1145: Chapter 292_3 1145: Chapter 292_3 On the other side, Hui Yin picked up a bamboo and began to connect it to a flute.
Across from them, the man in the grey robe, seeing that both parties had already started their actions, could only anxiously wait, hoping for Immortal Bi Yue to rob the other party directly.
It was possible because the rival still had the bamboo, and because Immortal Bi Yue was at the Golden Core Period Limit.
Would she rob three people by herself?
Was she going there to throw her life away?
Cao Zhen had almost finished with the bamboo at the same time as the opponent, and almost simultaneously, both Cao Zhen and Hui Yin picked up their flutes and began to play.
Hui Yin’s face showed surprise.
This person, having arrived here such a short time ago, dared to play the flute?
And it seemed there were no issues with the sound?
Surprised, he quickly focused his mind and concentrated on playing.
While Cao Zhen played the bamboo flute, he listened to the sounds coming from the Tower and the person from the Demon Sound Sect.
That person’s playing was flawless.
Wouldn’t that mean they would enter the Tower together later?
A thought crossed Cao Zhen’s mind, and he played even more seriously.
He became completely absorbed, playing the flute to the best of his ability.
Hui Yin only wanted to resonate with the flute sounds from inside the Tower, but the opponent’s playing kept reaching his ears unavoidably.
He found himself unconsciously following the other’s musical rhythm.
Suddenly, his face flushed with a crimson hue, and the next moment, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
His rhythm fell into disarray, and his breathing became chaotic!
Almost at the same moment he spat out blood, the door behind Cao Zhen opened, and he instantly entered it.
“Senior Brother!”
The other two from the Demon Sound Sect saw their senior brother spit blood, their expressions changing dramatically as they hurried over to support him.
But Hui Yin waved his hand and turned his head to look at Immortal Bi Yue, then, with a fist and palm salute, he said, “I wonder from where Immortal Bi Yue has found such a master; such musical rhythm prowess is truly rare.”
His own skill in musical rhythm was already high, yet he had been affected by the other party to the point of failure.
As far as he knew, within the Minor Era of Inversion of Heaven and Earth, there were only three people in the Eastern Province who could do this — and he knew all three.
None of them were the stranger who had entered the Tower.
How could such a master of musical rhythm suddenly appear?
Immortal Bi Yue smiled proudly, her face glowing with an air of arrogance, “It won’t be long before you naturally learn his name.
Because soon, he will be renowned throughout the world.”
Seeing their senior brother fail, the other two from the Demon Sound Sect stopped playing and began to inquire about the stranger’s identity with Immortal Bi Yue.
They were desperately anxious and hastily transmitted a secret message, “Senior Brother, the opponent has only entered the Tower; it’s not certain they can get the treasure inside.
We still have a chance.”
“There’s no more chance,” Hui Yin replied through a secret transmission.
“Now, the sound of the opponent’s flute is all that fills my mind.
Even if I play again, I fear I won’t resonate with the sounds inside the Tower and be able to enter.
Moreover, given the level of the opponent’s musical rhythm, they are likely to quickly get the treasure inside.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge Tower in front of him shrank and flew into the hands of the other party, while the stranger who had entered the Tower fell from the void.
The next moment, Immortal Bi Yue flew up and caught him in the void, then the two of them vanished from everyone’s sight.
On the silk, Immortal Bi Yue still commanded the fabric, with Cao Zhen, habitually wrapping his arms around her from behind.
While flying into the distance, Immortal Bi Yue asked, “What was inside the Tower?”
“The same old three things,” replied Cao Zhen, as he took out a bamboo flute.
“Only the big drum has changed into a flute, which is also a Divine Weapon, and then there’s the Token and another Divine Thought.”
Saying this, he paused for a moment.
Previously, he and Immortal Bi Yue had agreed that she would take the Divine Thought, and he would take the other two items.
What about now?
How should they be divided?
It seemed he should give Bi Yue two items, and keep two for himself.
Immortal Bi Yue seemed to know what Cao Zhen was struggling with and spoke before he even said anything, “Our Dragon Chant Sect has so many Divine Weapons we can’t even use them, and after the Minor Era of Inversion of Heaven and Earth concludes, the Divine Weapons won’t be of much use.
You can take the bamboo flute back to your own Sect.
Moreover, our Dragon Chant Sect has existed for so many years, we don’t even know how much heritage we have; that Divine Thought is no use to us, take it back as well, for the people of your Sect.
That Tower…
it should be a set with the first Tower, right?
You’ve already got one, so take the second one as well.”
“That’s not quite right,” Cao Zhen voiced, feeling awkward as Immortal Bi Yue wanted nothing for herself.
“What’s wrong with that?
Sooner or later, we are going to be one family,” Immortal Bi Yue turned her head, smiling at Cao Zhen, “What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is yours, in the end.”
Cao Zhen felt overwhelmed, genuinely afraid.
Bi Yue’s close-up smiling face and insistence on taking nothing just made it hard for him to keep his composure.
“Well…
how about this, you can take both the Tower and the Divine Thought.”