Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

"Dead Man Leader, I urgently need the Soul-Collecting Melody to save someone. Please give it to me."

"Save people..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Siren's shock slowly faded, turning into a heavy sigh.

He gazed intently at Lan Tianyu, his heart torn between two conflicting emotions.

If anyone else came to ask for the Soul Collection Song, he would definitely pretend to be stupid or even immediately turn hostile and kick them out.

But the person in front of him was Lan Tianyu, the one who had bravely saved his life when he was desperate.

This life-saving grace is heavier than Mount Tai.

He is not an ungrateful person, and he once said that he would repay the debt.

however.

If any piece from the Demon Suppression Trilogy is played, it will definitely be sensed by the Yehenara family.

Once discovered, the ordinary, peaceful life he had painstakingly built up and sacrificed so much for would be utterly shattered.

[189] Requiem! Need help fixing this!

Once the family finds out, endless trouble will follow.

His peaceful life will be completely shattered!

It might even implicate Xiong Ge and the children...

Is it really worth risking your hard-won peace of mind to save one person?

Ye Siren was torn between his inner turmoil, his expression shifting constantly.

He subconsciously touched his forehead, where the intense pain from Vincent's attack still seemed to linger.

Without Lan Tianyu's rescue, Ye Siren would have been a pile of dust long ago!

Where would we find the opportunity to stand here and worry about weighing the pros and cons?

To be alive is the greatest gift.

This kindness must be repaid!

Trouble may come one after another, but it's not insurmountable.

Lan Tianyu did not urge him, but stood quietly, looking calmly at Ye Siren, waiting for his decision.

That composure, on the contrary, put Ye Siren under an invisible pressure.

Ye Siren didn't hesitate for long. He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and his eyes became firm.

He gave Lan Tianyu a deep look, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards an inconspicuous old bookshelf in the corner of the lounge.

He skillfully fumbled around on the side of the bookshelf for a few moments, then pressed a very discreet mechanism.

With a soft click, a palm-sized hidden compartment popped open on the side of the bookshelf.

Inside, three scrolls lay quietly.

The scroll is entirely black (213), and its material is unknown.

The surface is devoid of any text or patterns, exuding an ancient and somber aura.

Ye Siren looked at the three scrolls with a complicated expression.

This is the famous Demon Suppression Trilogy.

He thought for a moment, then reached out and took out two scrolls. He turned around and walked back to Lan Tianyu, solemnly handing the two scrolls over.

"take it."

Ye Siren's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Lan Tianyu reached out and took it; it was cold and heavy to the touch.

He looked down at the two scrolls in his hands, a hint of doubt on his face:

"Two copies? Shouldn't the Soul Collection Song be one copy?"

Ye Siren, with a serious expression, pointed to one of the scrolls and explained:

"This is the Requiem for Souls."

He paused, looked at Lan Tianyu, and his eyes held a deep meaning.

"The Soul Collection Song can indeed bring the dead back to life, but those who are rescued will lose all their memories, just like a newborn baby."

Lan Tianyu was startled upon hearing this.

He did indeed overlook this point.

In the original story, Han lost his memory after being rescued.

Ye Siren pointed to the second scroll and continued:

"This is a requiem, and its purpose is to help those who have lost their memories due to the collection of requiems to regain their original memories."

"The two complement each other."

"I see."

Lan Tianyu suddenly realized that he had indeed been too concerned and made a mistake.

He was only thinking about saving people, but he overlooked the crucial aftereffect of amnesia after the rescue.

Ye Siren's move was far more comprehensive than his.

He looked up, his gaze filled with sincere gratitude as he looked at Ye Siren:

"Dead Man Commander, thank you. I will remember this generous help."

Ye Siren waved his hand, his face showing no sign of relief, but rather an even more solemn expression.

He lowered his voice, his tone so serious it was almost a warning:

Don't thank me too soon!

