245: Chapter 245 Daughter Feng Qianyou, a Born Musician

Buzz!

Hearing this, Dan Chenzi's hand holding the spiritual wine paused. A flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes, which was then transformed into suppressed anger.

He drank the spiritual wine. The once delicious and mellow aroma now tasted incredibly bitter.

The two of them spoke about what had happened over the years, both marveling at the ruthlessness of time.

"Senior Brother Dan, what are your plans for having Feng Qianyou send me the letter?"

Tian Leizi's voice was low, giving off an unusual sense of pressure.

"Qianyou? Is she... of my bloodline?" Elder Dan hesitated slightly before asking the doubt in his heart.

"Indeed, Senior Brother Dan. Feng Qianyou is the child of you and Senior Sister Feng Huang. Over the years, Feng Qianyou has had a very difficult life, but she is extremely strong at heart!"

Tian Leizi sighed and spoke slowly, his voice carrying a trace of coldness.

Boom!

Hearing this, Elder Dan could no longer suppress his aura. It burst forth from his body, a violent force soaring into the sky, causing the stars in the night sky to shift and the energy of heaven and earth to howl, stirring up monstrous waves.

His eyes were bloodshot. The entire mountain peak suddenly turned cold, and frost flowers condensed in the air.

His face became extremely pained, and his heart felt as if it were being tormented in boiling oil, an unbearable agony.

Roar...

"Feng Huang?" Dan Chenzi roared in pain, like a wounded magical beast. The sound waves of his roar caused the space to tremble, shocking Tian Leizi.

It seemed that Senior Brother Dan's strength had improved significantly over the years.

Standing on a distant mountain peak, he let out a roar towards the sky. The tall peak split in two; one half soared into the heavens, while the other sank to form an abyss.

Tian Leizi did not stop him, but instead waited quietly for Elder Dan to vent.

He took out a bottle of fine wine and two small bowls, filled them, and waited patiently for Elder Dan.

After roaring for a while, he stood motionless in mid-air.

"Senior Brother Dan, if you feel better, come over!" Tian Leizi spoke slowly.

Expressionless, Elder Dan turned to look at Tian Leizi on the mountain peak. He took a deep breath, and his figure vanished into thin air, reappearing in front of Tian Leizi.

"Wine of Yearning; Feng Qianyou brewed it. Give it a taste!" Tian Leizi pointed with his finger.

Elder Dan frowned upon hearing this. After tasting the spiritual wine brewed by Hun Tiandi, ordinary wine was hard to appreciate, but this wine was brewed by Feng Qianyou.

He then began to drink. This Wine of Yearning was not mellow or sweet; instead, it had a faint bitterness.

"Sigh, when Feng Qianyou was brewing it, her tears fell. She poured her longing for her parents entirely into the wine. She kept half for herself and gave the rest to me!"

Tian Leizi said softly.

Elder Dan imagined the scene: a person brewing wine alone in a room, longing accompanied by tears, resulting in a bitter brew.

A glimmer flickered in his eyes and quickly vanished.

"Has Feng Qianyou been doing well all these years?" Elder Dan inquired.

"Forcing a smile, practicing hard!" Tian Leizi replied.

Originally, Feng Qianyou should have lived a happy life, enjoying the care of her parents, but all these years she had been practicing alone.

Elder Dan drank another cup of wine and said with extreme coldness, "Xuan Kongzi? Ancestor of the Pill Tower? Just you wait..."

He used all his willpower to suppress the fury in his heart, knowing that now was not the time.

"Junior Brother Tian Leizi, help me take good care of Feng Qianyou. I will go to the Pill Tower. Feng Huang's debt, I will settle it one by one!"

Elder Dan spoke calmly, but Tian Leizi nodded upon hearing this. The blood feud between Dan Chenzi and the Pill Tower could not be resolved!

The two were silent, sitting on the mountain peak, drinking the bitter wine, with Tian Leizi accompanying him.

Afterwards, Tian Leizi left. As the president of the Pill Tower, leaving for a long time would attract attention.

"Feng Huang, our daughter Feng Qianyou is still alive, but your grudge can only be washed away with Xuan Kongzi's blood. Ancestor of the Pill Tower? My respected teacher, wait for your disciple..."

