Most Perfect Movement

He Wei Ni Ya sat by the window of her dormitory, watching the sun illuminate everything in the distance.

The night is over.

The melody offered to the Lord of Holy Sound has crossed the Hall of Eternal Note and officially entered the Holy Mountain.

This means that,

The Lord of Holy Sound has awakened.

He is "watching" this world, "watching" the stage this world has prepared for Him, and the music that is being played for Him.

He Wei Ni Ya could clearly sense His presence.

Because of her notes, her musical score was pulsating slightly at this moment, like vibrant blood vessels, or like piano keys being played, as if her body was involuntarily cheering for the Lord's arrival.

"Miss He Wei Ni Ya." A female voice came from behind.

He Wei Ni Ya turned around and saw a Silver Sound Player kneeling behind her, holding a thick stack of sheet music.

"These are all the Seven Sound Divine Song recorded in the Holy Sound History," the female musician said. "Please choose whichever you like."

He Wei Ni Ya slowly stepped forward, looking at the sheet music in the female musician's hand.

As she said, these were not ordinary tunes, but the Seven Sound Divine Song, which would be extremely rare and precious even among the Primordial Two Great Families. But now, it was quietly presented to He Wei Ni Ya, just like those women in the Lower District who desperately wanted to possess the seeds of the Upper City District, ready to be picked by anyone.

"If you wish to compose independently, that's perfectly fine too," the female musician said. "Principal Ulysses has already instructed that from now on, everything in this academy will be open to you. You can freely read any book in the library, and you can ask all the professors and Mentor in the academy for guidance to help you complete the divine composition. Of course, if you wish to receive assistance from the principal, that's also fine; Principal Ulysses is always there waiting for you."

He Wei Ni Ya did not take the sheet music, but after a brief silence, she said, "I want to be alone."

"No problem."

The female musician put down the sheet music and snapped her fingers.

The servants who were waiting outside immediately and respectfully withdrew, and in the blink of an eye, only He Wei Ni Ya remained in the room.

He Wei Ni Ya glanced at the mirror beside her.

The girl in the mirror looked as elegant and graceful as a work of art.

If you only look at this scene, no one would guess what kind of battle she went through last night. Even He Wei Ni Ya herself couldn't tell whether this was a dream or last night was a dream.

"... Ulysses," she murmured the name.

All of this was brought about by Ulysses.

The people who acted last night were not only He Wei Ni Ya, but also Ulysses.

While He Wei Ni Ya was locked in a fierce battle with Dean La Wu Er, Ulysses also simultaneously turned his attention to the members of the Primordial Two Great Families.

Todd, Finnis... and many more, all the musicians from noble factions who failed to withdraw from the academy were wiped out by Ulysses's men.

These subordinates of Ulysses were originally some very insignificant people.

Some of them were cleaners, some were librarians, some were the most inconspicuous students in the classroom, and some were Mentor or professors without any qualifications.

Just like... Anita.

As Anita said.

Over the past twenty years, the principal has traveled all over the entire Holy Sound, met many people, and found many people.

Everyone knows about this.

But no one, including the Primordial Two Great Families, took it to heart.

Aside from La Wu Er, a former disciple of Ulysses and the Dean, what he glimpsed was only the tip of the iceberg.

Of course, these people alone would not be able to directly contend with the Primordial Two Great Families. In the past, once the Primordial Two Great Families regained their senses, they would definitely not be able to withstand the attacks of Ulysses' disciples.

But this was no ordinary day; it was Grand Ceremony.

As the Inner Melody began, the music dedicated to the Lord was already playing. Even the Primordial Two Great Families could not rush into the academy at this moment and disturb the Lord's Grand Ceremony.

Therefore, no one can stop Ulysses at this Grand Ceremony.

Just as the Dean La Wu Er, said before he died.

Everyone is a pawn of Ulysses.

Even He Wei Ni Ya, who now possesses seven Golden Sound, finds it difficult to dispel the sense of powerlessness in her heart.

