Sound-Domain Programmer
"You gave it to me?"
Looking at the golden-red brand that Yuezhou handed over, Wind Speech subconsciously took a half step back, her emerald green eyes filled with surprise.
He never imagined that this Pseudo-Rule imprint, which embodied the wisdom of the entire Huan Yin Clan, would be his reward.
This is the most precious item in the entire vault.
Although its strength is far inferior to Cang Xuan's Three Great Sword Momentum, it is still a "seed" containing infinite possibilities.
Tu Hu's experience has proven that by integrating "momentum" with one's own philosophy, one can create a completely new system that belongs to oneself.
Before he came, he said he didn't want anything when exploring the treasure vault, and the cost of opening the Star Vein Slot was already an excessive reward in his eyes.
Such a treasure should rightfully belong to the Gold Coin Merchant Association, or be distributed among the team members through discussion. It certainly shouldn't be his turn as an "outsourced" performer.
Seeing his dazed expression, Yuezhou couldn't help but chuckle, then pushed the gold and red brand forward further. "Naturally, it's for you. This is the idea we all came up with after discussing it."
As he spoke, he glanced at Remnant Scroll, Sa Huan, and the others beside him. They all nodded with smiles. Remnant Scroll pushed up his non-existent smart glasses and analyzed in the meticulous way characteristic of the Detailed Study Faction: "From the analyzed information, it can be seen that only those who truly understand music can bear the Sound Momentum sound. Our group's understanding of music is far inferior to yours. Forcing us to bear it would only be a waste of talent. Therefore, you are the most suitable candidate. Only in your hands will it not be buried."
Sa Huan, standing to the side, nodded in agreement, pointing to Wind Speech's chest. "You're Light Spirit Clan, your bloodline inherently possesses a talent for music. Just now, on the Prayer Platform, you were able to make the Illusionary Sound Poem resonate perfectly all by yourself, which shows that you are the best recipient of this mark—if someone else obtained it, they wouldn't be able to unleash even one ten-thousandth of its power."
At this moment, Yuezhou said with certainty, "What the Gold Coin Merchant Association wants is the vigorous development of the entire Player Camp. You are a member of our Player Camp, and your growth can also contribute to the development of the Player Camp. To us, the Sound Momentum is just a collectible that cannot be used smoothly and can only be used to exchange for resources. But to you, it is a treasure that can take your musical path to the next level. Rather than letting it be sealed in the hands of someone who does not understand it, it is better to give it to the most suitable person, so that the musical heritage of the Huan Yin Clan can continue in our hands as players in another way."
These words warmed Wind Speech's heart.
He looked at the smiling faces of the people in front of him, then turned his gaze to the gleaming gold and red mark on Yuezhou's palm, and his nose suddenly felt a little sore.
From accepting the invitation to Dream Island, to the Remnant Scroll and others generously sharing the musical charts of the Huan Yin Clan, to the Merchant Guild spending over 60 million Sacrificial Power to open his Star Vein Slot —everyone paved the way for him, without holding anything back.
Now, even such a priceless treasure is willingly offered to him, simply because of one sentence. "You are the most suitable."
His feeling was that he, an outsider who was hired, had obtained a precious treasure earned through the team's hard work.
He felt he wasn't worth it.
Therefore, Yuezhou and the others' willingness to help him deeply moved him.
"Don't refuse, this is everyone's decision, please respect it."
Wind Speech took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, and her previously somewhat helpless gaze became solemn.
He took a step forward, raised his hand and grasped the golden-red brand. The moment his fingertips touched the brand, a warm sound energy instantly flowed into his body through his fingertips, resonating slightly with the power in his Star Vein Slot.
It was as if this brand was meant to belong to him.
The moment the brand touched his hand, countless subtle musical insights flashed through his mind. This was the life's Great Sound Huan Yin Clan, the "Listener of Heaven," and its ultimate understanding of music. Upon touching it, he felt as if heavenly music was echoing in his mind.
