Working at an otherworldly junkyard, making a fortune by collecting trash.

The Siren race, a renowned race in the interstellar world, is born with a powerful physique that surpasses many other races, and they wield an invisible blade—their captivating voices.

On the interstellar battlefield, the siren's song is never a melodious tune, but a death warrant.

As soon as that song begins, creatures with weak mental strength will instantly lose themselves in the seductive music, their consciousness will sink, and their life force will be cut off.

Even those whose mental strength is below S-level (C, B, or A-level) will feel sluggish and react a beat slower. In the ever-changing battlefield, that half-beat can be fatal.

Only those races born without hearing can maintain a sanity amidst the siren's song.

Yali Muyuge is a member of the Siren clan. She accidentally came across a hot topic on the StarNet forum, where countless people were sharing several songs from the "Happy Flower Planting Home" shop, saying that the melodies contained an indescribable power.

Following the link in the post, Yali Muyuge found the inconspicuous online store and bought three songs and classical music with a tap of her finger—"So You Are Here Too", "As You Wish", and a completely different song, "Reverse War", as well as classical music such as "Ambush from Ten Sides", "Butterfly Lovers" and "High Mountains and Flowing Water".

The moment the audio file was transferred to her personal terminal, she couldn't wait to put on the specially made device.

The songs flowed out, sometimes gentle and tender, sometimes powerful and passionate, sometimes full of murderous intent. Those unfamiliar melodies seemed to carry a peculiar rhythm, striking her mind one by one.

As a sea siren, Yali Muyuge was born with a talent for music and knew how to use her singing to draw upon spiritual power.

She hummed along to the melody. At first, she only felt her throat was soothed, but gradually, she realized that the spiritual power in her body was like an awakened stream. The originally dormant energy began to surge and fluctuate with the rise and fall of the song.

This singing lasted for ten days.

Without eating, drinking, or sleeping, Yali Muyuge locked herself in a soundproof room, repeating the melodies of these songs over and over again.

Her mental energy fluctuations grew stronger and stronger, from a trickle to a surging river.

On the morning of the tenth day, a crisp "click" sound rang out from the depths of her mind. It was the sound of her mental barrier being broken through—her mental power had actually jumped from the B level, which she had been stuck at for many years, to the threshold of A level!

For the Siren clan, A-level mental strength is a watershed.

The song of a B-rank siren can at most make creatures below S-rank lose their senses.

However, the song of an A-rank siren is enough to shake the mental strength of an S-rank expert, trapping them on the battlefield.

After the initial shock, the first person Yali Muyuge thought of was the shop owner she had never met. If it weren't for those songs, she probably would have been stuck in the B-level shackles for the rest of her life.

After a moment's thought, she sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and her clear voice slowly rose.

This time, she didn't sing those rousing or gentle songs, but instead sang a soothing melody unique to the Siren Clan. In her singing, she slowly infused her newly broken-through A-level mental power into the song, the melody as gentle as a spring breeze, yet carrying the power to heal all mental wounds.

This is no ordinary soothing tune.

Ordinary soothing melodies can only comfort wounded spirits; but the Siren's Soothing Melody, infused with spiritual power, can even slowly repair those broken spirits contaminated by interstellar radiation and dark energy.

The degree of repair depends on the level; the more powerful the repair, the more repairs are performed.

This gift is priceless.

Even an interstellar empire would have to send an envoy with valuable treasures to the territory of the Siren Clan to obtain such a piece of soothing music.

Yali Muyuge solemnly sent the recorded audio to the "Happy Flower Planting Home" backend, with only four simple words in the message: Thank you for the wonderful message.

After doing all this, she finally pushed open the door to her room, which had been closed for ten days.

Outside the door, her mother was pacing anxiously. When she saw her come out, she was first stunned, then her deep vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and she exclaimed in shock, "Yali Muyuge, you actually broke through!"

The mother's voice was filled with disbelief.

The Siren clan tests their potential at the age of ten, and once determined, it can never be changed.

She clearly remembered that after her daughter was assessed as having B-level mental strength at the age of ten, she would only ever be B-level for the rest of her life. But now?

"Mother, I've been promoted to Grade A."

Yali Muyuge's eyes were slightly red. She reached out and hugged her mother tightly, her voice filled with barely suppressed joy.

