me?”

Ye Futian shook his head. Everyone froze, confused.

Then Ye Futian’s gaze moved past the crowd to the Dongqin College. His eyes fell on Qian Shanmu. Following his gaze, everyone’s eyes hardened.

What did Ye Futian want?

“I don’t know rhythmic sorcery but I would still like to witness the brilliance of the best rhythmic sorcerer of our generation,” Ye Futian said slowly. “Ye Futian of the Cottage would like to learn from you!”

Chapter 273: Thunderous Moves

 

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

This one utterance shocked everyone.

Ye Futian, a disciple of the Cottage, was going to challenge Qian Shanmu.

Back when the Qin Dynasty crowned the Crown Prince, a guqin recital ensued at the Qin imperial palace. Ye Futian made a move then, in the fourth level Dharma Plane.

It had only been a year. Even if he cultivated really quickly, how powerful could he have actually gotten? He very well may only be in the sixth level Dharma Plane. If he had cultivated quickly enough, maybe he could be in the seventh level.

Qian Shanmu was already in the Arcana Plane.

Of course, the people would not question the abilities of a disciple of the Cottage. Even if he had never truly proven himself before, he was still extremely powerful. But who was his opponent right now?

It was Qian Shanmu, also known as the number one musical cultivator of the younger generation. Even opponents in the same plane would need to be wary in battle with a person like this. Forget about those in lower planes. Regardless of the distance between their planes, were ritual implements really going to make up for it?

Ye Futian was too rash. In everyone’s opinion, he should not have chosen Qian Shanmu as his opponent.

This idiot.

Among the group from the College, Tang Ye and others were dumbstruck. When they recovered, they cursed under their breath. When Ye Futian’s trio stepped onto the battle platform and made Qin Yu admit defeat, the student disciples of the College felt great. But in the blink of an eye, the idiot challenged Qian Shanmu. Who did he think he was? This wasn’t the top of Mirror Mountain. There were no statues or relics he could borrow power from.

This was a battle platform.

Gu Biyue had a glint in her eye. The light smile on her face was captivating. This guy really won’t give up until every word out of his mouth is enough to put people in shock.

Even the people of the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Clan were stupefied. Qin Li then let out a strange smile. This Ye Futian guy could have picked anyone and he chose to challenge Qian Shanmu?

The disciples of the Cottage were indeed so arrogant, it was ridiculous.

In the crowd, Qian Shanmu’s eyes fell on Ye Futian. Ye Futian claimed not to know about music. These were the words he had once said to Ye Futian. Now, these words were coming out of Ye Futian’s mouth. Was he prepared to have an exchange with him using music?

Just then, everyone watched Ye Futian take off the bag on his back and pull out a guqin. He had obviously come prepared.

At this sight, everyone grew more interested.

“Does he know what he’s doing?” Su Muge frowned. Ye Futian was going to challenge Qian Shanmu using music?

Music was Qian Shanmu’s specialty. In the first battle, Qian Shanmu had used music as a supplement. Su Muge was completely unable to withstand his musical sorcery. Of all things, Ye Futian wanted to challenge Qian Shanmu with the thing he was best at. Did he have a death wish?

“Can you shut up?” Yu Sheng said coldly hearing the voice coming from the group beside him.

“His battle doesn’t only affect him.” Su Muge looked at Yu Sheng with cold eyes. Who didn’t know of the Cottage’s status? What would the world think if Ye Futian got defeated? Was he sending himself right up to his opponent for humiliation?

“Should we let you go then?” Yi Xiaoshi’s eyes swept toward Su Muge. How noisy. If little brother chose to challenge him, he must have his reason.

The fourth brother had already said, if a disciple of the Cottage decided to battle, it must be a battle that would shock the world. If Ye Futian was able to win Qian Shanmu, that would be a given.

On the musical battle platform, the figure standing opposite Ye Futian sneered as he glanced at Ye Futian. There were hints of mockery and disdain. Challenge Qian Shanmu? What a joke. Turning around, he stepped off the platform.

