Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"The Weak Water Qin Ji, with four illnesses in her music."

Ruoshui Qin Ji, also known as Shetian Qin Ji, played with complete concentration, oblivious to everything around her.

Seeing that Cang was listening intently, Luo Hou asked again, "What do you think of this woman?"

"The strings of joy are five or six, the strings of sorrow are five or six; looking back, a single pluck, and the melody breaks the heart for a thousand autumns."

"Ok?"

"His musical skills are superb, but unfortunately his heart is dark and his hands are stained with blood. I fear he may fall into the demonic path."

The last song.

A cheerful melody rises, like a soaring bird skimming across a calm lake, or like the rising sun dispelling the boundless night.

It instantly calmed my bewildered heart.

After all the contestants finished their performances, Chao Yujing, the chairman of the Xuanqin Supreme Banquet, appeared.

"First of all, thank you all for your kind gathering, which has added much glory to this supreme banquet of strings and zithers. Next, we will announce the winner of this year's Qin Master. The winner will have the opportunity to receive the Fuxi Divine Heaven Sound personally taught by the Qin Master."

"Wu Jun, who do you think Qin Kui is?"

"The last performer".

"Why?"

Because that's how the story was filmed, but Luo Hou still gave his own explanation: "Good music soothes people's hearts and guides them upward, rather than dragging their souls down to hell."

"The drum is like the sky, the bell is like the earth, the chime is like the water, and the yu, sheng, xiao and zhu are like the stars and the sun and moon. The ancients also said that music is joy, which is something that human nature cannot avoid, so people cannot be without music."

"A brilliant insight from the head of the string."

Chao Yujing didn't keep them in suspense and announced that this year's Qin champion was Xian Wuxin, a participant from Baisha Academy.

Several contestants stepped forward to congratulate her, but Ruoshui Qinji snorted coldly and left first.

Luo Hou bid farewell to Cang and slowly followed behind Ya Xianni.

The people ahead were oblivious, walking easily through the desolate wilderness, and soon arrived at a patch of withered yellow reeds.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the night was as white as frost.

Suddenly, a string pierced the light of the sky, transforming into countless sharp blades.

Caught off guard, Ya Xianni hastily plucked the water-string bowl in his bosom to meet the attack, and a water dragon burst forth in response.

"Qin Longxin, drink!"

On the wilderness, the two zithers immediately engaged in a life-or-death battle, a merciless fight.

Luo Hou followed for no other reason than that he did not want the nun who played the water string to lose her life in vain, nor did he want She Tianqinji to commit more killings.

She Tianqin was determined to kill the nun because the nun's strings were imbued with emotion.

It is always better to stop someone from doing something bad before it happens than to try to whitewash them after they have committed a serious mistake.

The duel between the two musicians reached a crucial point, and the nun was no match for them.

All that could be heard was She Tianqin's cold shout: "Die!"

An eerie zither melody arose, turning the surrounding winds and clouds to the point of a single string. The Heavenly Zither's strings swayed and shot forth, shattering the Water Zither Dragon Heart.

"stop."

Just as Ya Xianni was about to die, a powerful palm strike came from behind the nun, stopping the strange zither music.

Who's meddling?

"Tian Du Luo Hou".

Having narrowly escaped death, Ya Xianni hurriedly hid behind Luo Hou, saying, "It was Lord Wu. Thank you for saving me today."

"Of course, it's getting late, nun, please go back."

"Okay, please."

After the nun walked away, She Tianqin and Ji picked up their zithers again to face each other.

"Isn't disbanding the Red Crown Seven Element enough? Do you want to wipe them out completely?"

"I was just passing by, you can go now."

Enraged, She Tianqin could no longer conceal her murderous intent and played a tune of swords and spears with a single finger.

"Listen, it sounds like the first watch of the night for the King of Hell, a final burst of energy before death! Hah!"

The zither shatters the heavens and earth, and the King of Hell takes one's life.

Luo Hou casually swung his hand, his powerful palm force shattering the strings, instantly disrupting the sound of the zither.

"How is that possible?"

She Tianqinji couldn't believe it. She could accept defeat, but she couldn't accept that she had lost so easily.

"They are too bloodthirsty and need to be taught a lesson."

