"Alright, you're not ugly at all, on the contrary, you're very handso, but no matter how handso you are, it won't help; no woman wants to marry a handso guy without money because looks can't be eaten." Wu Yue giggled and said, "So, you now have to inherit the position of Chen Clan Leader before we marry you."
"If you want to inherit, go inherit it yourself, don't bother ."
Yang Tian lay on the sofa, stretched lazily, feeling very comfortable.
"Yang Tian, it's for our own good!" Wu Yue, seeing the hard approach didn't work, started with a soft one: "Think about it, you have so many won, and you still have to marry and Yingying. If you don't inherit the Chen family's wealth, how will you give us happiness?"
Yang Tian opened his eyes and looked at Wu Yue seriously: "You're not wrong."
"Right? I make sense, don't I? So why don't you quickly agree with Madam Chen?"
Wu Yue giggled again.
Yang Tian glared at Wu Yue: "I told you, I'll decide after we eliminate the Corpse Demon!"
"Alright then."
Wu Yue nodded helplessly.
She understood Yang Tian's character; forcing him would only backfire.
The Chen family mansion gradually quieted down. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they each went to rest. Suddenly, Chen Shangzheng walked in with a phone and anxiously said to Yang Tian, "Tian, i wants to see us. We need to go to Shenbin Bar to explain to her why we wanted to kill her mother!"
"i?"
Yang Tian frowned.
"i is the second daughter of my second brother, Chen i. She and Chen Hong, Chen Li are his three daughters. But Chen i is a singer, quite famous in the entertainnt circle, always out and about, and uses a stage na, so not many know she's from the Chen family."
Chen Shangzheng seriously explained.
"Oh? Chen Shangliang's second daughter wants us to find her? She should be coming to us!"
Yang Tian sneered coldly.
"She said if we go to her, she will tell us sothing very important."
Chen Shangzheng said.
"What's the matter?"
Wu Zetian asked.
"i said it's sothing related to the Corpse Demon!"
Chen Shangzheng hastily answered.
"Isn't Chen i just a singer? How does she know about the Corpse Demon? Alright, let's go see what this is about!"
Yang Tian imdiately called Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Chen Xiaoli, led by Chen Shangzheng, and headed to Shenbin Bar. Half an hour later, they arrived at the famous Shenbin Bar in the city, known for its wealthy and powerful owner who regularly invited top singers to perform.
"How many?"
"Six!"
"There's a price increase; tonight, the renowned itian Colors is performing, so the entrance fee is five tis the usual!"
"Oh."
Chen Shangzheng quickly bought the entrance tickets, and the group proceeded into the bar.
As soon as they entered, a beautiful guzheng music began to play.
The gentle, deep zither music resonated like enchanting sounds, echoing into the sky; like the sound of rain hitting banana leaves, inaudible from afar but lingering at the ear when quiet, slowly entrancing in this understated zither sound…
Suddenly, a feeling of sadness overwheld the heart, unexpectedly bringing a sense of sorrow.
Yang Tian looked toward the center of the bar and saw a young woman sitting in front of the guzheng, continuously playing.
This woman looked quite similar to Chen Hong and Chen Xiaoli; it must be Chen i.
At this mont, after playing a beautifully crafted zither piece, Chen i began to sing.
The song carried a bell-like clarity, yet seed to convey a rustling sadness.
Like flutes and saxophones alternately playing in a woodwind band, always in a tacit harmony with the colorful surroundings and the hearts of everyone present.
Simultaneously, it was like sweet dew with the moonlight spilling over freshly planted vegetable leaves, adding a bit more vitality to the newly life-infused small vegetable plots.
But as Yang Tian listened intently, he seed to hear a hint of contradiction in the song, containing encouragent, sorrow, yearning, regret, and a dash of fantasy about tomorrow.
Finally, the song ceased, leaving lingering reverberations for three days.
An air of tranquility perated the surroundings.
Everyone indulged in the serenity and harmony.
Not only the bar's guests but also Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying next to Yang Tian seed a bit enthralled.
However, at that mont, Yang Tian was conscious as ever; for so reason, he always felt there was sothing eerie in the song, as if there was a spell like a sword aura aiming at everyone.
Yang Tian glanced around, seeing everyone appearing sowhat captivated; he beca more convinced that there was sothing peculiar in Chen i's guzheng music and singing…
At an unknown mont, the crowd burst into applause.
Then, thunderous applause filled the bar.
Everyone snapped out of it.
And Chen i on stage slowly walked down, heading towards Yang Tian and the others. Behind her followed an old woman, whose expression was ominous; her steps were light and her breathing steady, clearly a skilled martial artist.
"Second sister..."
Chen Xiaoli opened her arms quietly.
Chen i embraced Chen Xiaoli but looked at Yang Tian: "Are you the one who sent my father to jail and killed my mother?"
Yang Tian narrowed his eyes: "First, your father has already been released from the Chen family prison, and second, your mother isn't dead; she turned into the Demon Cat and ran away!"
"Demon Cat?"
Chen i's eyes were full of confusion.
The old woman behind Chen i sneered coldly: "What Demon Cat? What are you talking about? I've road the martial world for seventy years, seen all kinds of people, but never a Demon Cat. My disciple is here today to seek justice from you!"
"Oh? Are you Chen i's ntor? Isn't she a singer? How does she have a ntor? Could it be that the zither music and the singing she just perford were taught by you?"
Yang Tian muttered faintly.
Then, he utilized his Divine Sense to probe the old woman and Chen i.
But much to Yang Tian's confusion, there was no Spiritual Breath fluctuation on Chen i.
However, within the old woman, Yang Tian sensed a strange Spiritual Breath fluctuation.
For a mont, Yang Tian couldn't figure out what this odd Spiritual Breath was, but he secretly refined a Divine Talisman and with a wave of his hand, the talisman silently disappeared, and in the next mont, gently landed on the old woman.
Instantly, Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to integrate the talisman into the old woman.
He just wanted to see what kind of being this old woman was.
"Boy, what did you just do? Why do I feel an additional Spiritual Breath inside ?"
Suddenly, the old woman sternly questioned.
"I didn't do anything..."
Yang Tian shrugged.
"You're courting death!" The old woman turned her head and said to Chen i: "Disciple, we don't need to reason with them; since they hard your parents, make them pay, take action right away!"
"Yes!"
Chen i nodded, and in an instant, her eyes turned green.
Then, all the n and won around shuddered, froze in place, and their eyes beca vacant.
But gradually, a killing intent erged in their eyes.
"Kill!"
Chen i coldly commanded.
The n and won around scread and suddenly charged at Yang Tian; their speed was swift, and each was agile, with strong Spiritual Breath emanating from them. Just like that, Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying were astonished: "Why did they suddenly beco stronger? I clearly feel a powerful Spiritual Breath within them!"
"Kill!"
At that mont, Chen Shangzheng beside them suddenly roared and attacked Yang Tian.
"Mr. Chen, why are you attacking Yang Tian?"
Wu Yue panicked.
Yang Tian, however, sneered, avoiding Chen Shangzheng's attack, glanced at Chen i, and suddenly said: "If I'm not mistaken, her guzheng playing and singing had a strong Spiritual Breath that can turn ordinary people into powerful cultivators, no wonder I imdiately sensed sothing wrong in the music and singing from the start..."
"Chen i can use her singing to turn ordinary people into powerful cultivators?"
Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, Wu Zetian and the three won were shaken: "What kind of cultivation technique is this?"
But no one answered them, as the n and won around had already charged in...
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