Chapter 515: Whose Flute is Playing in the Night?

There was no need to elaborate on the rarity of the Lantian jade. Anyone who obtained it was certainly someone who had a lot of luck.

There were those who once risked their lives by traversing the ocean to capture various beasts and kill them in search of the Lantian jade. For a considerable period of time, the Lantian jade became a rare treasure in the cultivation world’s black market. However, the oceanic beasts were too ferocious. Low-rank cultivators dared not cross the sea while high-rank cultivators did not care much for the jade. With this, the Lantian jade’s rarity increased.

At this moment, the Lantian jade seemed like it was going to acknowledge its owner.

Envious or not, this was something everyone wanted to see.

The drop of blood that flew out from Conch’s slender finger activated the Lantian jade and turned the green smoke crimson.

The Lantian jade seemed to liquify as it hovered formlessly in the air.

“What shape do you want it to take?”

A jade pendant, a hanging ornament, a bangle, or a necklace... It was up to her.

Lu Zhou thought about the accessories that girls liked. He was prepared to fix its shape for her with his energy.

Conch looked at the floating Lantian jade happily. She replied without hesitating, “A flute.”

“A flute?”

The others were puzzled. A Lantian jade was more suited to be worn as an accessory to modify one’s Extraordinary Eight Meridians. It was their first time hearing someone wanting to turn it into a flute.

Regardless, the shape of the jade was up to Conch. No matter how good the item was, if it was not to her liking, it was useless.

Lu Zhou knew Conch was gifted in tune. Perhaps, a flute might just be what she needed. The short flute she brought back from Jing Province was only an ordinary flute and would not stand the test of time. The new flute would be a good match for her.

“Alright.” Lu Zhou waved his hand. Energy wrapped around the Lantian jade.

Under the sun’s rays, the Lantian jade was slowly taking shape. A moment later, the green smoke dispersed, revealing an almost translucent and glittering Lantian jade flute.

The sunlight was dazzlingly reflected off the jade flute’s surface. Its surface was smooth enough to reflect the images of the others. The flute was beautiful and exquisite.

Soon enough, the dazzling Lantian Jade Flute flew into Conch’s hand. It was cold to the touch in the beginning before it gradually rose to her temperature.

“If it were me, I’d have chosen a sword... The Lantian Jade Sword. Trading ten years of my life for it wouldn’t even be too much...” Jiang Aijian clicked his tongue and muttered under his breath. He was almost drooling as he looked at the jade flute. The more he thought about it, the more he felt Dragonsong was not as stunning as he had initially thought it was.

Conch held the flute and looked at it in admiration. It was exactly what she wanted. After playing with it for a moment, she looked up at Lu Zhou and politely said, “Thank you.”

Jiang Aijian asked, “You know how to play the flute?”

Conch did not answer him. Instead, she brought the Lantian Jade Flute to her lips, playing a fast-paced melody. There were no unnecessary notes or mellifluous melody. It was different from the tunes she used to play. The quick notes resonated in the air. When it reached the sea’s surface, schools of fishes leaped out of the sea in beautiful arcs!

Conch only played it once. However, once was enough to prove her mystical talent and ability.

Jiang Aijian’s mouth was agape as he stared at the four islands, where the sound of the flute reached, as schools of fishes leaped out from the sea. He applauded and said, “Congratulations, Senior Ji! You’ve obtained another little ancestor.”

Conch turned to look at Jiang Aijian and repeated his words quizzically, “Little ancestor?”

“Don’t mind him. No ivory can come from the mouth of a dog,” Little Yuan’er said as she held Conch’s arm.

“Oh.” Conch nodded.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard, satisfied. It seemed like the Lantian Jade Flute was a much more formidable weapon compared to normal heaven-grade weapons. If Conch could enter the ranks of grand cultivators in the future, she would be able to control more powerful beasts.

Lu Zhou noticed Conch seemed to be in a better state with the Lantian Jade Flute’s influence. He asked, “How do you feel?”

Conch raised the Lantian Jade Flute, looked at it, and said, “I like it.”

“Give me your hand,” Lu Zhou said.

