Chapter 73

Chapter 72: The Ghost Tower (Part 2)

Li Shuangyan couldn't help but look at the young man in front of her, who was younger than herself. His calm and composed demeanor made her realize that he already knew what this was. "What is this?" Li Shuangyan couldn't help but ask. As a prodigy and a talented girl, Li Shuangyan never underestimated herself, but after studying it for so long, she still couldn't figure out the mystery of the patterns. However, Li Qiyi was now confident, which made Li Shuangyan feel somewhat helpless. Was this young man really just an ordinary person?

"Melody of the Zither," Li Qiyi looked at the intricate patterns and said softly. At that moment, his eyes seemed to become particularly profound.

At this moment, Li Shuangyan felt that the young man in front of her seemed to have changed. He seemed to bear endless vicissitudes and the weight of countless years.

"Life's greatest regret is the lack of a true friend," the young man finally said, uttering a mysterious sentence.

Li Shuangyan couldn't help but ask, "How do you know this is the Melody of the Zither? What is the secret it contains?" As a prodigy and a talented girl, she now felt like a diligent student.

"The secret? It's just a story," Li Qiyi said with a smile. "As for how I know, it's just a matter of a finger snap."

Li Shuangyan couldn't help but feel a bit helpless. The young man in front of her was truly unfathomable. Regarding the Melody of the Zither, she didn't underestimate herself; she could say that her understanding was no weaker than any other prodigy. However, the young man in front of her was confident after just one glance, which was simply astonishing. This made her doubt whether the young man in front of her was even human.

Finally, Mo Hufa and his disciples helped Li Qiyi set everything up. Nan Huairen somehow found a good zither, and Li Qiyi lightly touched it, nodding in approval.

"I want to be alone. Go back," Li Qiyi finally said to Mo Hufa and the others.

Nan Huairen didn't mind, but Mo Hufa, as the supervisor of Li Qiyi's seclusion, had the responsibility to protect him. He hesitated for a moment and said, "But it's not safe here."

"If it's not safe here, it's even less safe elsewhere," Li Qiyi smiled and instructed Mo Hufa, "Your task is not to protect me but to keep an eye on Cao Xiong, understand?"

Mo Hufa looked at Li Qiyi for a while and finally nodded silently. Although he was usually quiet, he had a sharp mind. At this moment, he immediately understood what to do.

"You should go back too. I'm fine on my own," Li Qiyi also told Li Shuangyan to leave. Here, he didn't need Li Shuangyan's protection. In fact, her presence would only hinder him from catching the big fish.

In the end, Li Shuangyan and Nan Huairen left, leaving only Li Qiyi in the Ghost Tower. Li Qiyi remained there, doing nothing but sitting cross-legged in the hall, meditating with his eyes closed.

Soon, the sun set, the moon rose, and night fell. The entire main peak was shrouded in a dark night. At this moment, everything was silent, and the howls of wolves could be faintly heard from outside the main peak.

Under the night sky, the trees and vines on the hills seemed to become more sinister, as if something was changing here. It seemed that evil energy was rising from the ground, and something ominous was about to crawl out.

"Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh—" At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew inside the Ghost Tower, and black mist appeared, as if something was about to happen.

"Chuan—Chuan—Chuan—" Suddenly, eerie laughter echoed inside the Ghost Tower, as if some evil spirits were hiding in the dark, watching Li Qiyi and laughing.

Li Qiyi, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment. He smiled calmly and said, "I don't want to act myself. I just have one question: Where is the zither?" At this moment, Li Qiyi was holding the zither prepared by Nan Huairen, and his fingers were on the strings.

"Chuan—Chuan—Chuan—" The only response to Li Qiyi was the eerie laughter, followed by the sound of bones rubbing together.

At this moment, when Li Qiyi opened his eyes, he found himself not in the Ghost Tower but in a desolate wilderness, with endless rugged mountains and treacherous waters.

More terrifyingly, white skeletons began to crawl out of the ground, ancient skeletons with broken weapons and swords, slowly approaching Li Qiyi. In no time, he was surrounded by a sea of bones and a horde of skeletons.

"This kind of illusion is just a small matter for me, insignificant," Li Qiyi said with a relaxed smile, looking at the sea of skeletons.

