In fact … it could be said that Shi Lingzi was the last person to recognize Wang Baole among all the people who had fought Wang Baole.
All the cultivators from the three sects who had fought Wang Baole in the arena were well aware of what kind of musical notes they had encountered.
However … perhaps it was because they were too sullen, or perhaps it was because they couldn't bring themselves to speak. Or perhaps it was because … they had been struck by the overbearing musical notes, so they really wanted to see the look on others' faces. This feeling of wanting to die together with him caused all the cultivators who hadn't fought Wang Baole to be kept in the dark. They were curious and puzzled …
"That's the expression! So Shi Lingzi is also one of us! "
"I felt the same way back then. Haha! Seeing others like this makes me feel so good!"
"That damned bastard! I suddenly don't hate him anymore. I want to see others like me!" In the three sects, the cultivators who had fought Wang Baole all had joyful expressions on their faces. The sullenness in their hearts seemed to lessen along with the sullenness of others.
And this lessening process happened as the number of times they watched Wang Baole's performance increased. In other words, the cultivators who had fought Wang Baole earlier were feeling better now. As for those who had fought Wang Baole later on, although they couldn't compare to those of the older generation, when they saw the Dao Disciples suffering the same fate as them, they felt much better. In fact, they even felt a strong sense of anticipation.
Anticipation … for the other Dao Disciples to be killed in the same way.
"What a pity. I wanted to see Yue Lingzi get struck …."
"I want to see it too."
"I strongly recommend that Yue Lingzi and that damned bastard fight next."
After the initial joy, the cultivators who had fought with Wang Baole all had other expectations. At the same time, in the bubble between Wang Baole and White Armor, a thunderous rumble was heard. Wang Baole's superimposed musical notes unleashed an unprecedented sixty percent of their power, breaking the zither strings and the ice zither, transforming into an earth-shattering aura that exploded in front of White Armor, whose expression had changed drastically, revealing disbelief and shock, as well as the aggrieved look on his face.
Puff!
Bai Jia couldn't dodge at all. Even if he tried his best to resist, it was useless. He spat out blood, and even his pores were bleeding, causing his white clothes to turn red. His body was like a kite with a broken string, and he was sent flying, crashing into the inner wall of the bubble.
A cold glint flashed across Wang Baole's eyes, and he dashed out. He had seen the murderous intent that Bai Jia had towards him, and there was no way he was going to let it go so easily. As he dashed out, he raised his right hand and was about to grab Bai Jia.
However, at that moment, a vast power descended upon the battlefield bubble, forming a barrier in front of Wang Baole. Wang Baole's right hand made contact with the barrier.
A boom rang out, and the bubble trembled violently, then began to grow blurry. The Cultivators of the three Sects were shocked. From what they could see, Wang Baole and Bai Jia's bubble, everything inside was covered up, and they couldn't see anything.
Inside the bubble, Wang Baole's right hand made contact with the barrier. His body trembled violently, and he was sent tumbling backward several dozen meters. Blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth. The superimposed musical notes inside of him seemed unwilling to give up, and were on the verge of exploding out with full power. However, Wang Baole held them back. He looked up and saw a blurry figure standing next to Bai Jia behind the barrier.
"Lord Desire, your disciple refuses to accept this!" Wang Baole used his thumb to wipe the blood from his mouth. His expression was one of respect and defiance, and he spoke out like a child in a fit of pique.
With Wang Baole's senses, he instantly understood the suppressive force emanating from the blurry figure. This person … was Listener Desire Lord!
However, Wang Baole wasn't sure which avatar it was. Right now, he had an indignant look on his face, and he was extremely nervous. He looked at the blurry figure and pressed his hand on White Armor's glabella. Soon, White Armor was teleported away. After that, the blurry figure turned around and stared at Wang Baole through the barrier.
"You refuse to accept this?"
It was only four words, but as soon as they entered Wang Baole's ears, his body began to tremble violently. It was as if all of his secrets had been revealed by that voice.
Furthermore, those four words were filled with a terrifying pressure. It was as if if Wang Baole were to struggle in the slightest, then the power of lightning would descend and destroy him in body and soul.
Wang Baole was of the opinion that a wise man submits to circumstances. After a moment of silence, he decided not to stand out and flaunt his uniqueness. Instead, he spoke softly.
"Disciple … accepts this."
His submission reduced the deterrence of the blurry figure by a lot. In fact, this was indeed the case. In Listening to Desire City, the Lord of Desire was supreme. Cultivators who received such an education would not resist any of the Lord of Desire's actions.
Therefore, if Wang Baole had chosen to be special, thinking that he could rely on his uniqueness to enter the eyes of the Lord of Desire, then what awaited him would be the suppression of the Lord of Desire.
Instead, he had chosen to lower his head and look at the Lord of Desire. That was the normal thing to do.
Therefore, after the pressure dissipated, the blurry figure looked away from Wang Baole. His body began to fade away, and the bubble began to grow less turbid. However, just as the figure was about to completely disappear, he suddenly waved his hand, causing a jade slip to fly toward Wang Baole. It passed through the barrier and landed in front of him.
"This is your reward."
As the words echoed out, the figure of the Lord of Desire vanished completely. Wang Baole grabbed the jade slip, panting slightly as he scanned it with divine will. There was only one musical note inside.
It was an incomparably resplendent musical note, one that seemed to contain the sound of all living things.
"Dao Seed!"
In almost an instant, Wang Baole recognized the musical note's origin. It was none other than the Dao Seed of the magical law of Desire, an important foundation for being possessed by the Lord of Desire!
"It's just as the Seven Emotions said. As long as I can get a good position in this trial by fire, then there's a chance I'll be possessed. Even if I don't have a Dao Seed, I'll still be given one.
"Now … I have a Dao Seed. Next, I need to go all out and take first place!" Wang Baole thought for a few breaths of time, then suddenly crushed the jade slip. Instantly, the Dao Seed musical note fused into Wang Baole's body, causing Wang Baole's body to tremble. His self-composed music suddenly grew several times more complete.
At the same time, the superimposed musical note seemed to have been stimulated. It began to tremble, and then … began to spread out, as if to consume the Dao Seed.
The previously resplendent Dao Seed musical note was now trembling, as if it were a little girl who had just run into a bully, and didn't dare to fight back.
Wang Baole was shocked, and quickly tried to stop it. However, he was a bit too slow. Although he was able to control the superimposed musical note, the superimposed musical note still managed to consume it, leaving a small gap.
"What kind of musical note is that …?" Wang Baole felt a headache coming on.
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