Chapter 41: He Won’t Live To Be Ten

Two lines of clear tears fell from Baili Yinluo’s eyes as she spoke with plentiful emotion. Like any sole survivor of a disaster, you might find traces of hatred and resentment on their faces, but you would likely see more yearning and loneliness.

Muyan frowned even more and held Xiaobao closer to her chest. “So you’re now a ghost?”

“No, I’m just a wisp of Baili Yinluo’s divine sense.” She sighed lightly. “I promised my people that I would carry on the tradition of the God-Musicians. This was the only wish of all the dead souls in the God Musical Bureau, so I have to do it even if I die. After a thousand years passed, I thought I wouldn’t be able to keep my word. I didn’t expect I would finally encounter you.”

Muyan’s eyebrows rose and she said, “You mean I’m your chosen God-Musician inheritor?”

“That’s right! After thousands of years, you’re the only one who passed the inheritance test and finally got the Tianmo Zither to call you Master.”

“But why should I accept this inheritance?” Muyan said slowly.

Baili Yinluo was a little stunned. “Do you know how powerful us God-Musicians are? If you get the inheritance of God-Musicians, you’ll be able to dominate the three worlds…”

“But you’re also a target, aren’t you?” Muyan chuckled. “If I accept your inheritance, it also means that one day in the future, I will become the target of many strong people.”

Baili Yinluo sneered. “So you’re scared?”

Her face was full of sarcasm, but Muyan smiled and admitted it without hesitation. “Yes, I’m scared! So please take back your inheritance.”

As she spoke, Muyan looked at Xiaobao with eyes filled with a soft light.

If she wanted revenge for herself, of course she wouldn’t hesitate to accept the God-Musicians’ inheritance.

But now that she had Xiaobao, she couldn’t devote all her life to hatred.

What if she accepted the inheritance and became the target of countless unknown, terrible and strong enemies, thus implicating Xiaobao?

Baili Yinluo was choked up by Muyan’s answer. But when she saw the way Muyan looked at Xiaobao, she was touched. “Are you afraid to bring trouble to the little one around you, so you’re not willing to accept the inheritance? If so, I actually advise you to take it.”

“What do you mean?” Muyan raised her eyebrows.

“His body of immortal ascension won’t live to be ten years old on Yanwu Continent without any spiritual aura. Even if you get to the upper world of Yanwu Continent, he can only survive for two or three more years…”

Muyan’s expression suddenly changed. The laziness and carelessness in her eyes were replaced by a gloomy coldness. “Explain yourself clearly!”

“His body of immortal ascension is the purest spiritual body in the world. If he lives on continents of cultivation, his cultivating speed will be a hundred times faster than others. However, on Yanwu Continent and Xiuzhen Continent (Daoism Cultivation Continent) which are scarce in spiritual aura, he will only languish day to day until he dies.”

Baili Yinluo stared into Muyan’s eyes and said, word by word, “I don’t know why there’s a pure body of immortal ascension on this low-grade continent, but you should know that I’m not lying, and I have no reason to lie to you. In that case, accepting the inheritance of God-Musicians and truly controlling the Tianmo Zither is the quickest way you can fly to a cultivation continent.”

Muyan pressed her lips together tightly while clenching her hands at her side.

Xiaobao seemed to sense her tension and internal struggle, and he couldn’t help but look up and call out “mommy”.

Muyan looked down to see her son’s clever and lovely little face, and the gloominess faded in her eyes, which was then replaced by soft tenderness. “Xiaobao, Mommy is going to be a God-Musician then take you to a higher and bigger world, okay?”