Those who recognized Shi Lingzi's identity were mostly Daoists and experts from the other two sects. They were all puzzled. At the same time, in a tall building in the western district of Listening Desire City, a woman's figure appeared. She was a peerless beauty and wore a purple dress. Her face was cold, but her facial features were delicate and pretty. She had a kind of otherworldly beauty.
This woman was one of the two Daoists of the Harmony Sect, Yue Lingzi.
Her attainments in the Law of Listening Desire had even surpassed Shi Lingzi's. She was worthy of being a powerhouse second only to the sect master of the Harmony Sect.
She looked in the direction of Shi Lingzi's roar and frowned. Confusion appeared in her eyes.
"Is this person crazy?!"
At the same time, in another part of Listening Desire City, the two Daoists of the Hengqin Sect also looked in the direction of Shi Lingzi's roar.
Both of them were men and were extraordinarily handsome. If they wore women's clothes, many female cultivators would feel ashamed of their inferiority. However, the relationship between the two of them was very harmonious. It was very different from the competition between the Daoists of the other sects.
Most of the time, they even accompanied each other in the eyes of the world. At this moment, the two of them were sitting in a pavilion in Listening Desire City. One of them was playing the zither and the other was sitting on the side with one hand supporting his chin. They stared at the person in front of them and were immersed in listening. However, as Shi Lingzi's roar came, it disrupted the sound of the zither, causing the person playing the zither to frown.
As for the other person, when he saw his companion frown, his expression turned cold. He got up and was about to leave.
The person playing the zither softly asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to beat him up."
At the same time, in another part of Listening Desire City, a middle-aged cultivator wearing a grey robe was sitting in the courtyard of his house. He held a piece of wood in his hand and was knocking on the porcelain in front of him.
Broken porcelain was everywhere around him. While the pieces were all over the ground, there weren't many complete porcelain left. However, he didn't care and continued to smash a complete porcelain. His expression was one of comprehension as he listened to the sound of the porcelain shattering. It was as if he was carving this note in his heart.
However, Shi Lingzi's roar seemed to have affected him, causing the middle-aged man to look unhappy.
This person was one of the two Daoists of the Music Path, Zong Hengzi.
He was the most well-known Dao Disciple of the Dao of Rhythm. As for the other Dao Disciple, because he was in seclusion all year round, the Hengqin Sect and Harmony Sect didn't know much about him. Even the Dao of Rhythm itself didn't know much about the other Dao Disciple.
He only knew that the other Daoist was called Yin Xi.
At this moment, while the cultivators of the three great sects in Tingyu City were alarmed by Shi Lingzi's voice, Wang Baole, who had been teleported back, naturally heard it as well.
Due to the fact that the location he was teleported to was not fixed, and instead appeared randomly, he was not very close to where Shi Lingzi was. Thus, he rapidly changed his clothes and returned to his original appearance. With a tranquil expression, he walked on the street. Although he appeared to be ignoring Shi Lingzi's shouts, he was coldly snorting in his heart.
"What the hell are you screaming for? Next time, I'll let you experience Mortal Sound again!" Wang Baole wasn't in a good mood. The melody that he had painstakingly composed had been trampled on. This feeling was like a child that he had raised himself being disdained by an outsider.
However, he had to admit that in terms of the Tingyu Law, he was indeed inferior to Shi Lingzi. The level of movement that Shi Lingzi had reached could already be considered one of the origins of the Tingyu Law.
"If more than 3,000 of them can't kill you, then I'll make 30,000 of them!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed viciously as he sped towards the restaurant. When he arrived, he summoned the housekeeper and gave him the reserved Blue Leyu.
The Blue Joyfish in his bag of holding were no longer very active, and quite a few of them had already died. However, there were still a few dozen left. As for the steward, he used a special magical item to check the number of Blue Joyfish in his bag of holding, and was completely shocked.
"This … this many!"
Ignoring the housekeeper's flabbergasted expression, Wang Baole spoke in a low voice.
"Tell your boss that I want incomplete music scores. The more, the better!"
The housekeeper's heart raced. He was very clear about the value of so many Blue Leyu. At the same time, he also understood that being able to obtain them meant that this cultivator in front of him was very powerful.
After all, Blue Leyu weren't easy to catch.
Therefore, when he heard Wang Baole's request, he immediately nodded his head and hurriedly left to report to his boss. Soon, the boss behind the restaurant mobilized the power of his own connections to collect incomplete music scores for Wang Baole in the entire Tingyu City.
Just like that, when night was about to arrive, the first batch of incomplete music scores was sent over. For the first time, Wang Baole didn't go to the mountain gate in the dark. Instead, he stayed in his room and looked at the incomplete music scores as he began to comprehend them frantically.
His talent in the Tingyu Law was also revealed at this time. Although it wasn't as good as the opportunity of obtaining the Blue Leyu, as long as there were enough music scores, Wang Baole would be able to gain even more with his comprehension.
Of course, the premise was that there were enough incomplete music scores.
Just like that, time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. During this half a month, Wang Baole spent almost all of his time in the restaurant and didn't go to the sect. As he continued to comprehend, his notes continued to form, especially towards the end. As thousands of incomplete music scores were sent over every day, the speed at which Wang Baole's notes increased reached an astonishing level.
Now, the number of overlayed notes was no longer more than 3,000, but 8,000. As for the zither notes, perhaps because the music scores were incomplete or because they weren't heavenly sounds, not a single note had been formed.
Although Wang Baole was depressed, when he thought about killing Shi Lingzi, he suppressed his obsession with his own music and focused on overlaying the notes.
At the same time, during this half a month, a wanted notice was sent out from the Harmony Sect under Shi Lingzi's name.
The arrest warrant was very simple. There was a portrait of Wang Baole in it. It was a portrait of Wang Baole who had changed his appearance. The craftsmanship was exquisite, and it perfectly portrayed his expression.
There was also a message introducing that this person was good at vulgar but strange mortal sounds. If anyone encountered him and told Shi Lingzi, they would be qualified to personally create music scores for him.
This qualification immediately caused a sensation among countless cultivators of the three sects. After all, to personally create music scores for a Daoist was a great opportunity for the cultivators of the three sects.
Therefore, during this half a month, many cultivators of the three sects no longer went into seclusion. Instead, they went into the night to search for the person wanted by Shi Lingzi, especially in the Hengqin Sect. A few days ago, Shi Lingzi even made a trip there to find Wang Baole.
However, they were blocked, and it was very unpleasant.
In any case, Wang Baole's incarnation was already famous among the mortals of the three sects and even Tingyu City.
While countless people were searching, Wang Baole finally finished comprehending the incomplete music scores.
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