Chapter 37 Dream-Stirring Song
“It’s just that you’re still under the effects of the Dream-Stirring Song. You’ll regress after a while.”
Chen Xinglan’s words were like a bucket of cold water on his head, making him happy for nothing.
“However, you can take this opportunity to feel your divine sense. That way, the next time you break through, it will be much easier to follow this feeling.”
“Can I download the Dream-Stirring Song online and listen to it every day? Wouldn’t that give the effect of cultivating my divine sense all the time?”
However, Chen Mobai thought of a good idea and looked hopeful. “You’re thinking too much. The Dream-Stirring Song isn’t just music. It’s an auxiliary cultivation technique passed down from the immortal sect. It evolved from the ‘God-Stirring Song’. Only by listening to the performer sing wholeheartedly with your own ears can it have such an effect.”
Chen Baolan shook his head. He was not the first to have such thoughts.
“What’s the God-Stirring Song?”
Chen Mobai asked again.
“It’s the top auxiliary divine technique of the immortal sect. After a late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator hears this song, they can experience what it feels like for them to be in the Soul Formation Realm. Unfortunately, it has been 2,000 years since a cultivator has cultivated it. Master Bian is a grandmaster in the Dao of sound who is closest to refining the God-Stirring Song. Unfortunately, his Spiritual Root is not good. With his cultivation shackles, he can only master the Dream-Stirring Song.”
After hearing Chen Baolan’s explanation, Chen Mobai gasped in shock.
“In that case, why didn’t Master Bian use Immortal Technique, Heaven Mending to cleanse his Spiritual Root? A grandmaster who has mastered the God-Stirring Song is priceless. Perhaps this can allow our immortal sect to have a few more Soul Formation Patriarchs.”
If Chen Mobai could think of it, how could the upper echelons of the immortal sect not think of it?
“Immortal Technique, Heaven Mending can only be used by Soul Formation Patriarchs. However, the two Patriarchs have been in seclusion for more than 300 years.”
After Chen Baolan finished speaking, Chen Mobai understood.
Master Bian was a genius in the Dao of sound who had only appeared in the past 50 years. Compared to the Soul Formation Patriarchs whose lifespans were in the thousands, he was really too insignificant.
There were three halls and four Dao Colleges in the immortal sect. It was impossible for them to disturb the two ancestors in seclusion over such a small matter.
“However, it’s said that Meng Huang’er and Jiang Yuyuan’s Spiritual Root aptitudes are very outstanding. Their talent in the Dao of sound is not inferior to that of the Bian family. They are True Dao Seeds that the immortal sect found after searching the 36 Grotto-Heavens and 72 Blessed Lands.”
“If the two of them can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm, they will be able to play the God-Stirring Song passed down by the immortal sect again.”
“The few masters from the immortal sect must have been waiting for them to grow up, so they got Master Bian to personally lead the Jade Phoenix Troupe on a nationwide tour. While enlightening the cultivators in the country, this also allows them to accumulate blessings and merit so that one of them could cultivate the Nascent Soul Realm in the future.”
Chen Baolan followed the expedition team of the Spiritual Pivot Academy all year round. The professor leading the team was also a member of the three halls in the immortal sect. Thus, he knew more than Chen Xinglan and the others.
“To enlighten the cultivators in the country?”
However, Chen Mobai grasped the key point again and looked at Chen Baolan in confusion.
“Why do you think the Jade Phoenix Troupe has to work so hard to tour the country? Moreover, they have to hold 20 shows in a row in every Grotto-Heaven. Do you think they just want to earn a few Karma Points?”
Chen Baolan asked. Chen Mobai nodded subconsciously. Wasn’t that so?
“The structure of the upper echelons in the immortal sect is very big. Think about it. Since Master Bian can let you grasp the divine sense that only late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators can master, how can he keep this ability to himself? With such a blessing, one naturally has to benefit the masses and all living beings.”
“After Master Bian became famous 30 years ago, the immortal sect arranged for him to tour the entire country. It was hard on him to enlighten most of the talented Qi Refinement Seeds in the immortal sect.”