The people of the Donghua Clan let out looks of amusement. They had been extremely upset when Lu Nantian had lost to Gu Dongliu. Now that Ye Futian of the Cottage had asked for a challenge, it was the perfect time for cruel payback.

Qian Shanmu walked onto the platform and stood opposite Ye Futian. Below the platform, arrogance was exuded from the eyes of his wife, Qin Mengruo. Her husband’s skills and knowledge of music wasn’t something Ye Futian could challenge. However, she did know that he was also good at music. Back at the Qin palace, Ye Futian had played “The World” for Gu Ming and caused him to fall to his knees, completely controlled by the music. That was Ye Futian’s response to Qian Shanmu’s insult about him not understanding music.

Did he want to prove his musical abilities once more today?

If so, then he was going to pay the price.

“Donghua Clan, Qian Shanmu. Please, enlighten me,” Qian Shanmu said, maintaining proper etiquette. He then sat down with crossed legs. Ye Futian did the same facing him.

One on the guqin, one on the zither. However, there was not going to be any harmonization between the two instruments this time—it was going to be a battle.

The sounds of both instruments rang out at the same time. The guqin sounded crisp while the zither was deep. These were two obviously different styles of music being played on the platform.

The piece Qian Shanmu played sounded majestic and powerful. A formless energy formed in the space around. The sounds of the zither harmonized with the earth around causing a flow of strong energy. Although there had yet to be a release of great power, it still gave people a feeling that once the music reached an explosive point, everything would be destroyed.

There wasn’t going to be any mystery about this battle.

As the number one musical cultivator of the younger generation, it was obvious that Qian Shanmu would be able to crush Ye Futian.

Compared to the powerful energy associated with Qian Shanmu’s piece, Ye Futian’s music sounded ordinary and boring. There wasn’t anything new. It was melodious and serene. His music sounded so ridiculously simple.

This had many people confused. Was Ye Futian really going against Qian Shanmu with this piece?

There were so many possibilities with music but it was also something that required a lot of care. First of all, there needed to be a basic foundation of the piece. From there, all sorts of destructive spells could be released.

With just one listen, Qian Shanmu’s piece was able to exude power, while Ye Futian’s sound was a joke. Could a piece like this take even one blow from Qian Shanmu?

In the direction of the group from the Donghua Clan, a girl stared at Ye Futian. Her beautiful, pure eyes had hints of curiosity. She was Hua Qingqing. Her mother was well-versed in music so she had grown up surrounded by it. Thus, she was naturally sensitive to anything having to do with music. She could feel something unordinary from Ye Futian’s music.

Simple, pure, and clean. It was a sound without any impurities, like the heart of a child. But would a musical piece like this actually be able to withstand the destructive spells Qian Shanmu was about to release?

Her eyes hinted her curiosity.

As the sound of his music changed, a powerful energy circled around Qian Shanmu. Suddenly, the five fingers on his right hand jumped around of the strings of the zither. It was loud like thunder. The ground shook and a terrifying spiritual storm morphed into tens of thousands of sharp swords, all charged for Ye Futian.

In a split second, everyone could feel the murderous intent in his music. It was then that the people had the mistaken illusion that this might be the end of Ye Futian.

What made everyone freeze in surprise was Ye Futian did not use musical sorcery to block off this attack. He was still playing the guqin quietly. It was almost as if everyone saw the swords all pierce into his mind.

Would Ye Futian fall at just one attack?

He seemed to have shivered lightly but the music never stopped. He continued to play and the attack seemed to already have dissipated into nothing.

This had many people sighing in relief. Although they had a feeling that Ye Futian would definitely lose, they would be disappointed if a disciple of the Cottage were to be defeated so easily.

Naturally, Qian Shanmu knew how Ye Futian had managed that. He used noble will as a complement to his music. This formed a layer of protective spiritual energy. In Ye Futian’s mind, he could almost feel the will transform into a dragon which circled around to protect his will.

Qian Shanmu was still playing, his attacks nonstop. A crazy rain storm seemed to have appeared around Ye Futian. Endless spiritual swords pierced ferociously into Ye Futian’s mind. However, his music and will were still there in the form of a dragon. From time to time, the dragon would roar, destroying any incoming destructive spiritual energy.

