Duan Gujin listened for a while and found that the zither music played by ng Wanzhen was indeed very pleasant to the ear, and moreover, just as he had previously guessed, the music contained a spiritual power that could invigorate one's Divine Soul.
His eyes widened as he carefully scrutinized ng Wanzhen's movents.
After a while, he discovered that playing the zither music seed to require the release of Primordial Power.
"That zither is no simple thing!"
He imdiately focused his attention on the zither ng Wanzhen was playing, and after a while, he found that the instrunt appeared to be an Extre Mysterious Weapon.
"Can it be? A zither player using an Extre Mysterious Weapon?"
He observed carefully for a while, and after a good amount of ti, he ascertained that the zither in ng Wanzhen's hands was truly an Extre Mysterious Weapon.
His brow furrowed slightly, and after carefully watching for a good while, he found that ng Wanzhen probably hadn't unleashed the true power of the Extre Mysterious Weapon.
"Heh, this place is really sothing else!"
He exhaled and his mind began to race.
Indeed, ng Wanzhen had so looks, and her cultivation was also high.
But in the eyes of an old hand like Duan Gujin who had seen much of the world, ng Wanzhen was nothing special. What he cared about was that ng Wanzhen actually possessed an Extre Mysterious Weapon.
"In the Jiuzhou Continent here, which sect disciple would use a zither as an Extre Mysterious Weapon?"
He imdiately recalled for a while, and then suddenly rembered soone.
"I rember now, there was once a Demon Cultivator on the Jiuzhou Continent, known as the Piano Demon, who specialized in using zither music to harm others! The reason his zither music was so terrifying was that the instrunt was a genuine Extre Mysterious Weapon."
To ordinary Martial Artists, an Extre Mysterious Weapon is extrely terrifying.
Such Extre Mysterious Weapons often have unexpectedly horrifying capabilities, allowing a Martial Artist to unleash twice, or even more, their peak combat power.
For the vast majority of Martial Artists, they do not have special Soul Refining Techniques, and they tend to be not good at resisting Divine Soul Attacks.
Thinking of the zither in ng Wanzhen's hands being an Extre Mysterious Weapon, Duan Gujin imdiately heightened his vigilance.
At this mont, all the Martial Artists present who heard ng Wanzhen's zither music were lost in its crisp and pleasant sound, unable to extricate themselves.
Duan Gujin's brow furrowed slightly; despite not sensing any killing intent in the zither music, he still made defensive preparations.
In his previous life, he had seen many experts who wielded precious treasures and attacked with Divine Soul Power. He had watched many enemies, under attack from the Divine Soul, unable to resist, easily having their lives taken away by their opponent.
Ti passed slowly, and after a mont, ng Wanzhen stopped playing.
"Ladies and gentlen, the three songs have ended, and next, our singers will co onstage to perform for everyone!"
Soon after, the master of ceremonies ca forward to announce that the singers would be performing next.
The audience below did not leave imdiately; they knew that the performances of the singers at Chenxiang Palace were very exciting, and these singers dressed revealingly, showcasing their perfect figures.
"Brother Duan, you don't need to be so tense! I noticed just now you seed quite tense? Did you spot an old fla?"
Yan Dapang's voice reached Duan Gujin's ears, who instantly replied: "No, I just thought I saw soone I knew!"
"Oh, what kind of acquaintance? Tell about it!"
Yan Dapang imdiately showed interest.
A black line ford on Duan Gujin's forehead; he was just worried that the zither in ng Wanzhen's hands was an Extre Mysterious Weapon, so he had been on guard.
"I had a vision blurriness! My eyes were blurry just now!"
Duan Gujin quickly answered.
"You aren't going to claim you have an old fla up there, are you?"
Yan Dapang didn't believe Duan Gujin had blurry vision because he knew Duan Gujin was genuinely a Martial Saint in cultivation.
He wouldn't believe that a Martial Saint could have blurry vision at a distance of less than twenty ters; his mind raced, thinking that it's highly likely one of Duan Gujin's old flas was on the stage.
Seeing one's old fla performing on the stage to please the crowd would make any man feel uncomfortable inside.
After all, those who can enter this place are all either rich or noble, and they will naturally smash their wealth on the young girls on stage.
Not every girl in this world, when facing a vast amount of wealth right before their eyes, clearly within reach, will give it up.
At least, he, Yan Dapang, has by now taken down quite a few girls who he once viewed as goddesses; he is now an old hand in the worldly society.
Duan Gujin hastily waved his hands, saying, "No, you really misunderstood earlier!"
Right now, he really couldn't explain to Yan Dapang. He couldn't possibly say he suspected that the zither in ng Wanzhen's hands was an Extre Mysterious Weapon.
Firstly, he had no evidence to prove that the zither in ng Wanzhen's hands was an Extre Mysterious Weapon.
Secondly, even if that zither truly was an Extre Mysterious Weapon, what would that prove?
"It's nothing, let's keep watching the dancing girl!"
Duan Gujin quickly changed the subject, his gaze sweeping around when suddenly, he saw a middle-aged man not far away waving at him.
Upon getting a clear look at the man's appearance, he imdiately inhaled sharply.
"Shi Potian, how could he be here?"
What he saw now was Shi Potian's actual appearance, and he naturally recognized the middle-aged man greeting him as Shi Potian.
"Duan Gujin, you ca here, I have sothing I need to discuss with you!"
As he marveled, the voice transmission from Shi Potian reached his ear.
Duan Gujin imdiately told Yan Dapang that he had a friend here, then he walked towards Shi Potian's location.
Sitting next to Shi Potian, he quickly sent a secret voice transmission to inquire.
"How co you are here? Don't you know that there is a manhunt outside?"
Duan Gujin felt astonished by Shi Potian's audacity.
"What should I be afraid of? It won't be just anyone who can recognize ; I actually wish for soone to recognize ! You can rest assured, I always wear a mask with every move I make!"
Shi Potian said carelessly.
Hearing this, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Duan Gujin's forehead.
"How much is your cultivation now?"
Shi Potian asked softly.
"I've reached the First Level of Martial Saint! What about you?"
Duan Gujin answered honestly.
"Martial Saint Third Level!"
Shi Potian stated indifferently.
Duan Gujin inhaled sharply upon hearing this; he finally understood why Shi Potian was so brazen and reckless—it was because his cultivation had already reached the Martial Saint Third Level.
He believed that with Shi Potian's abilities, even if he could not defeat his enemies, he could still escape easily.
"What are you doing here?"
Duan Gujin asked curiously.
"So, you're allowed to co here to admire beauties, and I'm not?"
Shi Potian replied with a cold snort.
"I ca with friends; I was just curious!"
Duan Gujin quickly explained.
"Stop explaining, we're all n here, we understand everything!"
Shi Potian looked at Duan Gujin with contempt, as if Duan Gujin was a man pretending to be proper.
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