"Thud—" At this moment, a skeleton swung a knife at Li Qiyi. Li Qiyi didn't move, and the knife cut into his body, causing blood to spurt and intense pain. However, Li Qiyi remained still and smiled.

"Crack—Crack—Crack—" The sound of bones rubbing together was bone-chilling and made one's hair stand on end. Anyone would turn and run.

At this moment, the skeletons crawled around Li Qiyi, pulling his hands and legs, trying to tear him apart. The pain was intense, and blood gushed out. With a "thud," Li Qiyi's limbs were torn off, and his body was split in two, with blood and organs scattered everywhere, and his head rolled far away.

If it were anyone else, they would have fought back and killed the skeletons long ago. However, Li Qiyi, whose head had rolled far away, still had a calm smile.

"I only have one question: Where is the zither? For the sake of an old friend, I won't act. If I do, the consequences will be unimaginable," the head on the ground said with a smile.

Suddenly, the scene changed. There were no skeletons, and his body was intact. Li Qiyi was still sitting in the Ghost Tower.

"Boom—" Suddenly, Li Qiyi felt as if he was ascending to immortality. At this moment, the heavenly gate opened, and Li Qiyi involuntarily walked through it.

Walking through the heavenly gate, Li Qiyi found himself in a fairyland. In the fairy palace, he saw immortal birds flying, divine mountains floating, and the palace shining. Immortal soldiers, divine treasures, and heavenly materials—treasures that countless cultivators would drool over—were within reach.

Just as one was lost in the fairyland, celestial music sounded, and two groups of fairies gracefully approached, dancing around Li Qiyi.

Each fairy was breathtakingly beautiful. Li Shuangyan was already a beauty, but compared to these fairies, she paled in comparison.

More captivating was that the fairies were only draped in light veils, their perfect bodies barely concealed. The two groups of fairies danced faster and faster, their movements incredibly alluring, elegant, and seductive, making one's blood boil.

In such a dance, even women would be moved, let alone men!

"Graceful Dance—" Li Qiyi remained unmoved, smiling and saying, "It seems we are old acquaintances!"

The dance became faster and more alluring, and even immortals would be attracted. However, Li Qiyi just sat quietly and watched.

However, such temptation was ineffective for Li Qiyi. Suddenly, the scene changed, and Li Qiyi found himself walking in a desert under the scorching sun.

The illusions changed one after another. If it were any other cultivator, each illusion would target their emotions and desires. No matter how strong a cultivator was, they might survive one illusion but not the second, third, or fourth. As long as one was human, they would have emotions and desires.

Unfortunately, this was Li Qiyi. His Dao heart was unshakable, and he had experienced countless years of trials and temptations. What hadn't he seen?

As the illusions changed one after another, Li Qiyi became impatient and finally said, "It seems I have to act!"

"Pling—Pling—Pling—" As Li Qiyi's fingers plucked the zither, the music sounded, and all the illusions immediately vanished.

"Pling—Pling—Pling—" The music continued, and the intricate patterns in the Ghost Tower began to resonate with Li Qiyi's zither music.

As the illusions disappeared, a monster appeared in the Ghost Tower, a huge monster with bull horns, blood-red eyes, a snake body, and eagle wings, dragging a long, bloody tongue.

"What is your true form?" Li Qiyi asked the monster, still relaxed and composed.

"Roar—" The monster roared at Li Qiyi. Li Qiyi's fingers moved, and the zither music sounded, resonating with the patterns in the Ghost Tower, growing stronger.

"Crack—" Suddenly, the ground in the center of the hall cracked open, and an ancient zither shot up, resonating with the zither music.

The ancient zither was extremely ancient and elegant, with a radiant glow. As it shot up, it landed in Li Qiyi's hands.

"Roar—" Seeing the ancient zither in Li Qiyi's hands, the monster roared and pounced at him.

Li Qiyi's eyes narrowed, and he said sternly, "Back—" As he spoke, his fingers plucked the zither strings, and the music turned into a sword, instantly illuminating the patterns in the Ghost Tower, transforming them into terrifying sword energy.

"Thud—" The sword energy struck, and the huge monster was slashed away, rolling far away. Its blood-red eyes stared at Li Qiyi with fear.

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