The Lustful Young Master starting with Holy Maiden.-Chapter 63 - 4) The celestial assembly

Zhao Fan adopted an expression of mild curiosity as if surveying a particularly intricate puzzle as the statue loomed before them casting a shadow all over them, its imposing figure dripping with hostility.

"Fascinating..." he muttered, "A being that embodies the Dao of Music. I have encountered such statues before but not the one like this... It has no soul, no energy vessel, just a stone statue with Dao rhythm..."

The young master wasn’t lying, even his golems for alchemy have a spiritual core inside their body yet this statue has not a single artifact or core to absorb the spirituality.

The air hummed with discordant notes, as the statue began to play her sitar, the melody like the piercing shriek that set the teeth on edge.

Pfft~

Pfft~

Aside from Yi Xin Xue, the other 3 instantly coughed some blood and got on their knees holding their abdomen.

The statue took a lumbering step forward, the ground shaking beneath its massive feet like a violent earthquake.

This time she grabbed her flute and began to play it... The melody from the flute, sent a string shockwave pushing them far.

Thud!

With a thud sound, they collided with walls.

The place was divided by region, currently, they are back in the territory of unknown tentacles, and looking at the floor, a strange circle marks the border, which means once they cross that line, they will attract that female demon statue.

Woosh~

Meanwhile, those 10 foolish brats that have yet to witness the vast Mount Tai were revived near the border of the second trial.

Let it be known that this place holds 99 trials, some dreams are meant to be crushed at the first step.

"S-Sister..."

"Ah! I am alive... What happened," they were confused and shocked yet Zhao Fan paid no attention to them.

He has understood how the second stage works, the statue reacts to the sound of its breathing, walking... So, to pass that they have to stop their heartbeat and walk without any sound.

Of course, he could easily stop his heartbeat and easily pass the second stage, as for others, they were made insignificant ants, whose life held no value, yet, with a good will, Zhao Fan told them how to complete the second stage.

"The statue will react to any sounds, be it breathing, heartbeat, walking, or even hushing... If you want to pass this trial you will need to stop your heartbeat and continue with circulating the Qi,"

"or there is another method... One will attract the attention and the rest will escape," He added.

"Well then... Let’s not waste any more time," stated Zhao Fan, voice calm as a serene lake, yet with an edge of cold determination.

He knew the Sect Master had handed his daughter to him believing he could protect her and these disciples, but he held no empathy for these disciples, as for Saintess and others, he would definitely protect them.

"Those who are revived should hurry and find a way across the border without making a sound. The statue is sensitive to any noise, so even hushing will trigger a response... If you die three times it’s permanent," he added a warning as even the fierce lion has to think sometimes.

"Young Master... I-I will distract the statue you guys should slip away," a bald Daoist said, voice full of determination.

Zhao Fan: "..."

What a noble sacrifice yet unwanted, however, it’s better than nothing as he believed aside from Yi Xin Xue, others don’t even know how to stop their heart.

..

Meanwhile,

A hush fell over the others. No one mocked the bald Daoist’s resolve.

Instead, heads lowered with hearts heavy as apple ready to fall under someone’s head.

Even the most selfish of them couldn’t help but feel the sting of shame.

One of the female disciples bit her lip and whispered, "He’s willing to throw himself into death... while I can’t even stop trembling,"

A soft murmur of prayers followed, not for the Daoist’s success, but that his sacrifice wouldn’t be in vain.

"Tch... He’s just trying to show off," A younger male disciple scoffed, voice shaky with fear seeing how the girl reacted to bald Daoist.

"Let him go if he wants to die," Same one from above said.

"Still... he’s braver than we are," another muttered, unable to meet the bald man’s eyes.

No one stepped forward to stop him, no one offered help.

And yet, a few couldn’t stop their eyes from welling with tears. Not because they cared, but because they were cowards in comparison.

They were afraid after all, they were just revived and didn’t wish to die again, since dying 3 times means permanent death.

"He thinks he’ll earn merit by dying?" Someone sneered under their breath.

"Trying to get favor from Young Master Zhao... pathetic," but their words rang hollow, full of envy not even capable of speaking at normal magnitude so everyone could hear.

Because deep down, they knew, they didn’t even have the hearts to try.

One of them clenched his fists. "I rather survive with shame... than die forgotten,"

A logical Daoist indeed.

"If he’s going... I’m going too!" shouted another disciple suddenly, encouraged by the bald disciple.

The bald Daoist turned, stunned.

"Don’t be stupid," Zhao Fan said coldly.

"One sacrifice is tolerable. Two is waste, yet if you insist this Zhao has nothing to say..."

If someone wants to die let them, but this stage is a tricky one as the state doesn’t wanna kill you but rather injure you.

The second disciple froze mid-step... The will to act crumbled under Zhao Fan’s voice like sand beneath a wave, indeed two sacrifices were a waste.

With Baldy Daoist working as a meat shield, they easily walked away from the second stage.

Alas, it seems Bald Guy was killed as he was resurrected into the third stage, if he does again it’s over for him.

Nonetheless, Young Master Zhao couldn’t careless, as he didn’t wanna offend another team for a mere ant.

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