"Kill me if you want, no need for further words."

"I have no intention of killing you at this moment. Go back and think it over."

"Hahahahaha!"

She Tianqin laughed wildly, put away his boat zither, and turned to leave.

Although her footsteps have faded into the distance, her famous poetic name can still be heard:

"Whether there is love or no love, the world is old and cold with frost. May all lovers in the world not be able to be together."

The moon shines brightly over the clear riverbank.

Luo Hou walked slowly under the moonlight.

There are undoubtedly very few happy people in suffering circumstances. Upon closer examination, it seems that everyone has their own reason for killing:

If Yama, the King of Hell, wants to live a long life, he has no choice but to kill people.

King Xian had to repay the King of Hell for saving his life, so he had no choice but to help the King of Hell kill people.

Chi Ming, angered by San Bei's betrayal, turned his wrath on Ping Shuo Xin Yue City.

She Tianqinji, having mistakenly killed her lover, harbors a deep hatred for all lovers in the world.

In their eyes, only my pain is real pain, and my needs are the most legitimate.

Everyone except me deserves to die.

But why?

Chapter 306 A Real Fox Spirit

Humans are born with extremely long lifespans, which gives everyone the opportunity to become an artist.

Except for Emperor Wu and Empress Wu.

After years of being influenced by talented men and women, Empress Wu developed a new hobby: reading novels.

Wu Jun, on the other hand, played chess. It is unknown when it started, but Wu Jun began to play chess with everyone, from Yu Bufan to Mo Dao Juechen, to Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, then to Qing Hai Chao and Chao Yi Zhu, and finally only Ji Xia Shang was left to play along.

No one knows how Wu Jun acquired his chess skills, but everyone knows that his two boxes of black and white pieces are just as formidable as Ji Du's.

At this point, the game has reached the middle stage.

After struggling for a long time, Ji Xiashang finally put the black piece back into the box.

"Lord Wu, Xia Shang is not proficient in chess. I have heard that there is an unparalleled master in the Xinwu Chess Association named Chess Demon Zonghengzi. This person is not only good at chess, but can also observe the affairs of the world with chess pieces."

"Oh?"

"Xia Shang is willing to attend the Heart-to-Heart Chess Tournament for Wu Jun."

“I do want you to meet someone, but it’s not Zonghengzi, it’s a woman.”

"Please give your orders, Lord Wu."

"The Kobayashi style I've learned involves setting up the board first, then placing the pieces. The Six Kings' Game is about to end."

Ji Xiashang became excited: "The people can finally live a period of peace!"

"Go to Cloud Recesses and stay for a few days. Your mission is to gain Jun Haitang's trust."

"How many days will you stay? Do you trust me?"

"Let's go to Crow Soul's place to check her information first."

Ji Xiashang left, full of confusion.

On the shores of Chaoxin Lake, the water glistens, the green hills are half-hidden beyond the rosy clouds, and the willows still reflect the pavilions.

When a distinguished guest arrives, a maidservant greets him attentively.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Ji. Di Jun is practicing dance on the Beauty Terrace. This is her daily routine."

Beauty Terrace, Beauty Dance.

Ji Xiashang's heart stirred slightly: "I have heard that Ti Jun's dance is unparalleled in the world. Please take me to see it, young lady."

The maid smiled and said, "Please follow me."

A tall platform was built on the lakeside, with four large drums mounted on it.

At this moment, on the high platform, blue shadows fluttered, golden bells rang, and clothes fluttered.

As the drums beat, Jun Haitang's toes touched the flowers, her slender hands fluttered, and her graceful figure was like a butterfly in a dream.

Suddenly the drumbeats changed, becoming as fierce and dense as a sudden storm. Jun Haitang bent her slender waist and spun around in mid-air, like a strong flower blooming against the storm.

Suddenly, the drums stopped and the dance ended.

Applause erupted in front of the building: "Di Jun's dance moves the world."

Jun Haitang smiled sweetly, leaped from the pavilion, and landed right in Ji Xiashang's arms.

"My humble skills with crabapple blossoms are truly lacking, I hope you will forgive my poor performance."

Ji Xiashang gently helped her straighten up and bowed slightly, saying, "It was Ji Xiashang who was impolite."