Chapter 36: Divine Consciousness

Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan bickered for a moment, but under the soothing of Chen Baolan and Chen Yulan, they began to drink.

At the dining table, the adults formed one circle, while Chen Mobai and his sister Wang Xinying formed another.

"Look at this!"

Chen Mobai, offering the flowers to Buddha, took out the tickets for the Jade Phoenix Theater. Wang Xinying, being at the age of chasing stars, was obsessed with Jiang Yuhuan, and she screamed on the spot.

"Brother, you're so nice. Dad couldn't even get these tickets, and Lili was still boasting to me today that she had them..."

Wang Xinying jumped off her chair and snatched the tickets from Chen Mobai's hand.

"Uncle gave them to me. If you want to thank someone, thank him. I've already booked the show for tonight. Dad, Uncle, drink a little less."

Chen Mobai knew that once Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan started, they would definitely drink a lot, so he directly booked the show at the Jade Phoenix Theater.

"You two young people go. We old folks have long passed the age of chasing stars."

Wang Jianyuan picked up the wine bottle and refilled Chen Xinglan's empty cup. Tang Pancui and Chen Yulan chatted on the side, too lazy to intervene, letting them be.

"This Jade Phoenix Theater is owned by Boss Bian. It's the first show tonight, and he might even sing to open the show."

Chen Baolan understood Chen Mobai's thoughts and smiled as she spoke.

"Boss Bian? Which Boss Bian?"

"Who else, the great Yu Long Jing Meng, Bian Yiqing!"

"What!"

Before Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan could react, Tang Pancui and Chen Yulan, who were eating sunflower seeds, couldn't sit still anymore.

"What time does it start? Eat faster. If you miss Boss Bian's performance, just wait and see what I'll do to you."

Tang Pancui said this to Chen Xinglan. Although Chen Yulan didn't say anything, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze at Wang Jianyuan carried the same meaning.

In less than half an hour, the whole family was urged out the door by the three women.

At the entrance of the Danxia Theater, there was already a long line of cars.

They waited in line for about ten minutes before finally being allowed to enter.

"Front row seats, thank Uncle."

Wang Xinying, holding Chen Mobai's hand, found her seat first and pulled her brother to sit in the middle.

"These are the best seats, except for the few private boxes upstairs, given by Boss Bian."

Chen Mobai looked around and, as expected, saw a circle of private boxes on the second floor. Only two were lit, and one had the curtains open, revealing two figures.

"Hey, isn't that Boss Bian?"

Chen Baolan recognized one of the figures in the private box as Bian Yiqing.

"Who could it be that Boss Bian personally visited? Could it be the Red Robe Immortal or the Shiqing Immortal?"

In the entire Danxia City, only these two Golden Core Immortals could make Bian Yiqing, the grandmaster of opera, personally visit.

"It's a man, so it must be the Red Robe Immortal."

As they were guessing, the theater suddenly went dark.

Then a young actor appeared, delivering an opening speech.

Chen Mobai listened, and indeed, the actor's skills were extraordinary, with a clear and crisp voice, seemingly a female impersonator. She apologized first.

"Tonight, Teacher Meng and Teacher Jiang are unable to perform due to travel fatigue and vocal issues."

"What!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the people who had waited in line to enter the theater immediately became restless, standing up and making a commotion.

"What are we supposed to watch!"

"***, refunds!"

Amidst the curses, a young man with a face like a jade crown descended from the sky, like a dragon soaring through the air, incredibly stunning.

"I sincerely apologize for this incident."

"To avoid disappointing the audience, I, Bian, will perform tonight."

"If you insist on hearing my two apprentices' 'Stepping on the Moon,' the tickets for this show can be used for the 21st performance."

Bian Yiqing's appearance instantly calmed the entire audience.

Most of the older audience members were excited, except for a few young people who were too young and insisted on seeing Jiang Yuhuan and Meng Feng'er.

"It's actually Boss Bian!"

"Great, Boss Bian hasn't performed on stage for twenty years!"

"Not really, he sings a few lines every year at the Wuqi Dao Academy's anniversary, and the videos are available online."

"Truly worth the trip!"

In the theater, only a dozen or so young people didn't understand their parents' enthusiasm and insisted on getting refunds for later shows.

"I want to see Brother Jiang Yuhuan..."

Wang Xinying pouted. Although Bian Yiqing was also handsome, her heart belonged to her brother.

"Don't worry, I still have tickets."

Chen Mobai immediately calmed her down. As Bian Yiqing began to sing, the song "Spring Banquet" flowed like a clear and lively stream, melodious and pleasant, with a unique charm. Sometimes it was melancholic, sometimes deep, like the first ray of sunlight in early spring after a cold winter, instantly captivating the somewhat restless Wang Xinying.

"This is..."

Chen Mobai, who had been somewhat indifferent, felt the spiritual energy in his body begin to flow and tremble with the song "Spring Banquet," as if lying on a massage chair, with music gently caressing his entire body, a tingling and pleasant sensation, making him involuntarily immerse himself in it.

He felt his soul leave his body, like a feather floating in the wind.

It was like a dream, yet he had a clear sense of self.

Under the guidance of the opera, he seemed to touch a different realm.

In this realm, all the content of the Five Elements Qi Cultivation Technique that Qingping Daoist had taught him merged and became clear in his mind.

The spiritual energy in his body rose with the opera, but he firmly controlled it, following the path of the Five Elements Qi Cultivation Technique, fast or slow, all at his will.

After one song, another, and after twelve songs, even after Bian Yiqing had left the stage, the audience was still in a daze.

When Chen Mobai came to, his parents were already waiting for him.

Wang Xinying had fallen asleep and was being carried by Wang Jianyuan.

"How did it feel? Not everyone has the chance to hear Boss Bian's 'Dream Awakening.'"

Chen Baolan asked. Chen Mobai felt his spiritual energy hadn't advanced much, still at the sixth level of Qi Cultivation.

But something was different.

"Close your eyes and try to see yourself!"

Chen Xinglan reminded him.

Chen Mobai had a hunch and immediately closed his eyes. In the darkness, he saw a rainbow of light.

This was the spiritual energy of the Five Elements Qi Cultivation Technique in his dantian.

"How is this possible? This is the 'Divine Consciousness' that only appears at the later stages of Qi Cultivation!"

Chen Mobai opened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The bottleneck at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation was the most difficult, trapping the most cultivators. Tang Pancui had been stuck at this level for thirty years.

The reason was that to break through to the later stages of Qi Cultivation, one needed to grasp their 'Divine Consciousness.'

He had grasped it just by listening to one song?