Douluo Continent: Martial Soul is the Star Forging Dragon King

'This guy!'

After being reprimanded by Luo Chen, Tang San felt like he was about to explode.

"Guess what Tang San is thinking."

Gu Yuena saw through Tang San's sinister intentions hidden beneath his seemingly harmless expression, and Tianmeng chimed in, "It's definitely a path to death!"

"Puch."

Arou couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She noticed that Ayin's face had been looking very unpleasant since the beginning and comforted her, "Alright, Ayin, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"I didn't know what kind of person Tang San you guys were talking about before."

"Looking at people like this now, they'll definitely never settle down in the future."

Arou knew what Ayin was worried about; she didn't want to cause trouble for Luochen.

However, having lived together for so long, they knew Luo Chen's personality very well and knew that this child had long regarded them as family.

Having no grudges or enemies is Luo Chen's principle, but it's not his bottom line.

Arou knew that as long as Ayin asked Luo Chen for help and asked him to help her get justice, Luo Chen would definitely take action.

'Sigh, Ah Yin's strong-willed nature.'

Arou glanced at Tang San. As Xiao Wu's mother, she could naturally see Tang San's affection for Xiao Wu.

In addition, she also learned about Tang San's true situation from Ah Yin.

A transmigrator from another world, whose body is that of a two- or three-year-old child, harbors an evil person who enjoys ambushing others with hidden weapons and deadly poison.

This person is definitely not a good match.

Don't let Ah Rou's usual appearance as a country girl fool you; the most discerning people in this world are precisely those as simple and unpretentious as Ah Rou.

Only by being free from desires and wants can one see the true nature beneath the surface.

In Arou's opinion, Tang San was not a good choice.

He is likely very talented and will be outstanding in the future.

But Arou had a feeling that if Xiaowu followed him, she would suffer a lot and be injured countless times in the future.

In short, Xiao Wu suffers all the hardships, while Tang San reaps all the benefits.

'hehe. ’

Ah Yin, Ah Rou, Xiao Wu, and Gu Yuena all unanimously sentenced Tang San to death—Tang San, you have already chosen your own way to die!

"If you don't mind, how about I play a piece for you, Master?"

Luo Chen ignored the Star Spirits' denunciation of Tang San. He had a good impression of Tang Yuehua and did not assume she was an enemy just because she was a member of the Clear Sky Sect or Tang Hao's sister. He would not target her for that reason.

To be honest, Luo Chen really came here this time to discuss music and exchange ideas.

"It's my pleasure."

After a conversation, Tang Yuehua fully appreciated Luo Chen's erudition and his gentle, refined manners.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Yuehua quietly awaited Luo Chen's performance.

"That"

Luo Chen smiled slightly: "I'll begin."

Soon, the entire tea room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Luo Chen is proficient in almost all musical instruments, and with the development of his brain, he remembers countless musical works from his previous life.

The piece he is playing now is called "Night Dawn," which is the background music from the Onmyoji series that Luo Chen watched in his previous life.

"Woo~~"

As the melodious and poignant sound of the shakuhachi was slowly played, a sense of sorrow, loneliness, and desolation began to resonate in the tea room.

With their eyes closed, everyone seemed to see the slanting rays of the setting sun, fiery red maple leaves fluttering in the autumn wind, yet unable to conceal the mottled footprints left by those covered in mud.

Sect, father, family.

Tang Yuehua felt her breath catch in her throat; in the sound of the shakuhachi, it was as if she were revisiting her entire life.

Born into the Haotian Sect, she is the daughter of the sect leader, but she never awakened the Haotian Hammer. Moreover, due to a mutation in her martial soul, she was stuck at level 9 for life and could not advance any further.

'Can I go back?'

Looking at the boy in front of her, who was immersed in the music, Tang Yuehua saw in him a loneliness and sadness that a child should not have.

Having left home to travel far away, he can no longer return as a wanderer.

Just like her.

No matter how hard Yuexuan tries, he is just a tool for Haotian Sect to amass wealth and gather intelligence.

She longed to go back, to gain the approval of her sect and family.

'But.'

'Does anyone really have that expectation of me?'

