I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 215: 216 Playing the Piano for Li Xiaobai

Translator: 549690339

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Shentu remained unfazed by the teasing from the surrounding cultivators; he was here only to learn about certain matters, things that would be discussed at the Cultivation Conference.

“Alright everyone, those who have come here today have given great face to our Three Sects. I hope we can all get along harmoniously. I, Xi Yao, will humbly play a piece on the zither first. I welcome your corrections.”

Xi Yao chuckled softly, producing a guqin with a unique design, its streamlined body had no strings.

“This guqin was crafted by Elder Tianji, made from thousand-year-old wood, engraved with formation patterns, resonating with the rhythm of the Dao, and took several years to complete. It is my honor to perform with it before you, the pride of our generation.”

“The Immortal is being too modest. It is our privilege to hear Xi Yao play the guqin.”

“Indeed, listening to the Immortal’s music last year improved my mental cultivation significantly. This year with the possession of this ancient guqin, the anticipation is even more heightened!”

The cultivators smiled and nodded, their words full of admiration.

“Hehe, it’s just playing the zither. These people are making too much of a fuss.”

Ji Wuqing shook his head and continued to relish the delicious food on the table. To him, no music could match the impact of this food.

“What do you know, you damn chicken, just listen carefully.”

Li Xiaobai glanced at him. This darned chicken was spouting nonsense. If overheard, they might become a target even before the conference officially began.

As Xi Yao played the guqin, the musical spirit on the instrument’s body flowed automatically, revealing several spiritual power strings. The melodious music emanated waves of formless Dao rhythm, compelling the many cultivators present to involuntarily cease their actions and quietly experience the music.

This music had the wonderful effect of temporarily elevating people’s mental cultivation. Furthermore, it could even lead to direct enlightenment on previously inscrutable problems.

The cultivators closed their eyes and felt it deeply; in an instant, numerous mighty auras on Wendao Peak erupted, piercing the heavens.

While listening, Li Xiaobai felt sleepy. He did not understand cultivation and had no need for enlightenment. To him, the sounds were like a powerful lullaby.

When it came to enhancing enlightenment and cultivation level, it was his own Tangneng First-class and the Fine Goods Store that were far more effective.

Ji Wuqing also nodded off, feeling drowsy. Being a System-generated mount, it had no need for cultivation. Death would bring it more strength, so it did not care for the subtleties of comprehending the music of the Dao.

With the phoenix bloodline within its body just awaiting full activation, it could become a supreme being in an instant, without the need for gradual cultivation.

As the music reached its pinnacle of expression, becoming more urgent, layers of Dao radiance expanded, enveloping everyone as the surrounding spiritual energy gathered of its own accord to form a small spiritual power vortex.

The cultivators greedily absorbed the spiritual energy from within the vortex, consolidating their cultivation levels.

Seeing this, the Saint Heirs of the Three Sects wore expressions of satisfaction. This was the effect they desired. To secure their positions, they needed to impress these prodigies, and Xi Yao’s music had certainly achieved that result.

However, when their gazes shifted to Li Xiaobai, they were stunned.

At that moment, Li Xiaobai had a half-eaten apple in his mouth and was fast asleep on his chair, and not just him—the chicken next to him was also asleep, hugging a banana.

Faint snoring sounds could be heard.

Xi Yao’s expression flickered with surprise; she knew very well the effects of her music, which under normal circumstances would make her unable to resist cultivating. Yet, Li Xiaobai was now fast asleep. Could it be that he didn’t care at all for this kind of opportunity to enhance his enlightenment?

“Saint Child Zhen, the man you value is indeed unique.”

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The Artifact God let out an appreciative sigh. This was not mockery; being able to fall asleep under Xi Yao’s qin music signified genuine tranquillity rather than a pretense. The only explanation was that the person in question simply did not need the qin music to inspire spiritual awakening and enhance his cultivation level.

This displayed an extreme confidence in one’s own strength, something ordinary people could not achieve.

“I didn’t expect it either—Li Xiaobai, mysterious as yoga, inscrutable.”

Zhen Qiankun narrowed his eyes slightly; the qin music had stirred up a Spiritual Power Vortex, resonating unbidden within him. Yet Li Xiaobai actually fell asleep, and the loudness of his snoring increased over time.

As Xi Yao’s qin music shifted, the sound of the grand Dao spread out, enveloping everyone, and the vortex of Spiritual Energy in the void transformed into a small Spiritual Power lake.

The rich and viscous Spiritual Energy fell like raindrops, nourishing everyone present.

“This is the Spring Rain Transformation!”

“Immortal Xi Yao is actually willing to play this piece today; it’s extremely exhausting to the mind and spirit!”

“Stop talking, don’t waste the Immortal’s good intentions, quickly cultivate. With such a degree of Spiritual Energy, how can we not break through?”

Shock painted the cultivators’ faces as they immersed themselves even more deeply in cultivation. The Spring Rain Transformation was a secret technique of the Elixir Sect, and today Immortal Xi Yao was willing to share it, which genuinely surprised them.

But it was at this moment that a thunderous snore broke into their ears.

All the cultivators were taken aback and simultaneously opened their eyes and turned to look.

They saw a young man sprawled out on the seat at the very edge, an apple in his mouth bitten halfway through, juice smeared across his face. The chicken clutching a banana beside him was also emitting a piercing snore.

The heavy snores and the sharp snorts called and responded to each other, and everyone had a dark expression on their face. Are you accompanying the Immortal with your noise?

“This Li Xiaobai is utterly disrespectful, sleeping while the Immortal plays the qin!”

“Indeed, this man has always been arrogant. He was disrespectful to Lady Xiu’er yesterday, and probably Lady Xiu’er didn’t attend today because she didn’t want to see him!”

“Saint Heir, this person is just a barbarian from a remote part of the Northern Region. Why should he sit with us? Kick him out!”

“He’s been in the Immortal Spirit Daily for a few days and really thinks he’s a genius; if he knew what’s good for him, he’d roll down the mountain by himself, otherwise, I’ll surely teach him a lesson!”

Being disrupted by Li Xiaobai like this, the cultivators could no longer focus on cultivating and glared at him angrily. They had had the chance to advance, but this fellow had caused them to miss a golden opportunity.

He was just a boy from an impoverished and remote area of the Northern Region, relying on having Elder Tianwu supporting him; he really saw himself as a big deal. Among those present from various clans, who didn’t have a millennium-old monster backing them? Today, they had to teach him a lesson!

Woken by the commotion of the cultivators, Li Xiaobai came to his senses and, seeing the cultivators glaring at him with rage, he was utterly baffled. He had been sleeping soundly, what had he done to anger these people?

Better eat an apple to calm the shock!

Ji Wuqing also woke up, her small eyes full of confusion, facing off against the crowd’s stares.

“Cough cough, everyone, did you enjoy Xi Yao’s qin artistry just now?” Xi Yao asked with a smile.

“Certainly, certainly, the Immortal’s qin artistry is peerless, beyond compare; truly an exemplar for our generation. Should the chance arise, I really would like to learn a thing or two from the Immortal.”

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