"Brother Tianyu, listen carefully, playing the Soul Collection Melody is no easy task!"

"First, when played, the forbidden melody will act like a lighthouse in the night, attracting demonized superhumans within a hundred miles or even further, and may even draw in real demons!"

"You must make thorough preparations in advance!"

"Otherwise, instead of saving lives, we might bring about our own annihilation!"

"Secondly, and most importantly!"

He took a deep breath and suddenly emphasized his tone.

"The Requiem demands extremely high standards from the performer; their mind must be absolutely focused, without a single distracting thought!"

"If any mistake is made during the performance, and the performer loses focus, the soul of the soloist will be devoured by the power of the Soul Collection Song, forcibly sucked into the scroll, and eternally imprisoned."

"That would be a more terrible end than death!"

You must be very careful!

Every word and phrase is a warning, a sign of danger.

Lan Tianyu nodded solemnly.

"I understand the dangers involved, and I am mentally prepared."

"Time is of the essence, I must take my leave now!"

"Hurry up, saving lives is the most important thing, don't delay!"

Ye Siren urged immediately, his face full of understanding and concern.

Lan Tianyu said no more and put the two black scrolls into his storage ring.

With a flash, he disappeared into the narrow lounge.

The streets were deserted and desolate in the early morning, with only the dim streetlights casting long, lonely shadows. The night wind carried a chill.

Lan Tianyu stood on the deserted street without stopping for a moment.

He immediately took out the time-traveling phone that Xiu had given him from his storage ring.

The screen lights up, and there's only one contact, Xiu, in the address book.

Without hesitation, he pressed the dial button.

beep...

Inside a villa.

Xiu was fast asleep when a piercing ringtone suddenly sounded beside him.

"Well……"

Xiu was startled awake, his brows furrowing in annoyance.

He fumbled for his phone, pressed the answer button without even looking at it, and his voice was heavy with sleepiness and impatience:

"Who is it? Why are you calling me so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"Xiu, it's me."

A calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing this sound, Xiu's drowsiness vanished instantly.

He sat up abruptly, rubbed his eyes, and his tone became clear and serious: "Tianyu, why are you looking for me so late? Is something wrong?"

"I have a friend who has been turned into a heartless killer. I need your help to play the Soul Collection Song to save her!"

Lan Tianyu's words were concise and to the point.

"Requiem?"

Xiu's voice suddenly rose, and he was completely awake.

"That's the Yehenara family's most treasured artifact, how did it end up in your hands?"

He gripped his phone tightly, his voice filled with disbelief.

"I'll explain the source to you later. The situation is extremely urgent right now; my friend could die at any moment."

Would you be willing to help with this?

Lan Tianyu pressed on with a firm and unwavering question, without any hesitation.

After these words were spoken, a long silence fell on the other end of the phone.

All that could be heard was Xiu's slightly heavy breathing.

After a full ten seconds, Xiu finally spoke with difficulty, his voice filled with obvious hesitation:

"Tianyu, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you."

"The Soul Collection Song is no ordinary piece of music; playing it requires powerful supernatural abilities and perfect teamwork."

“Jie, Deng, and Ming are currently on a mission in the Gold Dimension and won’t be able to return anytime soon.”

"Without their assistance in the ensemble, stabilizing the sound field, and sharing the pressure, I simply wouldn't be able to play the whole piece by myself."

"The risk of failure is too great; not only could I not save anyone, but I might also lose my own life."

[190] This is the only way at the moment!

Lan Tianyu's heart sank. He had overlooked this point.

The main force of the East City Guard is not in the Iron Dimension.

If we go back to the Gold Dimension now to find him and bring him back, Han would probably be completely petrified and his soul would be scattered.

Even if there were a soul-collecting melody, it would be too late to turn the tide.

Perhaps I could try learning to play the guitar?

The moment this idea was born, it grew uncontrollably into a towering tree.

No music, no ultimate experience.