Vol 4 Chapter 24.4 (1/2)
Chapter 24 – Zither of Divinity (IV)
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“He traveled thousands of miles, reached Nanshan Millenium Tree, and boiled 49 medicinal plants over a warm fire for 81 days before extracting them. Drying them in the gentle sunlight for 108 days, he fetched the strings of the orange guqin—which were also the strings of my soul—and spent 3 years creating a new zither—Waterfall of Connecting Pearls.
“I became the soul of the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls Zither.”
The orange realm faded away, the surroundings morphing back into reality. Ye Yin Zhu suddenly felt that his face was very wet. At this moment, he realized tears had long been streaming down his face.
Glistening tears dropped down onto the strings, shattering into countless little droplets that quietly rolled down. It was unknown who was crying, him or the zither.
Waterfall of Connecting Pearls, it was Waterfall of Connecting Pearls. Qin Shang had once spoken of this zither and only described the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls Zither with a single line: ‘This is the best zither!’ That man, Qin Zhi, had the exact same name as the founder of the Zither Sect.
Ye Yin Zhu didn’t know why the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls Zither was here, but he knew that this zither and he will never part. She would be by his side forever; he would share her sorrow and grief.
Before he left the Desolate Jade Sea, Qin Shang had told Ye Yin Zhu, ‘If you reach a point where you want to contend against the Blue Dias Seven PaG.o.da with your own strength, you need to find a Divine Zither.’
What was a Divine Zither? Naturally, it was a zither. In this era, only three zithers could be considered divine devices. Waterfall of Connecting Pearls, which held Lan Ming Zhu’s soul, was one of them.
“Yin Zhu, what’s going on?” Ferguson’s deeply concerned voice rang out, awakening Ye Yin Zhu from his sadness. He discovered that he was tightly embracing the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls.
Ye Yin Zhu looked at Ferguson, Nesta, and Ma Liang. At this moment, Nesta had already put on a full suit of dark red armor. Its dazzling and beautiful design made his lofty figure appear even more majestic. The color of this armor matched his Blood Soul Spear well. Ma Liang had exchanged for a gray crystal magical robe clasp, and in his hand was a necklace made of unknown gems.
“Teacher, I want this zither. May I?” His expression held no desire, only a steady resolve.
Ferguson smiled slightly and said, “Of course. A good zither in the hands of an outstanding Divine Music mage is a blessing. I didn’t even know that this treasury’s collection had an aura zither.”
Returning to the cla.s.sroom, Ye Yin Zhu’s mood still hadn’t sobered from the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls’ illusory story. He didn’t know whether the zither soul genuinely existed or not, but that story was nevertheless very soft and poignant. Perhaps it was because his tears had fallen onto the strings of the zither soul, but even as the Waterfall of Connecting Peals lay in his s.p.a.ce ring, Ye Yin Zhu could still clearly sense it. Its strings and his heartstrings trembled together.
He rubbed the middle finger of his left hand against the topaz ring, where the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls resided. Ye Yin Zhu already resolved to not place anything but the Waterfall of Connecting Pearls within it.
The lecturer standing atop the podium was a 40-year-old female teacher. Although Ye Yin Zhu didn’t recognize her, she certainly knew the general of the Divine Music division. After a bit, he dazedly walked up to sit beside Lan Xi, not saying a single word as the teacher continued her lesson. Unfortunately, Ye Yin Zhu did not remember a single word from any of the cla.s.ses on the first day.
“Yin Zhu, what’s wrong?” Lan Xi quietly poked him, whispering softly.
“Eh?” Ye Yin Zhu suddenly woke from his daze with a start, his loud cry of surprise immediately causing the beautiful girls to laugh quietly. Lan Xi’s shy face reddened. She lowered her head, not daring to look up at the teacher.
“Student Ye Yin Zhu, do you have a question?” The female teacher gazed at him and asked softly.
Ye Yin Zhu sat there, stunned. In the girls’ eyes, this handsome yet stunned version of him was really cute.
“Teacher, can musical instruments have souls?”