Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

At the ceremony, musicians from various regions performed, their melodious instruments adding to the festive atmosphere.

Yunxiao sat on the viewing platform, quietly enjoying the spectacle.

Suddenly, she sensed something unusual.

The aura was subtle and cold, mixed in with the music, making it difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect.

However, Yunxiao has extremely high musical skill and is very sensitive to sound.

"There's an assassin!"

She sent a telepathic message to Su Yunbai.

Su Yunbai remained expressionless, but secretly he had already unleashed his divine sense.

Sure enough, among the musicians, three had a different aura from the others—their cultivation was at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, and their techniques were strange, seemingly from unorthodox sects.

"Could it be confirmed who the fairy is?"

"The aura contains a hint of bloodlust, so it should be from the 'Blood Sea' lineage," Yunxiao said. "It is rumored that the Blood Sea Ancestor has a past relationship with the Western Sect, so it seems that he was sent by the Western Sect."

Western religions are indeed still up to their old tricks!

Su Yunbai's eyes turned cold.

"Is the fairy confident?"

"Otherwise, it would take some effort. But here..." Yunxiao said calmly, "Using sound to break sound is exactly what I excel at."

She got up.

"Your Majesty, I would like to offer a song to celebrate the completion of the Music Bureau."

King Zhou smiled and said, "Please, fairy."

Yunxiao walked to the front of the stage and took out an ancient zither—a replica of the Nine Heavens Jade Pendant Zither given to him by Su Yunbai.

She sat cross-legged and gently stroked the strings with her fingertips.

The sound of the zither begins.

At first, it is gentle, like a spring breeze on the face.

But gradually, a hint of solemnity crept into the music.

The three assassins disguised as musicians changed their expressions slightly.

They sensed that Yunxiao's zither music was interfering with their cultivation techniques!

"Oh no, we've been discovered!"

The three exchanged a glance, and suddenly sprang into action!

Blood splattered into the sky as three crimson flying swords pierced straight at King Zhou!

"Protect the Emperor!"

The Imperial Guards gasped in surprise.

But the flying sword was too fast and too sudden!

At that very moment—

Clang!

The music of the zither suddenly soared to a high pitch!

The sound waves transformed into invisible blades, meeting the blood-red flying sword head-on!

Ding Ding Ding!

With three crisp sounds, the flying sword was actually repelled by the sonic blade!

"What?!" the assassin exclaimed in shock.

Yunxiao remained calm, his fingertips moving continuously.

The music changed again, transforming into the "Seven Emotions Bewitching Sound Array".

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and desire—seven emotions intertwine and invade the assassin's consciousness.

The three of them were immediately thrown into disarray!

The joyful laugh wildly, the angry roar, the sorrowful weep bitterly...

One of the weaker cultivators suffered a qi deviation on the spot, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying!

The other two barely managed to resist, but the sound of Yunxiao's zither music surged like a tide, wave after wave.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the two turned to flee.

"Are you able to leave?"

Su Yunbai's voice rang out.

Their love was like a net, binding them tightly together.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

The two men gritted their teeth and remained silent.

Su Yunbai sneered and proceeded to search the soul directly.

After a moment, his expression turned serious.

"As expected, it's the Western Sect. They reached an agreement with the Blood Sea Ancestor: the Blood Sea sent assassins to disrupt Chaoge, and the Western Sect helped the Blood Sea spread its teachings in the East."

Yunxiao put away her zither and walked to his side.

"The Blood Sea Ancestor is under the command of the Styx Sect Master, and his cultivation has reached the Quasi-Saint level. If he personally takes action, Chaoge will be in grave danger."

Su Yunbai nodded.

"It seems we need to make a journey through a sea of ​​blood."

That night, at the Tian Ce Mansion.

Su Yunbai discussed countermeasures with the others.

"The Blood Sea is located in the depths of the Netherworld, and only saints can enter it," said Lady Shiji. "Moreover, the Blood Sea is filthy and suppresses most righteous cultivation techniques, making it extremely dangerous."

Bixiao said worriedly, "Yunbai, I'll go with you."