“Otherwise, why do you think Master Bian, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, can become a teacher of the Dance Dao College and be respected by everyone? Isn’t it because the middle-level Foundation Establishment cultivators of this batch of immortal sects were basically enlightened by Master Bian’s Dream-Stirring Song when he toured the country for eight years?”
“If you achieve the Foundation Establishment Realm in the future and meet Master Bian, you have to bow to him.”
After Chen Mobai heard Chen Baolan’s explanation, he felt deep respect for Bian Yiqing, the opera grandmaster.
Even though this was partly due to the promotion of the immortal sect, it was not an exaggeration to say that Bian Yiqing was a living saint. After all, he was able to persevere for eight years and travel through the 36 Grotto-Heavens and the 72 Blessed Lands just to enlighten the Qi Refinement Seeds of his parents’ generation 30 years ago.
“In that case, Meng Huang’er and Jiang Yuyuan are also taking the same path as Master Bian and enlightening all the living beings of our generation.”
Chen Mobai thought of this again. At first, he was a little puzzled by his sister’s fanaticism with chasing them. Now that he thought about it, he was too narrow-minded.
“Their cultivation is still a little shallow, but with everyone around, they will be able to enter the inner circle sooner or later. Last year, the two of them were accepted by the Dance Dao College without any tests. Now, they are working while studying. They cultivate and tour at the same time. I hope one of them can master the God-Stirring Song in the future.”
When she said this, Chen Baolan did not have much confidence.
After all, it was really too difficult to reach the Nascent Soul Realm.
Even with a Heaven Spiritual Root, there was only a 1% chance.
Although Meng Huang’er and Jiang Yuyuan had outstanding Spiritual Roots, had the support of the immortal sect, had the personal guidance of a grandmaster like Bian Yiqing, and had even been accepted by the Dance Dao College, the possibility of the two of them cultivating to the Nascent Soul Realm was very slim according to the deductions of the Star Observation Academy.
If not for the fact that the few Nascent Soul Realm experts were too eager for them to cultivate the God-Stirring Song, the immortal sect might not have invested such a huge amount of resources in them.
Of course, Chen Baolan did not tell Chen Mobai about this. After all, he could not dampen his enthusiasm for cultivation.
If Chen Mobai knew that even the two people from the Jade Phoenix Troupe only had a slim chance of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, wouldn’t Chen Mobai, who had an ordinary True Spiritual Root, have his future cut off compared to them?
(If only I could listen to Meng Huang’er sing to me every day.]
However, Chen Baolan had no idea what his eldest nephew was currently thinking. If he knew what Chen Mobai was thinking, he would definitely roll his eyes.
Even the three hall masters of the immortal sect might not receive such treatment.
Chen Mobai also knew that he was dreaming, but he was still a young man. Although his will to cultivate was firm, some worldly desires had yet to dissipate with the passage of time and the raise in his rank.
Perhaps when he was in his seventies or eighties, he would laugh at his delusions when he recalled his thoughts from today.
“Let’s go. It’s rare to hear Master Bian’s Dream-Stirring Song today. Let’s go back and celebrate.”
At this moment, Chen Xinglan had already called for Chen Baolan and Wang Jianyuan to drink some more. Chen Baolan readily agreed. However, Wang Jianyuan shook his head and gestured to his sleeping daughter.
“You guys go ahead and drink. I’m taking Xinying back to rest.”
Wang Xinying’s cultivation level was only at Qi Refinement Level-4. Although she had also experienced the Dream-Stirring Song, she definitely did not grasp the divine sense. However, the benefits were not small. If she woke up after a good sleep, she might be able to stabilize her realm after forcefully breaking through by consuming medicinal pills.
Chen Mobai helped call a taxi. Then, he sent his uncle and his family to the car.
Before Chen Yulan left, she gave the gift she had prepared to Chen Xinglan.
“Big Brother, you broke through to Qi Refinement Level-9. This is a small token of appreciation from Jianyuan and me. Although he is usually rude with you, he’s actually quite happy for you.”
“Let’s go. What’s the point of talking so much!”
Unable to hang on, Wang Jianyuan closed the front door of the taxi with his daughter in his
arms.