Elder Dan stood alone on the mountain peak, gritting his teeth.

Then, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Sound Valley, Maple Leaf Forest.

On the Fighting Qi Continent, time is both the least valuable and the most valuable thing. Time will not stay for anyone; it moves forward and fades away.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. Hun Tiandi stayed quietly in the Maple Leaf Forest courtyard, never going out unless necessary, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation.

The purple flame thunder bead was suspended above his head!

Streams of pure purple lightning fell, enveloping his entire body. It crackled and popped with electric arcs as the Thunder Emperor Art circulated within him.

One could say his Dou Qi was growing; such quiet opportunities for cultivation were too rare.

Although he had reached this step through some opportunities, in the eyes of truly powerful experts, he was merely like an ant.

Such was the fact. He was no longer the Nine-Star Dou Sheng who commanded the winds and clouds, the number one person of the Hun Clan. There was no need to deny it.

Low cultivation was not to be feared; one just had to practice. This sense of pressure forced him to cultivate diligently.

At the same time, after three months of learning zither skills, Hun Tiandi had also initially mastered the rhythm, melodies, and various basic knowledge, such as how to read scores and what the notes represented.

He learned what the strings represented, like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing the necessary nutrients.

Every bit of knowledge he learned would be broken down and understood, reflected upon repeatedly until it was completely his own.

With his terrifying comprehension, his learning speed was extremely fast.

He had even begun to work on comprehending the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Melody.

Tian Yin once commented that Hun Tiandi was a "natural zitherist."

Phew!

He slowly opened his eyes. Light receded and darkness spread across the sky. Hun Tiandi had been cultivating, and with the support of the purple flame thunder bead, his Thunder Emperor Art was progressing rapidly.

Relying on his powerful soul willpower, while cultivating, he also began to practice some powerful Dou Techniques. He still had too few lethal methods at his disposal.

Within the Ten Thousand Sword Art, he had completely mastered the recorded Di-rank Dou Techniques, starting with the first two forms: Ten Blades Splitting the Sea and Hundred Rivers Sword Wave. He was also comprehending the subsequent ones, believing that before long...

The fame of the Ten Thousand Sword Art would be known throughout the continent.

Hun Tiandi's soul power surged out to deal with the extreme poison from the Nine-Headed Poison Dragon Emperor that had invaded his body.

Had it not been for the seal of the heart of samsara, Hun Tiandi would have already been tortured to death by the nine extreme poisons.

Looking at the five-colored seal on his chest, he fell into deep thought.

He needed to search ancient records to see if there was a way to remove this bomb.

Cultivation continued.

After three months of basic study, he had completely finished learning the theoretical knowledge of music. Tian Yin said that in three days, she would formally begin teaching him zither techniques.

In other words, he was about to formally learn the zither.

Inside the wooden house, Hun Tiandi formed hand seals, activating the Thunder Emperor Art to absorb the energy of the purple flame thunder bead. The pure lightning energy circulated according to the technique.

It transformed into pure lightning Dou Qi, howling through his meridians. At the same time, Hun Tiandi noticed that the body-tempering effect of the lightning Dou Qi was excellent.

It was even stronger than the sword qi derived from the Ten Thousand Sword Art in tempering his body.

Currently, after being tempered by the sword qi, only the last two segments of his dorsal keel remained. Once the entire keel was tempered, he would move on to the limbs and all the bones in his body.

To temper a Body of Ten Thousand Swords; if successful...

He could then unrestrainedly perform the last few powerful Dou Techniques recorded in the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

Otherwise, forcing their execution would be difficult even for the powerful and mysterious Blood God Body to withstand the impact of the ten thousand swords.

At present, Hun Tiandi had only cultivated sword qi and had not yet accommodated sword souls.

Sigh!

With his situation, he wondered if he would ever have the chance to return to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Only the thousands of sword souls in the Sword Tomb forbidden area could ultimately bring the Ten Thousand Sword Art to completion.

Without the driving force of sword souls, it would be difficult to unleash the supreme power of the Ten Thousand Sword Art.