My Synthesizer Has Talent

Once Su Qing had straightened himself up, 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

he headed out.

He could already see the contingent from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect.

There were a dozen or so True Disciples.

Among them were a few female True Disciples to whom Su Qing had previously sold Elixirs.

"Greetings, Senior Brother."

"Greetings, Senior Brother."

Su Qing nodded. He was stunned to see all the True Disciples of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect around him bowing in greeting.

"Hasn’t Qian Qiusheng arrived?" Su Qing asked nonchalantly.

No one answered. Qian Qiusheng was rarely in the Sect, after all.

Song Zhining was in the group, and he followed the others in calling out, "Senior Brother."

And yet, many knew that Song Zhining had also mastered the Ten Thousand Tribulations Divine Body.

It was unexpected that even Song Zhining would so willingly call Su Qing ’Senior Brother.’ Cyan Flame Heaven also greeted him in the same way.

Bai Jiangxue wasn’t here either.

In fact, of the top ten on the Celestial Pride List, Su Qing was virtually the only one present.

On the island was a large, open area, which had now become the gathering place for all the Sects.

Many Golden Core Cultivators were gathered there.

A floating platform hovered in the air, with several small pavilions built upon it. It was where the Nascent Soul Masters and Golden Core Masters were mingling.

It seemed they had reached an agreement.

By the time Su Qing arrived,

many disciples from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect were already there. All sorts of strange and peculiar trinkets were on display.

THUD—

A huge iron cage was suddenly set down in the center of the plaza. Inside was a Second Realm Demon Beast.

From above, a Golden Core Master of the Zhengxuan Sect announced with a smile, "Inside this cage is a Cyan Crystal Flood Dragon Beast."

"Which disciple of the Immortal Alliance is willing to challenge it?"

As soon as the Golden Core Elder finished speaking,

"Elder, I’ll do it!"

a True Disciple from the Zhengxuan Sect eagerly volunteered.

"Good. Let’s show everyone what a True Disciple of our Zhengxuan Sect is made of." The Golden Core Elder smiled and instantly released the Demon Beast from the cage.

It was a flood dragon at the High Tier of the Second Realm. The moment it was free, it tried to take flight and escape.

"Supreme Mysterious Swordsmanship."

Then, the cyan sword light multiplied—from one to two, two to four, four to eight—and the beams flew out relentlessly.

The disciple hadn’t grasped Sword Intent.

But he wielded a Tier Two Top Grade Magical Artifact, and with a single move, he slew the Cyan Crystal Flood Dragon Beast.

"Good, very good." Seeing this, the Zhengxuan Sect’s Golden Core Master roared with laughter and praised him.

"I say, Zhuang Ye, we’re in the Golden Core Realm, for heaven’s sake."

"All he did was slay a Second Realm Demon Beast with a muddled bloodline, and he even used a Tier Two Top Grade Magical Artifact to do it," a female Golden Core Elder from the Wuxiang Sect said dismissively.

The Wuxiang Sect. The name sounded righteous, but in reality, they followed the Demon Dao.

Moreover, they were a major sect specializing in poisons and Alchemy.

"Haha, it’s just some roughhousing among the juniors. No need for a dispute, everyone. Let’s discuss this amicably," said a male Third Realm Cultivator from the Treasure Tower, his face beaming with a prosperous and friendly smile.

"Hmph, I was merely trying to liven things up," the Golden Core Elder from the Zhengxuan Sect snorted coldly at the Elder from the Wuxiang Sect before turning his head away.

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"Su Qing, those Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect robes look really good on you," Jiang Xiao said, running over to compliment him.

Her eyes, however, were sizing him up from head to toe.

"You think so? I did dress up for the occasion," Su Qing chuckled.

"I wonder how the alliance discussions are progressing. Are things about to get chaotic from now on?" Jiang Xiao said idly. She was holding an oval-shaped object that resembled a Spirit Stone but looked like a musical instrument.

"Who knows,"

Su Qing shrugged, not paying it much mind.

HISS—

Suddenly, Su Qing’s eyes spotted a thin wisp of vapor appearing in the center of the plaza.

An instant later, a furious wind began to rage.

It swept across the entire plaza.

’Not good.’

Without a second thought, Su Qing unleashed the Five Thunders Technique in the direction of the blast.

BOOM—

CRACKLE!

The lightning countered the gale, forming a fan-shaped zone of safety.