The power of his spiritual defenses is quite strong. His noble will is working together with the noble ritual implement. Looks like Qian Shanmu won’t be able to get rid of Ye Futian so quickly, everyone thought.

But that was not the extent of Qian Shanmu’s attacks. Besides the endless spiritual attacks, a frightening storm of Spiritual Qi appeared around him. The earth hummed in unison with the sounds of his instrument. A suffocating energy spread on the battle platform. It felt like something that could wipe out the earth. Energy built like this would definitely be incredibly powerful once it exploded.

The rumbling of thunder exploded in the air. A horrifying flash of lightning struck down at Ye Futian. It was an easy task for Qian Shanmu to send out spells with his music.

Ye Futian was still playing on his guqin with his head down. It was almost as if he didn’t see a thing. When the lightning struck down, it was actually absorbed into the sound of music in the surroundings. The music transformed into Spiritual Qi that flowed in a circle around his body. However, an endless amount of Spiritual Qi gathered crazily in the air above his head. It formed faintly into a scary pattern. This pattern was able to absorb the Spiritual Qi of the world around him. It gave off a show-stealing seven colored light, a blinding light. With the flow of Spiritual Qi, the pattern took shape. The never-ending sounds of music motivated the flow of Spiritual Qi.

As everyone looked on in surprise, a Spiritual Qi matrix formed over Ye Futian’s head.

This… Everyone’s heart raced. They watched a matrix form out of nowhere above Ye Futian. The pattern spun and the Spiritual Qi went wild, causing a matrix storm. A black hole appeared, absorbing all energy while giving off a destructive energy.

What terrifying musical sorcery.

This was no longer simply sorcery released by music. The music had formed a matrix. Its destructive energy was able to make people feel like it could destroy anything and everything.

Although it hadn’t been that long since Qian Shanmu stepped into the Arcana Plane, With his gifts and his powerful noble will, just how powerful would a matrix him formed in mid-air be? Would Ye Futian be able to withstand his attack?

The previous attacks were nothing. Qian Shanmu was only just getting started for real. If Ye Futian kept up with the challenge, he would definitely end up dead.

Many people stared at Qian Shanmu. It seemed like even though Qian Shanmu kept up a calm face, he had a wild beast hidden inside. He must not have been happy about Lu Nantian’s lost to Gu Dongliu.

Now that he was making his move, he was bound to push Ye Futian into a dead end. Qian Shanmu was going to end him with thunder and lightning.

Countless pairs of eyes then landed on Ye Futian. How is this guy going to withstand that kind of power?

If he admitted defeat now, maybe he could be spared by Qian Shanmu’s attack!

Chapter 274: Battle of Music

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio | Editor: Vicky_

Presently, Ye Futian remained seated quietly. He was handsome with an extraordinary aura. His long fingers danced over the chords of the guqin. The frightful scene in the sky had no effect on his performance. Right now, he was serious and focused. Even if a mountain collapsed in front of his very eyes, he wouldn’t blink an eye. Unaffected, he would continue to play.

At this moment, the people seemed to have been brought into a mystical artistic conception. Secretly, they began to sympathize Ye Futian, as if they were worried he would be swallowed by the torrent, seizing to exist.

Above Ye Futian’s head, the strange sight grew increasingly terrifying. The matrix that continuously swallowed Spiritual Qi was like a ruthless beast, killing everything in sight.

Finally, Qian Shanmu’s fingers plucked the chords of the zither. A force of frightening spiritual energy wrapped around the storm over Ye Futian’s head. Dark clouds covered the sky causing the world to fall into darkness. It was like the birth of a demon. Thunder and lightning decorated the skies as the strong winds howled. Everything then came down on Ye Futian.

Many people got nervous and stared closely at the scene ahead. It was too terrifying. Was that really something a cultivator in the Dharma Plane could withstand? Not even prodigies in the lower Arcana Plane could likely withstand such an attack.

