Chapter 64: A Laugh from the Vast Sea (Part Two)

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Chapter 64: A Laugh from the Vast Sea (Part Two)

His ten fingers skillfully pressed, pushed, plucked, strummed, swept, slid, and snapped on the seven strings. The qin music was sometimes passionate, sometimes growing more intense, accompanied by his la-la-la harmonies that could make people forget all their unhappiness and troubles.

At this moment, there was no need for worries—you just needed to be infected by him and join him in facing the vast sea with laughter. Even the ocean seemed to be infected by his singing and qin playing, with waves sometimes surging violently, sometimes calm.

The seagulls flying over the sea became even more fearless of the ocean’s turbulence, daring to cross through the surging waves.

Yan Zixia’s eyes became somewhat dazed and entranced. Suddenly the qin music changed, and Yue Qianchou sang loudly again:

“The vast sea laughs, tides surge on both shores, rising and falling with the waves, remember today. Heaven laughs, at the world’s countless dynasties, who wins or loses, only heaven knows. Rivers and mountains laugh, through distant mist and rain, how much of the mortal world do the waves wash away? All living beings laugh, no longer lonely, heroic spirit still remains in foolish laughter… la la la la la…”

Yue Qianchou repeated the song over and over, his ten fingers pouring out freely, as if he wanted to vent all the unhappiness of the past year in one go.

Fortunately, White Fox wasn’t here at the moment—if she knew she’d missed her little brother playing and singing such wonderful songs, she’d definitely regret it.

The gaze from the cliff watched that carefree, heroically spirited figure, becoming more and more entranced. A thread of emotion that had been hoped for and sealed away for years suddenly saw the light of day today, drawn away by that song, wrapping around that silhouette, desperately tangling, then tying tightly, unable to be untied again.

Years later, this silhouette would remain unforgettable to her. Yue Qianchou’s unintentional act was truly a matter of timing and fate!

“I wonder what this song is called?” Yan Zixia savored the meaning in the lyrics, murmuring word by word:

“The vast sea laughs, heaven laughs, rivers and mountains laugh, the clear wind laughs, all living beings laugh—you have so many things to laugh at, but who will laugh with me?

Rising and falling with the waves, only remember today? I remember today, but can you remember today’s me?

Distant mist and rain, how much of the mortal world do the waves wash away? What did you think of? Can you tell me?

Stirring up loneliness? Who made you nostalgic? Not me!

No longer lonely? Do you have someone in your heart? Not me!

Heroic spirit still remains in foolish laughter? You’re so carefree, but I’m afraid I can’t be…”

She was talking to herself there, not knowing that just a step away behind her, Ma Jiugu with her walking stick was listening with an increasingly thick smile on her face, looking at her kindly, and occasionally glancing at the carefree Yue Qianchou.

Ma Jiugu had also been attracted by Yue Qianchou’s qin music and singing. Who told Yue Qianchou to get so carried away, getting more and more excited, playing and singing with his true qi surging throughout his body, making his voice carry so far.

That said, Ma Jiugu had to admit that after living for hundreds of years, this was the first time she’d heard such excellent lyrics and music. She also had to admit that she’d misjudged when she first saw Yue Qianchou.

Who would’ve thought that such an amazing, peerless talent was hiding in her Mulberry Grass Garden—what a surprise! Having such a talent carry manure was indeed a waste, but having him as a husband for my Xia’er would be just perfect.

Thinking of this, Ma Jiugu thought to herself: ‘Xia’er, don’t you want to know what that song is called? Great-grandmother will help you find out. And you don’t need to worry about him not remembering you today—great-grandmother will make sure he remembers you today.’

Though she was old, she was still formidable! She lifted her walking stick and struck it hard against the rock, shouting in a loud voice:

“Which family’s brat is making such a racket here without fear of death? Aren’t you afraid this old woman will take your little life?”

Truly worthy of being a consecrated elder of Floating Immortal Island—her cultivation was indeed profound. With just a casual shout, her voice directly suppressed both the sound of the waves and Yue Qianchou’s singing.

