My Synthesizer Has Talent

Night was falling, and the Galaxy already hung high in the sky.

After a spring breeze blew through the night, a light rain began to fall.

Besides Su Qing, many others were attendants brought along by the noble disciples heading to the Zhengxuan Sect.

’There look to be about twenty people. Can the Immortal Master really take all of them?’

Su Qing was deeply puzzled. After all, the fellow he had fought didn’t seem all that powerful.

’How could he take so many people with him? Using his own strength?’

Until...

...

Su Qing saw something that seemed to not belong in this era.

Under the cover of night, a white, metallic, hovering car appeared.

No, it wasn’t quite a car.

It floated in the air, shaped like a giant bullet.

Behind it was an identical hovering vehicle, this one black.

Its surface was perfectly smooth.

It made Su Qing wonder if he’d been tricked—if he had actually traveled to the future and was living through his own Truman Show.

Then,

the white and black flying vehicles opened their doors and landed on the ground.

Su Qing glanced at the others.

’Why isn’t anyone surprised?’

’Why?’

Su Qing couldn’t understand.

"What is this?"

Su Qing asked Xu Ningying, confused.

"It’s the Immortal Master’s Flying Magical Artifact. We see them every year. Since this is your first time in Shangjing, it’s no wonder you’ve never seen one."

From the white Flying Magical Artifact, a woman emerged.

This woman was peculiar. Her clothes were truly futuristic—more futuristic than the 21st century.

She wore a skintight suit that, while looking like clothing, shimmered with a metallic luster. Most importantly, Su Qing could genuinely feel a great deal of Spiritual Qi emanating from this female Immortal Master.

"Alright, disciples of the Zhengxuan Sect, board my Magical Artifact. Attendants, go to the black one."

"Be quick about it."

"Yes!" "Yes!"

Xu Ningying, the Prince, Shangguan Muling, Qianyun Yu, and a few others Su Qing didn’t recognize all responded respectfully. Then, according to their status, they quickly boarded the Flying Artifact.

’Damn,’ he thought.

They called it a Flying Artifact, but once Su Qing stepped inside, it just felt like a minivan.

A flying, self-piloting minivan, that is.

Su Qing entered the black Flying Artifact.

He sat down in a corner.

Unlike all the other attendants, Su Qing seemed different.

He was rumored to be the one who had a Spirit Root but didn’t join the Zhengxuan Sect.

The attendants, both male and female, were destined to serve their masters for life.

Thus, they didn’t dare to interact with Su Qing.

Soon, Su Qing learned the meaning of inertia.

The speed of this Flying Artifact was absurdly fast.

It didn’t seem to have any windows, though, only some decorations and lights.

’Actual lights,’ Su Qing thought, feeling like he was in a dream.

’How is it so similar to modern times?’

’Is this really a Sect?’

Su Qing truly couldn’t wrap his head around it.

’Did I just come from a cultivation-version of a primitive tribe?’

’And now I’m heading to some metropolis to cultivate?’

Recalling the difference between primitive tribes and modern metropolises back on Blue Star, Su Qing fell silent.

’This isn’t the world I imagined at all!’

So much for his dream of ancient Immortal Cultivation.

From the moment he saw this so-called Magical Artifact and took a seat inside, Su Qing had been in a state of utter confusion.

Seriously.

This minivan-like Flying Artifact actually had a toilet...

Su Qing didn’t even know what was happening anymore.

It wasn’t until late at night, when many of the servants had fallen asleep, that Su Qing finally snapped out of his daze.

’Why am I getting so hung up on this?’

’The most important thing right now is still Cultivation.’

Su Qing thought for a moment.

He looked around again.

’Cultivating here probably isn’t a good idea. If I get interrupted, all my effort could be wasted.’

’One Circulation takes three hours to cultivate. The chances of being disturbed are really high.’

After some thought, Su Qing decided to just nourish his Geng Metal Sword Intent with Spiritual Qi instead.

After all, it was still one of his offensive methods.

The Sword Qi he had nurtured was already very powerful.

Su Qing sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

There weren’t too many noisy sounds during the night.

This allowed Su Qing to cultivate quite comfortably.

It couldn’t compare to cultivating in his own residence, though.

But after seeing this black flying minivan of the Cultivators, Su Qing felt he had to see what their Sect was like. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

A day passed.

Su Qing was still cultivating.

Inside the minivan, the attendants who saw Su Qing cultivating had all stopped talking.

Because Su Qing wasn’t an attendant.

He was like a master.

Especially after they saw the other masters talking with him.

They knew Su Qing was a capable person.

If they were to displease him, they would likely end up injured, if not dead.

...

「Three days later.」

The black vehicle finally stopped.

Su Qing was tired of cultivating anyway, mainly because he had to be wary of those around him.

—

[Geng Metal Sword·Demon +1: Mastery (115/1000)]

—

However, after his Geng Metal Sword reached the Mastery stage, the nurturing speed of his Sword Qi had increased.

The Demon Sword Embryo in his Dantian had also grown denser.

Fortunately, he had the Divine Concealment Technique to hide the Demonic Qi.

The black vehicle had stopped.

And it had landed.

After the door opened, Su Qing had originally planned to be the last one out.

But a crowd of servants stared at him expectantly.

So, Su Qing had no choice but to go out first.

Before he even stepped out, he saw a scene straight out of a science fiction era.

Most of the scenery outside the vehicle had a metallic sheen, reflecting the sunlight.

The road was very wide, and on the surface of every path, a bright blue line glowed continuously.

The surrounding residences were no longer made of wood.

Instead, they were constructed from metal, and they had glass.

’Damn it.’

He was starting to suspect he had transmigrated again.

"Su Qing, over here." Xu Ningying’s voice snapped Su Qing back to his senses.

Although there were no skyscrapers, Su Qing still felt this was no longer a Xianxia world.

Su Qing walked over to Xu Ningying’s side.

Xu Ningying was also looking around, a bit nervous and uneasy, and so was Shangguan Muling.

’This is even more ridiculous than the Great Yu Dynasty.’

"This is Zhengxuan City, the outer area of the Zhengxuan Sect."

The Immortal Master explained to the disciples.

"As for the specific details about the Zhengxuan Sect, we’ll discuss them after you’ve formally entered the Sect."

"Attendants are not permitted to enter the Sect."

"As disciples of the Zhengxuan Sect, you are entitled to a house in Zhengxuan City as a reward for your aptitude."

"You can also arrange for your attendants to stay there."

"Follow me."

The female Immortal Master spoke and walked forward. Despite her swaying gait, no one dared to be disrespectful.

Su Qing and the other attendants remained where they were.

Xu Ningying followed her.

...

’This is so unscientific,’ Su Qing complained silently.

’It’s completely unscientific! How can Immortal Cultivation involve technology?!’

Su Qing was utterly baffled.

After Xu Ningying left, Su Qing didn’t just stand around.

He was already on the move.

Metal, traffic, Flying Artifacts... The people he saw on the streets were all mortals, yet not entirely mortal.

There were all sorts of modern-looking cars moving on the ground.

And all kinds of Flying Artifacts in the sky.

Su Qing was still in a daze.

’Truly magical.’ Su Qing stared at his surroundings nonstop.

He walked for half a day and still hadn’t covered the entirety of this so-called Zhengxuan City.

Transactions here used currency that was both paper-based and, surprisingly, electronic.

Su Qing observed everything in great detail.

He was even starting to wonder if he had really transmigrated again. A double transmigration?

Su Qing looked at the written language here; it seemed completely different from the script of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Fortunately, the spoken language was more or less the same, aside from a rather distinct accent.

...