As the destructive storm approached, the Royal Xuan Temple’s Luo Junlin watched with cold eyes. His hands were clenched into tight fists. He wished Ye Futian would be destroyed and killed by this storm. Only that would take care of the danger in the Nandou Nation. Otherwise, Ye Futian would come knocking to settle the score sooner or later.

Over by those from the College, Tang Ye, Su Muge, and others watched without feeling any sympathy. If Ye Futian really died like this, it would be because he was stupid.

Just when the storm reached the skies above Ye Futian, the sound waves radiating around him suddenly sounded sharply. A formless storm of spiritual energy brewed. As soon as any spells came for him, it would be destroyed. Then, it would be turned in Spiritual Qi and pulled in to revolved around Ye Futian.

Just like that, the people witnessed a shocking sight. Spells with destructive powers strong enough to end life of earth would be destroyed by the spiritual storm everytime they got too close. As Ye Futian played, he had unknowingly created a defensive shield of spiritual energy around himself. It was able to destroy any attack spells.

Sorcery was motivated by spiritual energy. Even spells from a matrix were the results of the release of spiritual energy. Powerful cultivators specializing in attacks with spiritual energy could also use it to destroy spells.

The sound of the guqin became rapid. The matrix above Ye Futian released attacks at him wildly but his fingers began to fly across the chords even faster. His moves were fluid and fast like a running river, creating a beautiful piece of music. No matter how fast the storm was blowing or how strong the tides, nothing was not going to move. No force was powerful enough to shake him.

At this moment, above that handsome figure, there was even a hint of the power of a Noble.

Such strong defense techniques. Everyone looked ahead. Although he was borrowing power from the Noble ritual implement, it was obvious that Ye Futian must have been very educated in music. When he said he didn’t understand music, it was simply to mock Qian Shanmu.

Qian Shanmu was also slightly shaken up now. Ye Futian played the guqin. There was nothing special about it, yet he was still able to set up a defense. As a musical sorcerer, Ye Futian knew all about the techniques of musical attacks. Direct spiritual attacks were the most lethal. Su Muge had fallen to this kind of attack. But Ye Futian’s defense was with spiritual energy. It was as if he had a dragon protecting his mind from spiritual attacks. There was no way to invade.

The second type of attack was using music to initiate attack spells. Similarly, Ye Futian had set up a defense. He gathered spiritual energy and formed a storm that destroyed any spells that got close. Nothing could get close to him.

Not only did Ye Futian know music, he was well-versed in the way of music. This was something that Qian Shanmu could not deny at this point.

Of course, it was one thing to know. Ye Futian was able to block his musical attacks. This was part of Ye Futian’s abilities. Even with the help of ritual implements, it was difficult for his musical attainments.

Not even spells from a matrix could breakthrough Ye Futian’s defense. This made Qian Shanmu understand, it was practically impossible to defeat Ye Futian using music to initiate spells.

Then there was only one way to do it. It was also the way to test truly how knowledgeable a person was about music. That was to use music to create an artistic conception. Then, came the interference of will, taking control of it or going for the kill.

Back at the Qin palace, this was what Ye Futian did to Gu Ming. It made Gu Ming surrender and fall under the control of this music. Gu Ming was not able to withstand the artistic conception and actually kneeled down on the ground.

There were no doubts about Qian Shanmu’s knowledge of music. The movement of his fingers changed as he played the chords of the zither. Unknowingly, the sound changed slowly. As Qian Shanmu played, there was something holy about him. He glowed brightly and even showed up in a mystical image in many people’s minds. Many rays of light shined from him. Then, many illusory images appeared in the scene in their minds, all of Qian Shanmu.

“Holy Sound.” Not many people present knew about this musical piece. However, it was obvious that Hua Qingqing was one of those who knew. This was an attack piece that had an extremely strong artistic conception. Qian Shanmu had actually played this piece in a battle of music with Ye Futian.

The same image appeared in Hua Qingqing’s mind. Qian Shanmu shined brightly like a saint. The words he said were like those of a saint. His palm waved and like the will of a saint, whistling swords and wild divine beasts appeared suddenly and charged at Ye Futian.

