Chapter 232 Qian Renxue, Who Loves Music, Shocks the Whole Audience!_1

Qinge on the first floor.

All the guests were shocked as they looked towards the fourth floor.

They were all natives of Tiandou City and naturally understood what five notes from a qin meant.

Only a master of qin-playing could achieve this feat.

Someone exclaimed in disbelief, "No way, that couldn't have been the kid who just went upstairs, right?"

"That young fellow, he has such skill?"

Another person shook their head, "Stop kidding, we're on the first floor; it must be a master on the second or third floor who went up to play, how could it be that young guy."

The Little Princess Xue Ke, with her legs wrapped in knee-high white socks, looked astonished as she turned towards the young man beside her.

"Big Brother, I didn't hear wrong just now, did I? Someone played that qin and played it five times in a row?"

Xue Qinghe stared in the direction of the fourth floor, his eyes twinkling.

When he heard no further sound, he let out a light sigh of relief.

"No more sound, it must have been just five notes."

"It's no big deal, no need to be shocked," he said.

"In Tiandou City, we still have some who can do this."

Xue Ke rolled her eyes, "Big Brother, even being able to play the strings five times already shows great skill, okay?"

"Including our teacher, there are only three people in Yuexuan who can do it," she continued.

"I couldn't do it even if I tried twice."

Xue Qinghe smiled.

"You can't, but your big brother can," he said.

Xue Ke pouted her cherry lips and sighed,

"I don't want to compare myself with a freak like you, who hasn't learned to play for few days but picked it up so quickly, playing tunes even more beautifully than I do, and managing to strike that qin five times after only three months."

Xue Qinghe remained silent, smiling.

Of course, she, no matter how talented, could not possibly have learned the qin that fast.

Of course, she had learned before in the Martial Soul Hall.

Since childhood, aside from cultivating, what she liked most was to immerse herself in the world of music; it was her most relaxing moment, for music let her temporarily forget her worries.

Although the qin sounded five notes upstairs, it wasn't much to her.

After all, she too could achieve that level.

If someone could stir the qin strings seven times like Tang Yuehua, then they would catch her attention.

The music theory enthusiast would certainly seek them out to learn and make their acquaintance.

It was a pity that in so many years, there had been only one Tang Yuehua.

Xue Qinghe slowly shook his head, planning to pick a good qin for Xue Ke and then leave this place.

Then, after a long silence upstairs, a different kind of qin note suddenly rang out.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention again.

"Why has that guy started playing again?"

"Five qin notes were already pretty impressive," someone remarked.

"How could there be any improvement in such a short time, it would only be a waste of effort."

Xue Ke said, "Brother, it seems that the guy upstairs isn't satisfied with five qin notes, he wants to try again."

Xue Qinghe sighed.

"It's just a waste of effort. I was unconvinced at the time, thinking I hadn't performed well the first time, so I repeatedly challenged that ancient qin dozens of times, but wasn't the result the same?"

Xue Ke was about to nod in agreement when suddenly from above came crisp, forceful, and short qin notes, wandering through the entire Qinge.

The qin sounds came one after the other, three times, five times, six times.

Xue Qinghe trembled, feeling a twinge of pain in his face.

"That guy actually managed to do this?"

However, that was just the beginning; soon the seventh qin note sounded.

The entire building burst into an uproar,

"Could it be that the master Tang Yuehua has come?"

"In Tiandou City, only she can achieve seven qin notes, right?"

Xue Ke was also full of surprise, "That shouldn't be our teacher playing upstairs, I remember she didn't go out today."

"Are you sure it's not your Teacher Tang upstairs?" Xue Qinghe asked in disbelief.

Before Xue Ke could reply, the qin music continued from above.

Eight times, twelve times, twenty…

The guests: "?!?!"

The Xue Qinghe siblings: "???"

Did I hear that right?