Su Qing had only used a weak version of the Five Thunders Technique for defense, because he knew the greatest threat from the oncoming wind wasn’t the force, but the poison it carried.

He blocked the gale and the faint vapor before him.

The Nascent Soul Masters noticed it as well.

"The audacity! Heaven-Piercing Poison Emperor, you dare come to my Zhengxuan Sect’s territory to assassinate juniors!"

In an instant, the Nascent Soul Masters used Secret Techniques to lock down the entire area, simultaneously targeting the Fourth Realm Demon Beast in the center of the plaza.

The Magical Power of the Nascent Soul Masters blanketed almost the entire island.

"So what if I kill them? GYAHAHAHA—" The Heaven-Piercing Poison Emperor was utterly fearless, his face a mask of defiance against life and death.

—

The Fourth Realm Demon Beast was brought under control.

Everyone within the fan-shaped area in front of and behind Su Qing was unharmed by the poisonous gas.

They were still alive.

True Disciples were True Disciples, after all; the moment disaster struck, more than half of them had already fled.

But a few had not run.

"True Inheritors of the Ten thousand Tribulations Sect, run!" Su Qing yelled, giving Jiang Xiao, who was beside him, a push.

"What are you spacing out for?!"

"Hurry and run."

"It’s poisonous here."

The disciples from the other Sects weren’t nearly as fortunate.

They were all afflicted with the Spirit Poison.

A deep, necrotic gray spread across their faces and bodies as they collapsed to the ground, motionless.

It had all happened too fast.

"How dare you!"

"Your Demon Court is truly courting death!"

A burst of black Spiritual Fire appeared, dispelling all the poison.

The poison even began to dissipate from the fallen True Inheritors of the various Sects.

The Demon Emperor was seized by a massive, invisible hand.

It was revealed to be a pale silver rat. "The Heaven-Piercing Rat Demon Emperor... Heh. An ancient bloodline. They really spared no expense."

"Elders of every Sect, go and check on your True Inheritors at once."

The Demon Emperor vanished.

The voice from the sky faded, but a dead silence fell over the area. The only movement was the various Masters hastily flying down from the floating platform, searching for their own True Disciples.

Su Qing glanced over. The True Disciples from his Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, who had fled just a moment ago, were now returning.

He didn’t know where Jiang Xiao had run off to, but Su Qing wasn’t concerned. At least she was out of harm’s way.

...

The Elders of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect also came down to check on their disciples.

One by one, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Disciple, thank heavens you’re all right!" Ouyang Mingming breathed a sigh of relief. If Su Qing had died here, she would have been overcome with guilt.

After all, she was the one who had dragged Su Qing here.

Ouyang Mingming was fine because all the Nascent Soul and Golden Core Masters had been gathered together; if anything happened, the Nascent Soul Masters would intervene.

Su Qing, however, was in a different situation.

"I’m fine," Su Qing replied, though his heart was still pounding. He took a moment to calm himself.

Now, those True Disciples bowed to Su Qing in unison, their gratitude genuine. "Thank you for saving us, Senior Brother Su."

"Thank you for saving us, Senior Brother."

Song Zhining and Chen Jiutian did the same, expressing their sincere gratitude to Su Qing.

Cyan Flame Heaven was nowhere in sight. Not seeing him, Su Qing couldn’t help but scan the surrounding plaza.

Cyan Flame Heaven’s body was an ashen gray. Several corroded Magical Artifacts lay beside him as a Golden Core Elder from the Sect administered an Elixir to him.

Next to him lay the female cultivator from Peach Blossom Gorge; both of them had collapsed.

However, the other Sects were in a much different state.

Dead? Half of the Five Demons Sect’s disciples were dead.

The other half’s breathing was faint; they were on the verge of death as well.

It was the same for the other Sects; nearly half of all the True Disciples had been lost.

These were True Disciples. With proper nurturing, it was highly likely they could have reached the Golden Core Realm within a century.

Now, nearly half of them were gone.

In that moment,

all the Human Race powers, whether of the Righteous Dao or the Demon Dao, began to burn with hatred for the Demon Race.

The Golden Core and Nascent Soul Masters were especially heartbroken over the deaths of their True Disciples.

Nurturing a True Disciple required an immense amount of time and effort.

In the wake of this incident, the Immortal Alliance was truly formed.

But the various powers all began to depart, unwilling to remain in this place of sorrow.

One moment, the True Disciples were alive and well; the next, half the Cultivators in the plaza were dead. Who could possibly accept such a thing?

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