Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 822: The Melody is Nice

Chu Rou gently caressed the qin, her delicate hands slowly gliding over the strings, soft as water.

Her indifferent gaze looked at Xiao Yi, and she smiled gently.

"No wonder you’re the notorious little thief, your combat strength is astounding."

"Though watching you get besieged, I really don’t want to intervene, bullying with numbers."

"But I can’t just watch the atrocious acts of the little thief continue."

Chu Rou’s words were light, yet clearly heard by everyone.

"You want to stop me?" Xiao Yi said coldly, glancing at his bound arms.

An invisible force was entangling his arms.

"Break." Xiao Yi gave a low shout.

With a gentle exertion of force, he easily broke the restraints.

Pling...

An invisible qin melody instantly struck.

Xiao Yi’s arm was bound again.

Whoosh... On the other side, the Kuanglan Sect Master flashed, speeding towards them.

The target was the Eldest Prince beneath Xiao Yi’s fist.

"Want to take someone from my hands?" Xiao Yi’s eyes grew cold.

His arm shook, once again easily breaking the restraints.

Pling pling... pling pling...

Strands of qin melodies continuously assaulted him.

The lingering qin melody was pleasant and captivating.

Xiao Yi was momentarily entranced by it.

That feeling wasn’t annoying, nor uncomfortable in the slightest.

Instead, it made one’s mental state clear and calm like water lily.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, instantly recovering from the trance.

In front of him, beneath his fist, the Eldest Prince had already been taken away by the Kuanglan Sect Master.

"What piece was that?" Xiao Yi asked while looking at Chu Rou.

Chu Rou smiled lightly and said, "Cloud Light."

"Cloud Light." Xiao Yi murmured, nodding slightly.

"Little thief, do you perhaps feel like there’s no more fighting spirit now?" Chu Rou softly asked.

Xiao Yi nodded slightly.

"Then perhaps we can have a chat now." Chu Rou smiled.

"Chat about what?" Xiao Yi asked.

Chu Rou smiled faintly and said, "Many things, for instance..."

"Surrender and be captured." Chu Rou spoke each word deliberately.

"Honestly, I’d rather have a fair fight with you, little thief."

"But in the Holy Land, time is limited."

"So, I’d still ask the little thief to obediently yield, and let us capture you first."

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "Qin-type Martial Soul, rare and incredibly powerful."

"However, with your Half-step Heavenly Extreme cultivation, you still can’t handle me."

"What? Half-step Heavenly Extreme?" The Eldest Prince, Yu Feng, and others looked at Chu Rou in surprise.

The Eldest Prince, with Half-step Heavenly Extreme cultivation, always regarded himself as the foremost Heavenly Talent of the Wind Saint Territory.

Yu Feng, at Earth Extreme Ninth Layer, though not as strong as the Eldest Prince, was always seen as equal to Chu Rou by outsiders.

But now it seems, Chu Rou’s strength is evidently superior to theirs.

"I just broke through a few days ago, but I don’t like those hollow reputations, so I didn’t announce it," Chu Rou casually explained.

Then, her indifferent gaze turned towards the Kuanglan Sect Master.

"Kuanglan Sect Master, please take down the little thief."

"Rest assured." The Kuanglan Sect Master nodded.

Among the eight people here, seven were Heavenly Talents.

Only the Kuanglan Sect Master was a senior, and an old-fashioned Heavenly Extreme First Layer expert.

Whoosh... The Kuanglan Sect Master instantly made a move, a palm strike coming down.

The palm wind, as if turbulent waves, was astonishingly powerful.

"Little thief, I heard you killed a Heavenly Extreme Second Layer expert before."

"I wonder if you really have such capabilities."

Boom... The Kuanglan Sect Master’s palm struck fiercely.

Xiao Yi was not afraid, striking back with a punch.

Bam... A loud explosion.

The collision of fist and palm unleashed a powerful storm.

Nearby Yu Feng and Qin Hongyi were directly blown away by the shockwave.

The next second, stomp... stomp... stomp...

The Kuanglan Sect Master was shockingly knocked back a few steps by the recoil.

"Impressive." The Kuanglan Sect Master’s complexion changed, "This kid definitely has strength above Heavenly Extreme Second Layer."

"No wonder the Eldest Prince and others aren’t his match."

"Kuanglan Sect Master, feel free to make a move," Chu Rou’s soft voice came from behind.

Hearing this, the Kuanglan Sect Master frowned first, then nodded.

