379: Preparation before the concert

If Sabado saw this, his mouth would water with envy, because he could only afford Magical Artifacts even now, while a Spiritual Artifact was absolutely out of his reach.

As for why Sabado couldn't nurture his own spiritual sword for hundreds of years, it was naturally related to his personal Aptitude and the quality of his dharma sword. Compared to Zhu Jian, his personal Aptitude was simply too trashy—only a triple Spiritual Root Yellow Rank Low Grade Aptitude. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been dispatched by the Sect to perform missions. Generally, elite Disciples of the Sect are kept inside for focused training; going out on missions only wastes a lot of time to Cultivate. Of course, the Sect also plans some trial missions for elite Disciples, but those missions are highly purposeful and helpful for their improvement, unlike Sabado coming to a remote, low-level planet like Blue Star to collect resources and develop markets... Additionally, Sabado couldn't afford a dharma sword with growth potential. Ordinary dharma swords are limited by their material; no matter how much they are nurtured, they cannot achieve a transformation. From this perspective, the Xuanhuang Sword truly is the best sword of the Da Ming Legacy. It already reached excellent quality a thousand years ago, and after another millennium of nurturing, it finally achieved a qualitative leap!

The Beiming Secondary Base, under the jurisdiction of the Nanyue Base, is located northwest of South Yue City, closer to the Central Plains. It covers a significant area and governs nine tertiary bases, each of which is more than half again as large as the Fengyang base where Long Yuan was previously located.

At this time, the bright moon hung high in the sky. A certain waste disposal site in the east of Beiming City was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a ring of waste piles on the periphery, while the interior had vanished completely!

After a while, a figure flew up from the interior out of thin air and hovered in mid-air. The moonlight illuminated his face—it was Long Yuan!

He looked at the abyss below, and eight small flags suddenly appeared in his hand. With a gentle flick, the small flags flew out in eight directions and landed on the surrounding ground. With a soft "buzzing" sound, as if a light breeze had swept across the surface of the abyss, the scene at the mouth of the abyss changed, unexpectedly returning to the previous scene piled high with waste!

"Haha, I hope no one falls down!" Long Yuan chuckled lightly and turned to fly away.

This happened to be the hundredth waste yard he had harvested on this trip. To avoid leaking his secret, he had refined these Formation Flags to set up a Low Grade illusion Formation. Although it was only a Low Grade Formation, it was a Spiritual Formation. Such a Formation is naturally much more powerful than a Xuan Formation and is not something those ordinary Xuan Practitioners can easily detect. Therefore, he believed this secret should be kept for a long time.

"Only a hundred collected. There are no less than three thousand medium and large waste yards near South Yue City in total. This is just the beginning," Long Yuan sighed.

After the Little Yellow Dog was born, Long Yuan felt the pressure increase again. Although he had two Clones outside helping him collect waste, he couldn't stay idle himself. He simply took advantage of the limited time before the concert to come out and collect some, in order to speed up the resource production of the Heavenly Dao Space.

His speed was much faster than his Clones. In just a day and a night, he had already collected a hundred waste yards. Just as he was about to rush to the next one, he suddenly let out a soft exclamation of surprise: "Zhu Jian?!"

He quickly checked this information stream and soon saw the conversation between him and Zhu Zhenxiang, drawing two conclusions: first, Zhu Jian had basically solved the problem of Zhenyuan City on the Northern Front Line; second, he was going to Yingtian Prefecture to organize the preparations for resisting the Sea Race, and he should be present at tomorrow's concert!

"It seems Prince An's role is quite significant. I can focus on developing the base instead!" Long Yuan couldn't help but smile.

Prince An's exit from seclusion was indeed timely. He alone solved the two major problems currently facing Da Ming. No wonder Zhu Zhenxiang regarded him as his greatest reliance and most trustworthy person!

To be able to make a Great Emperor trust him absolutely, he was probably the only person in the entire Da Ming!

"Should I meet him?" Long Yuan thought for a moment and decided to go back and make some preparations. Meeting him was necessary, but he couldn't let him see his true background... At noon the next day, the start time of the concert was not far away. Long Yuan emerged from the cultivation space and checked his phone, finding several messages flashing on it. There were messages from Xu Ruoying, from the butler Justin, and from Li Gui, the Head of the Southern Division of the Music Bureau... Long Yuan looked at Li Gui's message, which said he had arrived at the concert venue, wished him a successful performance, and asked when he would arrive, and so on... Looking at the information stream again, he found that Zhu Jian had already arrived in South Yue City, but he hadn't disturbed anyone and was wandering around the city by himself... Long Yuan pondered for a moment, first confirmed the performance time with Xu Ruoying, then replied to Li Gui, and then to Justin's butler. After handling everything, he began to think about the performance program for tonight.

Unlike a few days ago, two major events had occurred during this time: first, he had led a team to wipe out the Wind Wolf Mountain cultists and beast tribes; second, a large-scale battle had broken out on the Northern Front Line, and this time the Da Ming army seemed to be the proactive side. This had attracted the close attention of countless Da Ming people. It could be said that the first event changed the fate of South Yue City, while the second event might change the fate of Da Ming. If this counter-offensive cannot win, Da Ming will surely fall into endless conflict with the War Bear Country again, and might even trigger some surrounding countries to join in. Therefore, this war will also surely change the fate of countless people. But they are destined to be unable to escape such shackles of fate. To break such a cage and control one's own destiny, one must rise up and fight—for Da Ming, for oneself, and for future generations... Thinking of this, a song was already determined in Long Yuan's mind: "Lonely Warrior"!

The lyrics of this song could be said to be extremely fitting for the occasion. Of course, in this world where martial arts are supreme, combined with his Music Dao talent, he could completely perform it in a more soul-shaking, grand, and magnificent way... And to demonstrate his Music Dao talent in a song, besides singing, another point was the degree of mastery over musical instruments!

To achieve the effect he wanted, relying solely on a guitar would certainly be far from enough. Scenes described in a piece of information from the Heavenly Dao Space surfaced in Long Yuan's mind. It was said that there were Music Dao masters who could command countless instruments alone, creating a world of music by themselves. Everything could be integrated into the Music Dao, and everyone in such a world would turn into musical notes, dancing gracefully and feeling a sense of transcendence... Such a master could completely control the movement and stillness, joy and sorrow, happiness and grief, life and death of countless people through music—one thought, one fleeting beauty; one person, one world... A look of longing appeared in Long Yuan's eyes. When he could reach such a level, he would be truly powerful!

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