Wind Speech gripped the brand tightly, looked up at Yuezhou and the others, his eyes filled with sincerity, and swore an oath, word by word, with unwavering resolve. "Everyone, I, Wind Speech, will remember this kindness. From this day forward, whenever the Gold Coin Merchant Association needs me, whenever any of you are at my beck and call, I, Wind Speech, will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
A simple promise is more powerful than any grand statement.
And this is exactly the result Yuezhou wanted.
The Gold Coin Merchant Association unites players from all over the world, treats everyone with sincerity, and strives for mutual benefit. We never engage in Draining the Pond to Catch All the Fish practices, nor will we miss out on truly talented individuals for the sake of temporary treasures.
For the Chamber of Commerce, this "Sound Momentum" is merely an extra source of income, with limited benefits. The most worthwhile investment would be to win the heart of a player as gifted as Wind Speech and forge an unbreakable bond.
Perhaps, Wind Speech will soon advance to Demigod, and in the future, even reach the God Realm.
With such a powerful ally by our side, the Gold Coin Merchant Association can go further in the future.
The governor A Lan, once said something to him that he always remembered.
He said, "No matter how prosperous Dream Island is, it is ultimately just a floating duckweed. The roots of the Gold Coin Merchant Association must be planted in the soil of the Player Camp."
When players are strong, the guild prospers; when factions thrive, the foundation is stable.
Our Gold Coin Merchant Association aims to discover hidden gems within our ranks and to support wings yearning to soar—when enough Stars shine because of us, we will naturally become a part of the brilliant night sky.
This is the most solid foundation of the chamber of commerce, far more precious than any resource.
Looking back now, the Gold Coin Merchant Association was able to gain a foothold in the Azure Star Sea Area, growing from a small merchant guild into one of the core forces in the Player Camp, and attracting many players to cooperate, precisely because of its philosophy of "helping others achieve their goals and building good relationships."
Use today's resources to invest in tomorrow's strong players, and in return, earn long-term trust.
This is a long-term business that requires patience and dedication.
Seeing Wind Speech's moved expression, Yuezhou's smile deepened. She stepped forward, raised her hand, and patted his shoulder firmly with a steady, approving gesture. "You're too kind."
With just three simple words, all formalities and thanks were swept away.
For them, this was simply a choice made with the flow of things.
For Wind Speech, however, it was a profound and weighty sentiment.
Sa Huan, who was standing nearby, came over and patted Wind Speech's arm with a grin. "From now on, we'll have to call you God Wind Speech. Once you've refined the Sound Momentum Imprint, you have to show us your skills and let us see just how powerful this Huan Yin Clan's Pseudo-Rule power really is."
Wind Speech smiled, looking down at the glowing golden-red mark on her palm, her heart filled with anticipation.
He realized that his future had taken a new direction.
At this moment, the players in the live stream went into a frenzy once again because of the scene where Yuezhou gifted "Sound Momentum" to Wind Speech.
"Holy crap, the Gold Coin Merchant Association is so generous! This is a seed that can be integrated into the Deterrence System, and they just give it away like that?"
"Wind Speech, what incredible luck! To have such a great team and such a generous business association—this must be what they call meeting a benefactor! He's risen to the top in one step! I'm so envious!"
"Seeing this, I'm really growing to like the Gold Coin Merchant Association more and more. They're always willing to spend money to help others; their generosity is off the charts."
"So this is the world of the big shots? My teammates and I are constantly arguing over resource allocation, but the world of the big shots is about inheritance, trust, and what's right and wrong. It's on a completely different level from us mere mortals."
The barrage of comments was incredibly enthusiastic, and the magnanimity of the Gold Coin Merchant Association moved all the players.
The players of the Light Spirit Clan, who were spontaneously guarding the Prayer Platform that Definition the spine, were so moved by this scene that they burst into tears.
In their eyes, their people not only won the admiration of all their fellow villagers, but also received such a precious mark of rules. This glory is no exaggeration to say that they are the number one people of the contemporary Light Spirit Clan.
After all, once they arrived on Earth, the Light Spirit Clan had lost its former glory. When the clan members gathered together to chat, they could only mention their deceased ancestors when talking about the clan's past glories.
The only thing they can boast about is how their ancestors used music to summon spirits and move mountains and rivers, and how they used silent music to control all things and connect with heaven and earth—the legendary stories etched in their clan history.
