650 I’m Just Gonna Rub Against I (2/2)

Sometimes it was like countless streams of mercury gathering, raging and rushing, as if the four seas had breached the dykes and gushed backwards onto land, knocking down everything tyrannically.

And sometimes it seemed to turn into the incarnation of destruction with a thousand hands and a hundred arms, holding precious bottles, iron rods, wind and thunder, and casting thunders of fury towards the Physical World.

Sometimes the masters even sensed him as innumerable overlapping alchemy arrays. Countless fine structures beyond the limits of human imagination flanked the sage stone, forming a thin figure who seemed to have the corners of his lips curled upwards in a teasing smile.

”Resonance of music theory, again?” Auden looked at Ye Qingxuan with a bitter expression and couldn't even be envious.

At the start, he would still feel jealous, but at the moment he didn't even have the energy to be jealous anymore.

One would really die from anger if one was to keep on comparing oneself to other people.

When Auden was Ye Qingxuan's age, he was still memorizing a lot of information, and how would he ever thought of becoming a master one day? However, at the moment, Ye Qingxuan was already one step away from becoming a scepter musician, more or less.

The movement of the moon, the music theory of the Holy Cauldron and that of the abyss, the quiet moon that was born after the superposition of the two, the deepness of the Silver Tide that Abraham had passed down to him, the tyranny and horror of the Hecatoncheir... Even Hermes' alchemy was within.

Not to mention the music theory of the Heaven Ladder and Old Phil's Firebird projection.

In the end, even the outline of Ultimate emerged vaguely...

The masters always felt that Ye Qingxuan had learned various things unsystematically, but they never realized that just how unsystematic and of what a great variety the things he learned were.

Never mind the variety and lack of systematicness, the thing was, every single one of it would suffice for him to attain the Level of Scepter if he was to take the path to the end. He could even surpass the ordinary scepter musician and be able to put up a good fight even against saints.

But it was the precise reason why they were most dispirited.

They knew the situation that Ye Qingxuan was facing at the moment.

Such a terrifying resonance of music theory was an unusual sight that would only occur when a musician was advancing to the next level.

Remaining for even one second longer in such a state would bring great benefits!

But who could advance for four or five days in one go, even pausing the process to have a meal and continuing to advance after finishing his meal?

It was Ye Qingxuan's ability, and they didn't even have the right to be envious.

No one among them could induce a power hundreds of times beyond his own limit like Ye Qingxuan, treading on thin ice as if he was taking a walk in the park. Even with the stone plate in hand, none of them could resonate with the catastrophe of the Ultimate.

The great benefits were all enjoyed by Ye Qingxuan alone.

Moreover, it wasn't that he was stingy and unwilling to share the meat on the table with them, they simply didn't have mouths to eat their share.

Nothing else under the sun could be more dispiriting.

At the moment, Ye Qingxuan was sorting out his own system of music theory. Amid so many exquisite and complicated branches of music theory, it could be said that all the roads would lead him to a bright future. But Ye Qingxuan happened to be pacing in front of the door, stepping on seven or eight boats together [2], yet always refusing to actually choose one road and walk inside.

For five or six days, he had been rubbing against the outside of the door without going in [3].

It was very gangster-like and shameless of it.

Ye Qingxuan was in no hurry, on the contrary, the masters were almost nothing short of anxious.

It continued until a few hours later, when the chaos resulting from the resonance of music theory gradually dissipated, and the 'advancement' came to an abrupt end.

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes.

His expression had no joy, but was on the contrary full of disheartenment.

Looking down at the stone plate in his hand, his expression became complicated.

It was the ticket that made him confident about being able to hitch the ride — the core of the catastrophe, albeit only one-third.

Although the piece of the core of the catastrophe did not belong to him, there was no harm in temporarily borrowing it for the sake of reference.

Its rightful owner was still watching on beside him, he dared not pocket it and claimed it as his own.

He could conclude with certainty that other commands had been ingrained more deeply in the depths of the old nun's consciousness, namely the core commands preset by the Sacred City, such as fighting for the core of the catastrophe and safekeeping it.

This command must definitely have higher priority over everything else. Otherwise, she wouldn't be totally indifferent about Raymond, who was close at hand, being killed when she was fighting for the core.

But come to think of it, Raymond's death was full of questions. Who would deliberately scheme to kill Raymond, yet not lay a finger on Schubert who had lost all forms of initiative next to him?

It was beyond reason.

If murdering Schubert could allow him to attain the Level of Scepter immediately, Ye Qingxuan would definitely... okay, he would definitely hesitate more than a few times and still not be able to do it in the end.

Killing an old nun for personal attainment.

Ye Qingxuan would renounce himself just for thinking about it.

In the past few days, he had commanded Schubert with the Holy Bible. It was fairly inconvenient, but generally she could effectively implement simple measures.

The only problem was that she would never let the piece of the core of the catastrophe leave her sight.

Even at the moment, she stood silently in the shadows at a corner, staring at Ye Qingxuan blankly.

The focus of her sight fell on the core.

It had been a few days, and she had not slacked in the slightest bit.

But even Ye Qingxuan himself had grown resigned and despaired, and was close to giving up.

[1] The literal translation of a Chinese saying that means 'everything would be too late by then'.

[2] The author is referring to a Chinese saying that literally translates as 'one foot in each boat', means 'romantically involved with two different persons at the same time', and can be used metaphorically in a broader sense.

[3] The author is referring to a dirty joke in Chinese about non-penetrative sex.