Everyone in the building had a look of astonishment on their faces, as no one had anticipated the qin could be played so many times.

Not only had it broken the unassailable record set by Tang Yuehua, but it had also reached a level completely unimaginable to ordinary people.

In the vast Tiandou City, only one person could pluck the qin strings seven times, so how could one explain twenty plucks?

What kind of knowledge and understanding of qin music was required to achieve such a feat?

Who was upstairs, exactly who was playing up there!

At this point, everyone was desperate to know who was playing on the floor above and frantically rushed upstairs.

The sound of the qin continued to rise without stop, and the people of the entire building collectively surged toward the fourth floor.

Clogging the entire staircase so tightly that not even water could pass through.

Xue Qinghe, not sparing any soul power, took Xue Ke and squeezed through the crowd, rushing upwards.

The door to the quiet room on the fourth floor was shut tight, and the sound of the qin continuously emanated from within.

Xue Qinghe and the others present were waiting, waiting for the qin music to end so they could rush in and see who was playing, possessing such an unheard-of high level of skill.

For those who loved music, having strength might not earn their respect, and wealth would only be met with disdain, but if you could showcase an astonishing ability to perform,

They would instantly become your most fervent fans.

Now, the corridor was already filled to the brim with people, all of whom were fervently fixated on the quiet room on the fourth floor.

Even Xue Qinghe, disguised as Qian Renxue, was no exception.

Because she was the woman most infatuated with music, it's just that there weren't many in Soul Land skilled with the qin, so she rarely had the opportunity to reveal her passion.

The person inside the quiet room had ignited her intense curiosity.

She had made up her mind that the moment the qin music stopped, she needed to make the acquaintance of this person.

Inside the quiet room.

The cheongsam-clad girl who had taken Luo Yu upstairs was stunned, her lips agape.

What did she see?

A young man continuously plucking the qin strings, a sinister ancient qin that others struggled to play even once, and this guy was playing it casually?

If it weren't for the unique sound of the ancient qin, she would have almost thought that Luo Yu was playing an ordinary qin.

At this moment, Luo Yu was completely ignoring the uproar and astonishment from the outside world.

He was wholly immersed in playing the qin.

His fingers were not moving fast, methodically plucking the strings one after another.

It seemed as if he was revisiting a piano piece from his previous life, one that had been passed down through ages.

Each sound from the qin was loud and clear.

Gradually, his movements became more fluid, his fingers swiftly dancing, his hand speed increasing.

Once isolated sounds of the qin slowly blended together, gradually forming a melody.

Xue Qinghe and the other guests outside were left in complete shock.

"This guy isn't going to play a complete piece on that Demon Qin, is he?"

"How is that even possible!"

No wonder they were astonished; everyone knew that playing a complete piece on the Demon Qin was utterly impossible.

To play a complete piece, one needs to pluck the qin strings hundreds or thousands of times with speed and strength.

Just plucking the strings was hard enough; achieving seven consecutive plucks was already the extreme limit of what had been done in the past.

How could one possibly pluck the strings hundreds or thousands of times with the necessary speed and rhythm? It was simply impossible.

However, the sounds now coming from the quiet room were shattering their understanding.

A sequence of dense qin sounds came together, and a tune began to form.

The tune was short and forceful, with hints of a chilling aura revealing a distinctive charm.

The audience was shaken by the sound.

They suddenly felt an unusual significance in the melody.

"What kind of piece is this?"

"Why is it a prelude I've never heard before?"

Those present all had a background in qin music, and just by hearing the prelude emanating from the quiet room, they were already in awe.

Xue Qinghe's gaze was imperious as she scanned her surroundings.

"Everyone be quiet and listen!"

"Zeng!"

The qin music rose all around, as if someone were arraying troops in formation, spreading a somber aura throughout the entire Qinge.

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There will be another update later, and with the double days off tomorrow and the day after, you'll get five more updates. [Qian Renxue is definitely going to take action]