"This … Is my cultivation aptitude really that good?" Wang Baole, who had always been proud, had a rare moment of doubt in his heart.
He couldn't help but doubt himself. In just a short while, the number of musical notes in his body had increased by nearly ten thousand. Now, his total number of superimposed musical notes had almost reached thirty thousand.
Although he had thought about this before, it required him to keep on comprehending before he could achieve it. But now … just by standing there and listening to the noise in the city, the musical notes in his body kept popping out like beans.
Even he was deeply shocked by this scene.
This feeling was similar to when he was on Earth. Before he entered the Ethereal Dao College, when he was studying in his hometown, he was confident that as long as he learned, he would be able to score 100 points.
But with the arrival of the exam, he didn't have time to learn. When the exam paper was placed in front of him, the answers jumped out of his head.
It was as if he was the one who came up with the exam questions …
Wang Baole's body suddenly trembled at this thought. There was a flash of light in his eyes as he muttered to himself.
"As if I came up with the exam questions myself?" Wang Baole thought of the Grand Hunting Feast. In the first level of the world, he saw the battery-like mighty figure with a look of hatred and madness when he saw him.
At the same time, he also thought of the appearance of the emperor spirits under the mask. The guess that had once appeared in his mind but was suppressed by him resurfaced again.
"Impossible!"
As soon as this thought appeared, it was immediately forcefully stopped by Wang Baole. He stood on the street and was silent for a long time before he quietly walked back to the restaurant.
In the room of the restaurant, he opened the window so that the sound from outside could continuously enter. This way, the number of musical notes in his body kept increasing.
When the total number of musical notes reached more than forty thousand, the frequency of the increase gradually decreased. It was not until dusk that it completely stopped. The total number of superimposed musical notes … had reached fifty thousand.
How powerful would fifty thousand musical notes be when they were superimposed together? Wang Baole himself didn't know, but he could feel that at this moment … the strength of his overall combat power had reached a very shocking level.
Even though he was still not as strong as his real self, but … at that moment, due to the increase in his Laws and his understanding of them, he was confident that he would be able to protect himself if he faced any attack from the Lord of Desire.
"If I continue to cultivate like this … If there comes a day when I master the Laws of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires and cultivate them to the same level, at that time, what will I do …" Wang Baole silently closed his eyes and waited for the sky to turn dark.
Not long after, dusk was shrouded by night, and the entire Listening City was engulfed in darkness. Wang Baole opened his eyes, and his body gradually turned illusory. He transformed into an eerie figure and stepped into the World of Listening.
As he stepped inside, the buildings around him became linear. As he walked out of the house, the countless bizarre creatures that were wandering about in the night outside suddenly began to tremble.
Virtually all of the strange creatures in the area could sense Wang Baole, and then bowed their heads toward him. It was as if the aura radiating off of Wang Baole caused them to acknowledge allegiance to him.
When that happened, Wang Baole's eyes shone with a mysterious light. Face expressionless, he walked out into the World of Listening. All of the bizarre creatures he encountered along the way did the same. That was proof of the terrifying nature of the fifty thousand superimposed musical notes inside of Wang Baole.
Wang Baole seemed to be deep in thought. Right now, in front of him, as the void distorted, a strange creature in the shape of a turtle appeared. Its body was ten thousand feet long, and it was walking slowly. It seemed to have sensed Wang Baole, and its body froze. It lay there, not daring to move.
Wang Baole looked at the bizarre turtle-shaped creature. In the past, he would have avoided it. Now, however, it seemed that his aura alone was enough to instill fear and respect in it.
Wang Baole stood there silently, lost in thought. Based on his previous situation, the most he could do with the bizarre creatures was to get close to him, and to control them to a certain extent. But now, he seemed to be able to control some sort of switch.
Even as his thoughts flickered, the enormous turtle-shaped creature up ahead, which was covered with pustules, suddenly began to grow blurry, as if it were being wiped out of existence ….
During the entire process, the bizarre creature lay there, not daring to move an inch.
Wang Baole's thoughts raced, and the bizarre creature that was about to be wiped out suddenly began to move in reverse.
Wang Baole thought for a moment, then walked forward and waved his hand. The turtle-shaped creature seemed to have received a Dharmic decree, and immediately began to run away.
"It seems … I can control this place." Wang Baole tried a few more times, and after coming to a conclusion, he left the World of Listening and appeared in the night, walking toward the sect.
Although he no longer merged with the World of Listening and was moving forward in the night, and there were no musical notes or flames in his body, the bizarre creatures in the World of Listening didn't pounce on him like before. Instead, they stayed far away, just like in the World of Listening.
That's interesting. Wang Baole laughed as he sped forward, gradually nearing the volcano of the Harmony Sect.
Wang Baole's development in the Origin Space Dao Kong could be said to be very smooth. His true form was hidden deep underground, and all traces of his aura were hidden. His avatars were independent outside, and he cultivated the Dharmic Laws of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
Up until now, the Emperor had yet to awaken, and the protectors had yet to find Wang Baole. He had also made many lovers, and had reached a deal with the Lord of Appetite.
It could be said that to a certain extent, Wang Baole had gained a firm foothold in the Space of Origin Dao.
At the same time, in the stone tablet realm within his true form, his former lovers and friends continued to increase their cultivation levels. To them, even though Wang Baole had left, his will had become the Heavenly Dao of the stone tablet realm.
With the help of the Heavenly Dao, his teacher had made a breakthrough. Zhao Yameng, Zhou Xiaoya, and many others were also increasing their cultivation levels. However … compared to the danger Wang Baole was facing, they couldn't help him.
As for the Immortal Astral Continent, it was a similar situation. Although Wang Yiyi's father could help, there was no reason for him to do so, so he could only pay attention.
The other Sovereigns were also paying attention.
As for Wang Yiyi, she was one of the two people on the Immortal Astral Continent who were most worried about Wang Baole. She looked at the Heaven Trampling Bridge almost every day. It was as if she could see Wang Baole, who was in the depths of the Sea of Stars, through the bridge. Images of Wang Baole's departure and his conversation often appeared in her mind.
"Promise me you'll come back."
"I promise you."
The other person was Chen Qing.
Chen Qing's memories from his previous life were slowly awakening. After becoming Situ's disciple, he would often look at the Heaven Trampling Bridge at the end of the sky. He knew that Wang Baole had used the bridge to search for the source of everything. He wanted to help, but he couldn't.
That was why he could only mutter to himself.
"Junior Brother …
"When can we meet again …."
(End of this chapter)
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