At this moment, the artistic conception Ye Futian felt was the strongest because this piece was targeted at him. It was as if he saw Qian Shanmu turn into a saint. The light encapsulated him. The saint’s words turned into sharp swords, racing towards him. The saint’s will turned into dragons, phoenixes, and qilins. Right now, he seemed so small he could collapse at any moment.

At this moment, many people had a misconception that Ye Futian seemed like a weak scholar. How could he go against a saint?

One word could sentence him and one thought could take his life.

But the weak student was still playing quietly. In the crazy wind and rain, he was still playing. Playing his very own music. With the sound of his music, the swords disappeared and the demon beasts destroyed. No matter how fierce the attack was, Ye Futian was unmoved. From his body and from his music, the people could see the strength in his character.

Gradually, the sounds elevated but were still stable. Little by little, it elevated and destroyed all the attacks meant for him. At the same time, he was able to maintain protection of his mind. His will remained untouched.

As Ye Futian’s music pierced through the air, people could feel it. It seemed like the weak student had grown. In the midst of the crazy rainstorm, he had matured. Scholars had the knowledge and ambitions to rule the world.

Noble will radiated from him. Ye Futian had an outstanding aura that seemed to be changing without him knowing. But he was as resolute as ever. He had an incredible spirit that dripped from him. The weak student seemed to have grown after the storms. He was finally at the center stage, challenging a character that was high above everyone else.

Some really powerful people were not affected by the music. Their thoughts flowed freely. From Ye Futian’s music, they could hear a story of experiencing the obstacles of life and growth. His music seemed to be a journey, a journey to maturity. It was a truly strange feeling but it also felt very natural.

The music was still elevated and getting more exciting. The notes had climbed a height that could break through into the heavens.

In the minds of the crowd, they could see a young man stepping into the Noble Plan and then they the growth of an emperor. Overcoming all the obstacles without fear and taking control of the world.

At this moment, the instrument playing youth no longer seemed like a weak scholar. His back straightened and he body was like that of a dragon. There seemed to be the roaring of dragons in the music. The emperor’s will broke out and took control.

Ye Futian’s spiritual energy kept destroying all the attacks. The ever-climbing notes were like an emperor’s trusty mount carrying him up. In the illusory scene, Qian Shanmu and Ye Futian were having a standoff, like a saint and an emperor.

What was music? Real music went along with an artistic conception and could bring them into the world of music.

Qian Shanmu said Ye Futian did not know music. In respects of musical attacks and technique variation, Ye Futian was indeed lacking compared to him. However, in this past year, he had a deeper comprehension of music. In terms of artistic conception, Ye Futian was confident enough not to lose.

“A Chaotic Nation” and “The World” combined for a piece. With his innate willpower, how was he going to lose? He immersed the Imperial Tactics into his music, making the artistic conception stronger. The people would just think that it was the conception brought on by the music. They wouldn’t think that it was a special method.

In the illusory scene, two large figures appeared. They looked as if they were ready to have the world beneath their feet. The will on the two figures grew stronger but the saint’s figure was like that from the beginning. And the emperor’s figure seemed to be continuously growing until it was able to break into the skies and control the world.

The vast surroundings were frozen. At this moment, everyone could feel the artistic conception hidden in the music. They felt like they were experiencing the standoff.

Ye Futian had actually gone up against Qian Shanmu using pure music.

That figure now stood straight. With the continuously climbing sounds of the instrument, his emperor intent grew even stronger.

Finally, accompanying a vibration, the saint’s figure collapsed. Qian Shanmu felt a pressing force of will crushing down.

DUANG! The zither let out a sharp noise and everyone’s gaze remained frozen on it.

The chord had snapped.

Qian Shanmu’s hands froze. Following a low moan, he spat blood, staining the zither red.

The Ancient Barren World’s number one musical sorcerer of the younger generation had lost to Ye Futian, a disciple of the Cottage, in a battle of pure music.

At this moment, Qian Shanmu remembered the words he once said to Ye Futian. You don’t know music.

If he didn’t understand music, who did?