"Mr. Visas," she said softly, "Was all of this part of your plan?"

Bai Wei did not respond.

Not only was there no response to his thoughts, but his body also remained unresponsive.

When the first Inner Melody began to play, he vanished completely, as if he had never existed.

In He Wei Ni Ya's memory, this was the first time she had been unable to get any response or guidance from Bai Wei.

He Wei Ni Ya gently closed her eyes.

It seemed as if she was all alone in the world again.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes.

Since that's the case.

She should go and meet this great principal.

In just one day, the colleges were completely different.

The orchestra playing the Inner Melody, dressed in snow-white robes, sat high up, reaching out their hands to embrace the unseen Lord amidst the falling snow.

Their notes resounded continuously, stirred by Magic Power, as if they themselves had become piano keys, and the melody had become Holy Sound offered to the Lord.

Like the Eternal Note in the Eternal Hall, but unlike them, their faces were filled with extremely happy smiles, and He Wei Ni Ya walked past them without them even glancing at her.

They were happy.

Even though some of them had been replaced by Ulysses, the rest seemed completely unaware or indifferent.

What they care about is only their own melody.

After watching for a while, He Wei Ni Ya continued forward.

Soon, she set foot on the Mountainside Path she had walked countless times over the past two months.

Having passed through the melody and the wind and snow, I stood once again in front of that old tree covered with wind chimes.

Ulysses was waiting for her under the tree, a kind smile on his face, as always.

The only difference is that he no longer has the dormitory manager named Anita by his side.

He Wei Ni Ya continued forward until she stood in front of him.

"He Wei Ni Ya, please have a seat," Ulysses gestured to the chair in front of him. "Have some tea."

He Wei Ni Ya sat down and looked at the tea that had been poured in front of her.

But unlike the hot tea of the past, this cup of tea had already gone cold.

"Anita soaked it before she left," Ulysses said with a smile. "If you had come last night, you might have been able to taste some of the heat."

He Wei Ni Ya didn't speak, but instead drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.

The biting cold felt like a sharp knife slicing through my throat, bringing waves of pain.

"I know you have many questions for me," Ulysses said slowly, "But before that, could you please tell me your real name?"

He Wei Ni Ya was silent for a moment, then said, "I've long forgotten."

"I see," Ulysses said with a hint of regret. "It seems I still haven't been able to win your heart."

Why do you say that?

"Because you're not like my student, still unwilling to share everything with me," Ulysses said. "I know you come from the Seed Zone, and I know what that place is like. I've seen far too much, and many of my students avoid talking about that experience, but they're all willing to tell me... Miss He Wei Ni Ya, after that, have you told anyone else your name?"

He Wei Ni Ya didn't speak, but a conversation flashed through her mind.

"Yes, yes, that's the real you."

"To die here would be too pathetic."

"If you're not satisfied, grab my hand. Then... swear allegiance to me."

"A name is required to swear allegiance."

"The real name."

"It seems there is such a person," Ulysses said with a smile. "Then, He Wei Ni Ya, if you win, will the wish you make to the Lord be related to this person? Ah, of course, you don't need to answer me; I'm just talking to myself."

He Wei Ni Ya didn't answer. She looked at Ulysses and asked, "Why did you do this?"

Ulysses asked with a smile, "Which ones are you referring to?"

"All."

"All of them...that would be a long story." Ulysses leaned back in his chair slowly. "But I have plenty of time...at least for today. I can answer you one by one."

He Wei Ni Ya pondered for a moment, then asked her first question, "Do you intend to participate in this Grand Ceremony in person?"

"Oh?" Ulysses' smile widened after hearing He Wei Ni Ya's words. "It seems you guessed it. As expected... you are indeed the last student I took a liking to. You didn't ask such a vulgar question as 'Why should I help you obtain the Lord's wish?' If you had, I would have been very disappointed."