Conch extended her arm obediently.

Lu Zhou placed two fingers on her wrist. He could sense her Extraordinary Eight Meridians were being nourished by a faint energy. He was shocked. “Is this the effect of the Lantian jade?”

He could even feel that Conch’s five orifices were opened. Who would believe him if he told them this?

In the annals of history, it was recorded that genius cultivators could open one orifice in the morning and open five orifices in the afternoon to enter the Brahman Sea realm. This was the limit of humans.

Although Conch had skipped a few steps, she was essentially uninitiated in cultivation. She had never meditated or deliberately cultivated and had directly progressed. It was mind-boggling.

Lu Zhou decided to wait until Conch could harness the full potential of the Lantian Jade Flute. If she could cultivate, he would accept her as a disciple.

...

After everything was almost completely dealt with, Lu Zhou turned to look at Jiang Aijian and said, “Jiang Aijian.”

Jiang Aijian raised his hand again, almost reflexively. “Here, here, here...”

“Notify Taixu Academy’s Lin Xin to give me an explanation within seven days,” Lu Zhou said.

Jiang Aijian was shocked by Lu Zhou’s words. However, he did not dare to have an opinion. He only bowed and said, “Understood.”

At this moment, Lu Zhou recalled the red coffin and said, “Also, the Luo woman... might be from somewhere else.”

Since the person in the coffin was certain about the existence of the Nine-leaf and Ten-leaf stage, it was possible that he was from the same place as the Luo woman.

‘What a headache. Will I be able to find you?’ It was meaningless for him to ponder on it now. He could only take his time to find her.

“I’ll search for her as best as I can,” Jiang Aijian replied.

Lu Zhou nodded and walked out of the palace.

Little Yuan’er and Conch followed him.

When Jiang Aijian saw this, he knew they were leaving. He escorted them out of the palace with Madam Huang and the others. He bowed. “Safe journey, old senior.”

On the plaza in front of the palace, 2,800 disciples said in unison, “Safe journey, senior.”

Lu Zhou and the others left on Whitzard’s back. They vanished from sight in an instant.

After Lu Zhou left, Jiang Aijian carried his sword, cleared his throat, and said narcissistically, “Aren’t all of you going to greet your handsome and cool Eldest Senior Brother?”

The crowd stepped forward.

“Eldest Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother... How did you get acquainted with Senior Ji?”

“Eldest Senior Brother, is Senior Ji really at the Nine-leaf stage? What a shame that we didn’t get to see it today!”

“Eldest Senior Brother, the person I admire the most in the Evil Sky Pavilion is Mister Second, the Sword Devil, Yu Shangrong. Is he handsome? Tell me, tell me! Eldest Senior Brother, why aren’t you saying anything?”

Jiang Aijian. “???”

Li Jingyi could not help but cover her mouth as she tried to stifle her laughter. She was used to awkward situations like this. Without thinking much about it, she walked toward the shore and looked up at the sky.

The sun shone on the Penglai Island, lending it an air of magnificence.

“Could a human truly hold up an island with his hand?”

...

In the deepest part of Moonlight Woodland, the Misty Forest.

In a bottomless abyss.

A glittering water droplet slid off a leaf and dropped on Ye Tianxin’s fair face.

She opened her eyes, still groggy. ‘What happened? Am I dreaming?’

When she saw the scene before her eyes, she was deeply in awe.

Vines crawled all over the extremely tall cliff face. Various beasts flew in the air. Their sizes ranged from being as large as mountains to as delicate as butterflies.

Ye Tianxin trembled as she sat up. “Where is this place?”

As soon as she got up, something moved under her.

Ye Tianxin cried out involuntarily, “Cheng Huang!”

Her memories came crashing back to her at this moment. She was not dreaming! This was real! The creature that carried her off the cliff was Cheng Huang, the beast that she had been painstakingly searching for. She traversed all of Great Yan, through fields and mountains, through the nations of the Other Tribes, crossing thousands of miles, just to find it.

Ouu!

Cheng Huang stood up and looked behind.

Their eyes met. It was like placing a soccer ball next to a soybean.