Tang Yuehua, who is 26 years old this year, is very clear about her situation.

Her life is over, and her future is almost predictable.

Suddenly, just as Tang Yuehua seemed about to be swallowed up by the helplessness and desolation in the sound of the shakuhachi, Luo Chen's playing changed its mood.

The desolate melody grew higher and higher, as if to carry them over the mountains and snowfields that blocked their way, from a future filled with wasted time and coldness, back to the warm fields of their memories.

'Big brother.'

'Second Brother.'

Once upon a time, she was carefree because she always had two older brothers who protected and doted on her.

There's no going back.

Tears streamed down Tang Yuehua's cheeks involuntarily. She had grown up, and her two older brothers had changed too.

Even if his body could return to the sect, his heart had no home.

Perhaps only when she grows old and dies will she find solace in returning to her roots.

'don't want! ’

At this moment, Tang Yuehua felt an unprecedented fear. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of being trapped in the quagmire of fate from which she could not escape.

He died alone, destitute and alone, spending his entire life as a slave to the sect, accumulating wealth, acquiring resources, and building connections.

"Master Xuan?"

"Master Xuan!"

Just as Tang Yuehua was immersed in despair and unable to extricate herself, the boy's voice entered her ears, waking her from the dark world.

Suddenly, Tang Yuehua opened her eyes and saw Luo Chen sitting in front of her, along with the stunningly beautiful women surrounding him.

Before anyone knew it, the shakuhachi solo had ended, and Luo Chen was waiting for her comments.

"that."

Tang Yuehua regained consciousness. She tried to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

She felt her face was wet, and when she reached up to touch it, she realized that she had been crying all over her face without even realizing it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, you've made a fool of yourself."

Tang Yuehua changed how she addressed Luo Chen and bowed to him, saying, "I have never heard of your solo performance in my life."

The music in Douluo Continent, whether elegant or simple, is all in a Western style.

Even though their Yuexuan Pavilion appears dignified and elegant, it is nothing compared to Luo Chen's mournful and lofty melody.

This is also natural.

Luo Chen possessed extremely high shakuhachi skills; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a grandmaster whose mind and skills had reached the pinnacle.

With the addition of the immense spiritual power and the manipulation of the five senses by the Soul Skill "Mirror Flower Water Moon," Luo Chen managed to transform "Night Dawn," which was just an ordinary piece of music in his previous life, into an emotional storm capable of captivating countless people.

Now, everyone who hears Luo Chen's performance, except for the women who already have a deep spiritual connection with Tianmeng, is trapped in an inescapable prison.

The difference in soul power cultivation between Tang San and Tang Yuehua in front of Luo Chen was simply too great.

Therefore, Luo Chen did not hesitate to plant a seed of permanent hypnosis in their consciousness.

This also means that from now on, Luo Chen can make the two of them see, hear, and touch anything he has prepared, whenever he wants.

Chapter 115 Xiao Wu: Making Tang San a Great Injustice

When the song ended, not only Tang Yuehua, but even Tang San was immersed in the music.

It must be admitted that Luo Chen's shakuhachi skills were truly beyond Tang San's expectations.

Having lived two lives and possessing the memories of the Tang God King, Luo Chen's music deeply moved Tang San. Tang San initially thought that Luo Chen was just a spoiled brat who relied on his family background to show off at Yuexuan.

But as the solo ended, Tang San realized that the other party's skill in vocal music was unbelievably high.

What use is it to have such high attainments?

Regardless of his past or present life, Tang San has never had any interest in these refined things.

After all, whether it's Douluo Continent or the Tang Sect in his previous life, the principle of respecting strength has always been the truth that Tang San believed in.

Faced with overwhelming power, everything becomes meaningless.

Unfortunately, Tang San didn't know that Luo Chen had never considered using vocal music to communicate with the two of them.

Luo Chen's plan has always been the same.

That's just a mirage!

To test whether the two had been infected, Luo Chen even did a little probing.

As a result, Luo Chen was very satisfied. The two people's senses had been completely confused, and they had fallen into his control.

'That's fine.'

Luo Chen snapped his fingers, restoring their senses: 'Now is not the time to reveal this power.'