"I never believe that anyone would be unconditionally good to another person," He Wei Ni Ya said calmly. "Especially the Lord's will, so I always thought that you would kill me after I obtained the Seventh Note, but you didn't do that. Instead, you had Anita give me the remaining two notes."

"Then that's impossible. Am I simply trying to witness the Seven Sound Divine Song?" Ulysses said. "And right now, you're the only one who wants to play the Divine Song."

"If that's the case, you should have specified my piece," He Wei Ni Ya said. "Of course, there's something even more important: you've always been pursuing the most exquisite, the most perfect notes. So you can't possibly hand this process over to someone else, because even if someone else were to actually play the Seven Sound Divine Song, they wouldn't be able to reach what you consider perfect... at least that's what you think."

He Wei Ni Ya's words made Ulysses' expression even more satisfied, and he nodded repeatedly in approval.

"Very good, very good." He said with a smile, "You are my last student, and also the one I spent the least time with, but you also understand me the best. I am very pleased, He Wei Ni Ya."

Normally, He Wei Ni Ya would have responded to Ulysses with a smile, but now that was no longer necessary.

She looked at Ulysses's aged body and asked, "You also have the Gold Score and the Seven Tones?"

"Yes." Ulysses nodded with a smile. "However, I didn't have it painted on my body because my body is too old to bear such a fine work of art."

...really.

Ulysses also had musical notation and the seven notes.

"In fact, I started collecting musical scores and scores a long time ago. Well, you probably guessed it, that's why I traveled all over the Holy Sound," Ulysses said. "It was a long process, it took me about fifteen years. The musical scores are really, really rare. Especially since the holders of musical scores appear very late, most of them don't even live to adulthood in the Seed Zone. Finding him is the luckiest thing that has happened to me in the last twenty years. The second luckiest thing is that I met you."

He Wei Ni Ya didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"Perhaps you're wondering why I'm still helping you even though I've already collected all the notes and scores?" Ulysses looked at He Wei Ni Ya with a smile.

He Wei Ni Ya was silent for a moment, then said, "Because only in this way can you complete the most exquisite and Most Perfect Movement in your heart?"

"Heh, as expected, I knew you'd understand." Ulysses continued, nodding. "Fifteen years ago, when I received the music and score, I was pondering a question: What is the ultimate? What is perfection? If I were the only one performing the Seven Sound Divine Song Melody at the Grand Ceremony, where exactly does its ultimateness lie? Where does its perfection lie? If, from beginning to end, my only competitor is myself, then what is the point of everything? The piece of music I pursue should be the best, not the only one. So, what constitutes the best?"

He Wei Ni Ya said softly, "Defeat another Seven Sound Divine Song."

Ulysses smiled without saying a word, but his expression clearly indicated that He Wei Ni Ya was right.

He Wei Ni Ya then asked, "What if I were the winner?"

"That proves you are a better, more exceptional player than me," Ulysses said. "What's wrong with being defeated by a player like that?"

"But I will fulfill the Lord's wish."

"What does it matter?" Ulysses said with a smile. "He Wei Ni Ya, do you know what wish I would make to the Lord if I win in the end?"

He Wei Ni Ya shook her head.

"I will not make any wishes."

He Wei Ni Ya's pupils suddenly narrowed.

"Are you surprised?" Ulysses said calmly. "Some people might think I want power, I want wealth, or... I want immortality. But actually, I don't want any of those things. What I've always pursued is not that desire, but a symphony, the Most Perfect Movement. Nothing else matters."

He Wei Ni Ya certainly hadn't expected to receive this answer.

But she didn't seem that surprised, because she thought of Anita from last night.

"This is how a performer should be," Ulysses said with a smile. "The Lord has bestowed upon us such wonderful, artistic power, freeing us from ignorance and folly, so we should respond to the Lord in the most perfect manner. Coming for rankings, coming for desires, is to stray from the path of a performer, and I simply want to get all of this back on track."

"Simply put, we should be humble, we should be joyful, we should... disregard everything."

"That's right, He Wei Ni Ya."