Inside the simulated battlefield.
Apart from Yun Jing, the other four had all carefully affixed soundproofing talismans.
Gu Xiaochui checked the soundproofing talisman on his body several times before making a gesture to Yun Jing.
"That's fine."
Yun Jing nodded and began to take out his suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).
The audience outside the venue was completely bewildered by this scene.
What are they doing?
"Not sure, let's see..."
Those who had witnessed Yun Jing's suona playing power in the Soul Cave immediately changed their expressions.
Some people had already started frantically pushing through the crowd and running away.
"No, no, no! This thing is killing me! Move aside, move aside right now! I have to... I have to get away from it!"
"Does anyone have earplugs? I need to borrow one right now!"
"Can this image-transmitting monument block out sounds inside?! I'm going to die! He's going to blow it!!!"
Some people, unaware of the situation, said speechlessly, "Just let it play, why the big reaction? It's just a suona horn, what, is it going to send you away or something?"
"What do you know? He really can get me out of here!!!"
"What, is that suona he's using for funerals? Even if it is, we're all cultivators, are we going to be afraid of him..."
Before the man could finish speaking, a deafening suona blast, almost piercing eardrums, suddenly burst forth from the memorial stele.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but shudder.
The indescribable sound of the suona filled the ears of everyone present with a powerful and overwhelming force.
In an instant, the entire audience erupted in commotion.
"This is an eye-opener! I never imagined there could be such an unpleasant sound in the world!"
"Was that suona music played by Yun Jing? This...this isn't a tune, it's downright bewitching music!"
"Now I understand why everyone was scrambling to buy Yun Jing's talismans as soon as they saw his suona in the first round. It turns out it was because of this!"
"Oh my god! My ears! Someone please help me plug them up?!"
...
Not only the ordinary audience seats, but even the sect leaders on the high platform and Murong Zhen were so shocked by the sound of the suona that they almost fainted.
Is this a sound a human could make?!
Shui Qingyue covered her ears and turned to Murong Zhen, saying, "Alliance Leader, quickly... quickly turn off the sound of the Transmission Stele!"
"This sound can't be turned off." Murong Zhen's expression wasn't good either.
The sound of Yun Jing playing the suona carried his unique yin energy and lightning-attribute spiritual power.
These energies radiate and spread with the musical notes, indiscriminately invading the human body through hearing to achieve their attack purpose.
There is no way to break through Rong Zi's barrier.
However, Murong Zhen and the sect leaders present were all quite powerful, and Yun Jing's suona playing had no real effect on them.
It's just plain unpleasant to listen to.
But the key point is...
Even if it sounds awful, they still can't stand it!
Shui Qingyue became furious when she heard that the sound of the teleportation tablet could not be turned off.
"What? What do we do then?"
Murong Zhen looked down at Rong Zi below the platform.
Seeing that she, Ning Lingling, and Xu Chi all seemed completely unaffected by the suona music, he asked in a low voice, "Rong Zi, you should have a solution, right?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present turned to look at Rong Zi.
Rong Zi looked up and met their gaze.
Then, to their expectant gaze, he pulled out a small stack of soundproofing talismans.
"Want some soundproofing talismans? Guaranteed to work after just one application. Not 18, not 98, just 998! Nine hundred and ninety-eight high-grade spirit stones! You won't regret it, it's absolutely great value. Limited quantity, first come, first served."
Murong Zhen: "..."
The sect leaders: "..."
Song Fengming pointed at Rong Zi with some anger.
"Rong Zi, this is a bit unethical of you. This deadly suona horn noise was made by your apprentice. Isn't it your job to fix it? How can you use this opportunity to sell talismans and earn Black Soul Stones?"
Faced with his accusations, Rong Zi simply said something lightly.
"He is a sound engineer."
Song Fengming was taken aback. "What happened to the sound editing?"
Rong Zi toyed with the talisman in his hand and said, "Sound cultivators are supposed to fight using musical instruments. Does our competition stipulate that when sound cultivators use instruments, they have to plug everyone's ears?"
"Besides, look down. How many people are there? Do you think I'm going to give everyone here a free soundproofing card?"
“This…” Song Fengming was speechless for a moment.
That's true.
Musical instruments are essential for combat.
Can……
The sounds produced by those sound cultivators are heavenly music. Even when they attack, they mostly make people fall into a trance and then take the opportunity to attack their consciousness.
How did we end up here in Yunjing?
It's gotten to the point where they practically want to send someone straight to meet the King of Hell with a single song?!
Shui Qingyue simply couldn't take it anymore.
She glanced at Song Fengming and said, "Stop babbling on and on. If you keep listening, I don't even want my ears anymore!"
As she spoke, Shui Qingyue flew to Rong Zi's side and decisively tossed a small bag of spirit stones into her arms.
"Here's a spirit stone for you, hurry up and give me a talisman!"
"Okay." Rong Zi smiled and pulled out a talisman, handing it to her. "Here you go."
She realized that Yun Jing was practically her little cash cow!
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