Swoosh... The Kuanglan Sect Master strikes again.

With a fierce and astonishing palm wind, he attacks once more.

Xiao Yi, unafraid, prepares to counter with a punch.

Suddenly...

Zheng zheng... zheng zheng...

Strands of musical notes drift in, and Xiao Yi’s expression changes instantly.

The motion of his punch unexpectedly slows for a moment.

Luckily, his quick reflexes still allow him to barely block the Kuanglan Sect Master’s palm.

However, it’s evident that his rushed punch failed to repel the Sect Master.

Xiao Yi’s face shows slight discomfort.

Chu Rou’s music has drained all battle intent from him, leaving no will to fight.

At first glance, it seems insignificant.

But actually, Xiao Yi’s punch faltered due to this music, making him suddenly want to pull back.

His hand wants to strike, but his mind wishes to retreat.

This causes his movements to be somewhat disjointed.

This is why his punch was slightly slower earlier.

The strands of musical notes continuously flow.

The desire to fight within Xiao Yi diminishes further; his movements grow increasingly uncoordinated.

The Kuanglan Sect Master’s attacks come like a violent storm.

Xiao Yi can only rely on his exceptional combat awareness to hold steady.

Besides, Xiao Yi’s physical strength, after all, is at the Heavenly Extreme Third Layer; dealing with a mere Heavenly Extreme First Layer Sect Master is not a challenge.

Suddenly, Chu Rou in the distance changes her manner of playing the zither.

Her plucking turns into a sweeping motion across the strings.

The strands of musical notes carry a new meaning.

"This..." Almost instantly as the music reaches him, Xiao Yi’s expression becomes grim.

His hands, engaged with the Sect Master, suddenly feel powerless.

No, to be exact, his attacks suddenly feel soft, floating weakly.

Bang... A loud crash rings out.

Xiao Yi is directly blasted back by the Kuanglan Sect Master’s palm.

"Little thief prince." In the distance, Chu Rou chuckled softly, "This is the second piece, called ’Gentle Wind.’

Bang... Another loud crash.

The Kuanglan Sect Master mercilessly pushes Xiao Yi back again and again.

"Little thief prince, quite a tough opponent," Chu Rou chuckled, strumming her zither as the melody changed once more.

The melody was exceedingly pleasant.

But Xiao Yi had no mind to appreciate it.

Because he found his body once again bound by some invisible force.

His limbs felt as if tied by invisible ’strings.’

His movements began to slow down.

"This is the third piece, which little thief prince heard before, named ’Wind Stopping.’

Bang... Bang... Bang...

The Kuanglan Sect Master’s storm-like attacks landed heavily on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted a hundred meters away.

Zheng zheng... zheng zheng...

The melody transformed once more.

"This is the fourth piece now, little thief prince, you should concede," Chu Rou chuckled lightly, "The piece is called ’Battle Breath.’

Xiao Yi’s movements became extremely sluggish.

The Kuanglan Sect Master sneers coldly, delivering relentless, lethal palm strikes.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Xiao Yi, practically powerless to fight back, was forced into a retreat step by step.

In the distance, Lih Fengxing beside Chu Rou gazed at her in amazement.

"Cloud Light and Breeze, Wind Stopping Battle Breath, the four great zither skills inherited for countless years in the Wind Stopping Sect, you’ve mastered them all, impressive."

"Sub Hall Master Lih Fengxing praises me too much," Chu Rou smiled faintly, "Compared to your illustrious achievements, my trivial cultivation is not worth mentioning."

Lih Fengxing was about to say something when his face suddenly changed.

"Ha, perhaps indeed it’s not worth mentioning," Lih Fengxing laughed abruptly, a remarkable battle intent emanating from him.

"Hmm?" Chu Rou followed his gaze.

In the distance, the Kuanglan Sect Master, who had been forcing Xiao Yi to retreat, now found his throat gripped by Xiao Yi, unable to move.

"How is this possible?" Chu Rou’s always calm demeanor turned unpleasant.

"Ha." Xiao Yi chuckled coldly, "The music is nice, but the opponent is too weak."

The cold words turned Chu Rou’s face pale.

In front, Xiao Yi’s aura had completely changed.

His battle intent was overwhelming, his killing intent surging.

"Such terrifying battle intent, such formidable killing intent, completely ignoring my music. Is this guy a monster?" Chu Rou hadn’t noticed her body slightly trembling.

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The third update.

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