Her mother's fingertips trembled as she touched her brow. The spiritual energy fluctuations swirling there were no longer the sluggish and gentle ones of the past, but rather as powerful and rhythmic as the tides—a genuine A-grade aura.

The Siren race has always had a fixed level of spiritual power. Most members of the race are at level C or B, and those who can reach the threshold of level A are extremely rare. As for the existence of level S, it is a legend that only one person appears in the entire race every few hundred years.

"How did you advance?" Her mother suddenly grabbed her wrist, her tone urgent and her eyes full of inquiry.

"What exactly happened in those ten days?"

Yali Muyuge didn't hide anything. She took her mother's hand and walked deeper into the palace, her steps light as if she were treading on waves: "Mother, the King must know about this."

Passing through layers of coral-carved corridors and over heavily guarded palace gates, the two arrived at the Siren King's palace.

The Siren King, seated on his throne, was a massive figure, surrounded by a faint aura of power—the aura of an S-rank mental strength expert.

He looked up at the mother and daughter walking briskly towards him, his deep voice like the waves of the deep sea: "What's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

Yali Muyu took a deep breath, stepped forward, and explained how she saw the post on the StarNet forum and how she found the shop.

She told the Siren King, word by word, how she bought the music and how she broke through the mental barrier while humming.

Her voice was clear and bright, with a unique rhythm belonging to the siren, and every word echoed clearly in the palace.

The Siren King's gaze suddenly darkened, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the coral patterns on the armrest of the throne. The patterns, smoothed and warmed by the passage of time, now seemed to hurt his fingertips.

The air inside the hall seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, and even the sound of the waves coming from outside the hall seemed to fade.

"You say that a song from an interstellar online store can break through the mental barrier of my Siren race, which has been solidified for thousands of years?" The Siren King's voice was not loud, but it carried a heavy pressure that made Ari Muyuge's eardrums tremble slightly.

Two dark figures suddenly flashed from the shadows behind him; they were the most elite guards of the Siren King, now poised to strike.

Yali Muyuge's mother turned pale and quickly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, my daughter is absolutely telling the truth! Her spiritual power has indeed broken through to A-level, that is absolutely true!"

The Siren King raised his hand, stopping her from speaking.

Those deep, vertical pupils surged with a turbulent sea of ​​emotions: shock, doubt, and even a barely perceptible hint of ecstasy.

The Siren race has been trapped in the solidification of their spiritual power levels for too long, so long that they have almost forgotten that, besides bloodline inheritance, there are other ways to break through the shackles.

He slowly rose, his imposing figure exuding a mountain-like aura of oppression, and stepped down from the throne.

With each step, the palace floor trembled slightly.

He walked up to Yali Muyuge, reached out his hand, and gently touched her brow with his fingertips.

A spiritual force a hundred times stronger than Balia Muyuge instantly enveloped her sea of ​​consciousness, like a fine spider web.

The spiritual energy was gentle yet irresistible, thoroughly examining her spiritual energy pathways.

After a long while, the Siren King withdrew his hand, his shock no longer concealed.

"It's true," he murmured softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"The barrier shattered cleanly and decisively, without any aftereffects, and the spiritual energy channels are more resilient than ever before..."

He looked up abruptly, his gaze sharp as an eagle's: "What's the name of that shop?"

"Happy Flower Planting Family," Yali Muyuge quickly replied.

The Siren King remained silent for a moment, then turned to his guards behind him, his voice suddenly becoming firm and powerful: "Pass on my orders!"

Two dark figures emerged in response and knelt on one knee.

"Have everyone in the clan immediately go to the StarNet shop and buy those music tracks!"

His voice echoed through the palace, carrying an undeniable authority.

The Siren King's lips slowly curved into a smile.

"For a thousand years, my sea monster clan has finally waited for an opportunity."

His voice carried ambition and anticipation that had been suppressed for too long.

The order spread throughout the Siren's territory faster than the undercurrents of the deep sea.

Within half a day, the back-end system of the "Happy Flower Planting Home" store was completely flooded with orders from the Siren Clan.

The interstellar coins for payment were ticking away, and the people of the tribe, whether they were warriors guarding the border or elders living deep in the ocean, all gripped their terminals, eagerly downloading the six songs to their personal devices.

In an instant, all sorts of melodies drifted across the entire deep-sea territory.