"No." Su Yunbai shook his head. "The Blood Sea is dangerous. You should stay in Chaoge and help His Majesty stabilize the situation."

He looked up at the clouds.

"Would the fairy be willing to come with me?"

Yunxiao pondered.

The Blood Sea is indeed dangerous, but Su Yunbai needs help.

And she might be the right choice—the way of music is not afraid of filth, and she has an innate spiritual treasure to protect her.

"Okay." She finally nodded.

"Eldest sister..." Bixiao hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Yunxiao held her sister's hand.

"Don't worry, I will protect him."

She then looked at Su Yunbai.

"However, General, we need to make some preparations before going to the Sea of ​​Blood."

"Please speak, fairy."

"First, we need to refine a 'Blood Purification Talisman' to resist the filth of the Blood Sea."

"Secondly, we need to prepare items to break the formation. The Blood Sea has the 'Blood River Formation,' created by the Lord of the Styx, and its power is boundless."

"Third..." Yunxiao looked at Su Yunbai, "General's Law of Emotion may be suppressed in the Blood Sea. He needs to adapt in advance."

Su Yunbai nodded.

"Thank you for your trouble, fairy."

In the days that followed, Yunxiao and Su Yunbai began preparations.

The Blood Purification Talisman was not difficult to make; Yunxiao was proficient in talismans and refined thirty-six of them within three days.

The item needed to break the formation was a bit difficult to find, so Yunxiao took out a section of "Pure Bamboo" - which she obtained from Biyou Palace. It was a branch of an innate spiritual root that could purify evil spirits and was the nemesis of the Blood River Formation.

The most difficult part was getting Su Yunbai to adapt to the Blood Sea environment.

Yunxiao found a dark and malevolent place outside the city and set up a formation simulating a sea of ​​blood.

When Su Yunbai entered the formation to cultivate, the Law of Emotion was indeed sluggish under the suppression of the baleful aura.

But this also unleashed his potential.

He began to try to integrate the laws of emotion with music more deeply—using music as a guide and emotions as a bridge, to open up a "realm of emotion and sound" in the midst of evil energy.

Ten days later, initial results were seen.

Yunxiao looked at the area shrouded in silver sound waves within the formation, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Su Yunbai's talent is truly astonishing.

The cultivation ended on this day.

Su Yunbai stepped out of the formation, his aura slightly tired, but the sharp light in his eyes was contained.

"Fairy, that's about enough."

Yunxiao nodded.

We'll depart tomorrow.

Nighttime, in Yunxiao's room.

Bixiao came to find her.

"Big sister, are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Hmm." Yunxiao was packing his things. "I'll be back in ten days at the earliest, and a month at the latest."

Bixiao sat down next to her and remained silent for a moment.

"Big sister, do you... like Yunbai?"

Yunxiao paused.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because I can tell," Bixiao said softly, "the way you look at Yunbai is different from how you look at anyone else."

Yunxiao did not deny it.

Over the days they've spent together, her feelings for Su Yunbai have indeed changed.

From appreciation, to recognition, to... being moved.

"Bixiao, if I were really with him, what would you...?"

"I would be very happy." Bixiao held her hand. "Big sister, I hope you are happy."

Yunxiao's eyes were slightly red.

"Thank you, Bixiao."

Chaoge, the Imperial Palace.

King Zhou stood on the Star Gazing Platform, toying with a replica of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

The real Xuanyuan Sword has been returned to Huoyun Cave, but the Three Emperors allowed him to keep a replica for self-defense.

The night wind was biting, causing his black dragon robe to flutter.

Nearly two months have passed since he returned from the Fire Cloud Cave. With the assistance of the Shennong Cauldron and the Golden Elixir of Merit, his cultivation has steadily improved to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just one step away from the Void Refinement stage.

However, the joy brought by the improvement in cultivation was quickly overshadowed by the undercurrents in the imperial court.

The implementation of the new policies affected the interests of the nobility, and those old ministers who had once supported him began to outwardly comply but inwardly resist.

This morning at court, a group of officials, led by Fei Zhong and You Hun, jointly submitted a memorial requesting a postponement of the new policies, arguing that "the people's strength is insufficient and there is a risk of unrest."

Shit!