Yan Zixia was greatly startled. She spun around and saw her great-grandmother looking furious, which scared her pale. She thought to herself: ‘When did great-grandmother arrive? I wonder if she heard what I just said?’

Yue Qianchou was also greatly startled. ‘How are there people here?’ The qin music stopped abruptly as he quickly stored it in his storage bag and jumped up. He finally noticed the two people on the cliff wall behind him.

‘Ah! Aren’t those Ma Jiugu and Yan Zixia? How are they here? I’m done for. That old woman looks really angry. What should I do? Not many people can withstand the fury of an old monster at that level.

Damn it! What’s there to be afraid of? If worst comes to worst, I’ll just run. It’s just a pity about the Foundation Building Pill I was about to get, but my life is more important.’

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind. After analyzing the situation, Yue Qianchou respectfully bowed:

“Disciple Yue Qianchou greets the Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder. This disciple was presumptuous and truly didn’t know the Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder was here. Otherwise, even if you gave this disciple a hundred times the courage, I wouldn’t dare disturb the Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder here.”

Yan Zixia, whose heart was beating like a little deer, heard these words and thought: ‘Good thing you didn’t know—if you had known, would you still have come here to play and sing?’

“Hmph!” Ma Jiugu, her face cold as ice, snorted lightly, and the sound echoed for a long time between the beach and cliff wall.

‘So powerful,’ Yue Qianchou thought, and quickly bowed apologetically:

“Please forgive me, Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder. This disciple knows his mistake and will go back now. I’ll never dare to disturb you here again.”

After speaking, he hurriedly ran to pick up his shoes and socks, hastily put them on, and was about to run away.

A flash of disappointment inadvertently passed through Yan Zixia’s eyes, which Ma Jiugu caught completely. The latter thought to herself: ‘Xia’er really has fallen for him.’

“Did this old woman say you could leave?” Ma Jiugu struck her walking stick and shouted coldly.

Yue Qianchou, who had just run a few steps, suddenly stopped and didn’t dare run anymore. He knew it was better to be obedient now. If he angered her, even if he escaped back to the Golden Pearl, he’d never be able to return to Floating Immortal Island again, and he could forget about the Foundation Building Pills from Floating Immortal Island too.

He had no choice but to obediently come back and bow: “This disciple will follow the Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder’s instructions.”

Ma Jiugu tapped her walking stick on the ground of the cliff wall and said coldly: “This old woman doesn’t like talking to people from such a distance. Come up—this old woman has questions for you.”

“Yes.”

Another flash of joy passed through Yan Zixia’s eyes, which Ma Jiugu saw but pretended not to notice.

‘Hey! Old woman! Don’t you know how to come down? It’s so high—I’ll have to climb up!’

What he thought in his heart he didn’t dare say out loud. Yue Qianchou looked at the cliff cave nearly ten zhang high and honestly went over to climb up using both hands and feet. Though his cultivation wasn’t high, climbing a mountain was still easy for him.

As soon as Yue Qianchou climbed up to the cave entrance, he felt a wave of heat hit him. Without thinking much about it, he stood up and immediately bowed: “Ninth Aunt Consecrated Elder, Aunt Yan.”

Yan Zixia nodded and smiled at him.

Ma Jiugu struck her walking stick on the ground, turned around and said: “Follow this old woman.”

Yue Qianchou didn’t know what she wanted to do and warily looked around. No wonder the two had suddenly appeared on the cliff wall—this was actually a cave, though he didn’t know where it led. With no choice, he could only follow them inside.

The path sloped downward, with fluorite embedded in the cave walls for lighting. Yue Qianchou could feel that the three of them were heading underground. Before long, he saw red light flashing from around a bend in the cave wall ahead, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

He was wondering where the two were taking him when, just as they turned the corner, a scorching wave of air hit him in the face. What he saw before his eyes shocked him greatly.

The three of them were standing on a narrow stone bridge, and far below the bridge, red-hot liquid surged like boiling water, with red bubbles rising and bursting.

Yue Qianchou cried out: “Volcanic lava!”