Apart from the distant past, the contemporary Light Spirit Clan can find no other figure of their time who commands respect and is praised by all races.
Therefore, they always harbor a sense of inferiority when facing powerful groups.
But this emotion was dispelled at this moment by Wind Speech's performance.
Instead, an unprecedented, burning sense of pride, like a wildfire, blazed in the hearts of every Light Spirit Clan player.
On the other side.
Within the Huan Yin Clan's subspace treasure vault, Wind Speech and her group set off once more, embarking on a sweeping, all-encompassing raid.
Collect.
Everyone's Spatial Inventory was bulging, filled with everything from rare materials to cultural relics, from musical note crystals to musical memoirs—a truly satisfying feast.
During the Detailed Study Faction team found that their Spatial Inventory was insufficient, so they immediately spent their spiritual Sacrificial Power to "download" space-related materials from the Trading House to directly expand their storage capacity.
Cheers erupted throughout the team chat.
In less than an hour, the vast treasure trove of the Huan Yin Clan was completely looted, and the once dazzling starry sky was turned into a night sky.
The group floated in the empty "night sky," exchanged smiles, their eyes brimming with undisguised laughter.
Remnant Scroll through the thick stack of the Huan Yin Clan notes and various musical note crystals in the space, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears. "This trip has earned me more than two years of income exploring the Monster World."
Sa Huan shook the Illusionary Sound Flute in his hand, beaming with delight, "If we auctioned these resources, they could probably fetch several hundred million. We can look forward to the upcoming statistics."
Having stood by the side the whole time, Yuezhou saw that the sweep was over and said with a smile, "Let's go back to Dream Island. A victory celebration banquet has been prepared. I'll treat everyone to a delicious meal."
One day later, beside the fountain pool in the square of Emperor's Tomb Village.
Wind Speech sat cross-legged, the Sound Momentum imprint hovering silently above his palm. Enveloped in a crimson energy halo, it slowly decomposed, revealing wisps of regular patterns that seeped from the imprint, seeping into him like gossamer threads.
Inside the body.
The numbers in the balance column jumped rapidly, eventually settling at 3.94 million Sacrificial Power.
This is the total cost of refining and solidifying the "Sound Momentum" into a unique Monster Soul.
As the last wisp of Sacrificial Power transformed into scarlet energy and was injected into the brand, a golden-red light suddenly burst forth. The brand condensed into a round musical Monster Soul within the light, flowing along the meridians and steadily embedding itself into his sixth Star Vein Slot.
In an instant, countless insights into the rhythms and rules of the Huan Yin Clan swept through their bodies along the Astral Veins.
The sonic energy around Wind Speech suddenly surged, and a faint golden-red musical note mark appeared between his brows. The Verity Series Monster Soul within his body and this newly born Sound Momentum Monster Soul vibrated together, emitting a clear and melodious resonance.
Once the refining was complete, Wind Speech opened her eyes, a golden-red Liu Guang flashing in her emerald green pupils.
He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and an invisible sound wave rippled out from his palm, instantly causing countless almost transparent, dancing musical notes to float around him, lingering there.
At this moment, the Sound Momentum completely merged with his bloodline and Astral Veins, becoming a part of his power.
Without lingering, Wind Speech got up and headed straight for the Intimidation Martial Arts Arena.
Only by formally activating the Deterrence System can one truly step into the realm of "momentum" and use it as a starting point to gradually comprehend the profound mysteries of the Sound Momentum.
He had previously consulted the Guidance and learned that his understanding of the Sound Momentum was completely different from the training-oriented growth model of Tu Hu.
The Guardian Sword of the Tu Hu has been honed through countless strikes, parries, and refinements—this is the shortcut.
However, Tu Hu did not choose this path. Instead, he spent over a thousand years in another world tempering his emotions before forging his own unique path.
His Sound Momentum also has a shortcut: simply by constantly listening to the myriad sounds of the world and recording his insights, he can steadily grow.
While this growth was easy to begin with, its potential was far less than that of the Guardian Sword that Tu Hu.
After all, Tu Hu had already embarked on his own path, Guardian Sword had been upgraded to: the Sword of Civilization.
He is currently in the stage of absorbing the experience of the previous Huan Yin Clan, and it is still too early for him to forge his own path in music.
Before long, Wind Speech arrived at the Intimidation Arena, completed the in-game purchase unsealing in the independent space, and stepped into the Green Sorrow Gate.
When his figure reappeared in the space, a unique pressure slowly rose from within him.
It was a kind of oppressive force carrying a strange emotion, with a touch of quiet and melodious sorrow, like a lone flute playing softly on a cold night, or a clear spring murmuring in a deep mountain.
A pale blue aura of pressure rippled outwards from him, spreading slowly in concentric circles. When it touched the spatial barrier, it created subtle sound patterns.
In the words of Forum players, the Green Sorrow Gate is more suitable for players who are emotionally rich and prone to sentimentality.
That is quite similar to his personality.
After leaving the Intimidation Arena, Wind Speech readjusted his Astral Veins configuration.
He dismantled the Antilanguage, reattached the "Eagle Head Demon" Monster Soul, and then headed straight for the Test Tower.
Next, he prepared to test the effects of combining the Sound Momentum with other Monster Soul.
Three hours later, at the Test Tower.
Simulated scenario: Battlefield.
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The space suddenly unfolded, and on the desolate wasteland where yellow sand swirled, countless metal puppets surged in like a tide, the Roar of their iron hooves pounding the ground causing it to tremble slightly.
In the sky, monstrous birds that blotted out the sun circled and swooped down, emitting piercing shrieks.
Countless monsters surrounded Wind Speech from all directions, trapping him in the center of the wasteland.
Wind Speech stood still, her long, light blue hair billowing in the Berserk air currents, the golden-red musical note mark between her brows shimmering faintly.
He slowly raised his hand, merging the characteristics of the Eagle Head Demon with the Sound Momentum, and with himself as the center, an invisible sound domain quietly spread out.
He named this field: Sound Programming Domain.
It is his absolute control zone, where he uses musical notes as instructions and rules as the framework.
The moment the domain was activated, everything in the Perception field of vision changed.
In his eyes, the energy fluctuations of countless metal puppets, the wingspan frequency of the demonic birds, even the dust particles flying across the wasteland and the flowing air currents, were all dissected into visual "soundtracks".
Each audio track contains a flow of information, corresponding to the three most fundamental musical parameters: frequency, amplitude, and...
Waveform.
The frequency determines the "tone," which in turn determines the direction and properties of the sound's penetration; a high frequency can lock onto spiritual entities, while a low frequency can break through physical shields.
The amplitude is defined as "strong," rising from an imperceptible whisper to Roar that shatters mountains and rivers.
Waveforms determine "effects": sine waves primarily heal and harmonize, square waves primarily imprison and cut, sawtooth waves primarily erode and disrupt, and noise waves primarily cause chaos and obscure.
He can transform musical notes into weapons, aids, controls, and destruction simply by writing commands in his mind.
He had already tested its power during the three-hour test before the simulated battle began.
After covering the enemy's territory, the system captures the opponent's life fluctuations at a specific frequency, superimposes a sawtooth waveform, and then raises the amplitude to the defense-breaking threshold. An invisible sound wave can ignore the opponent's body armor and directly cause physical damage. This is a physical defense-breaking attack, which is completely different from the Pain Brothers ' mental defense-breaking attack. They have different focuses but are equally deadly.
The support capabilities of the Sound Momentum are even more impressive than its offensive capabilities.
For example, capturing a fireball cast by your own puppet and infusing it with musical notes can correct the trajectory deviation and enchant the fireball, making it more concentrated and intense, thus multiplying its power.
He can also Control the environment with music, weave cages, and capture elemental particles within the area.
For example, when encountering enemies with the frost attribute, simply lock the frequency of all frost particles within the area, and use the sound element to construct an invisible shackle to imprison the element, which will instantly disable all non-regular-level frost attributes within the range.
During the test, he created his strongest ability based on this characteristic and named it: All Sounds Silent.
The effect is to imprison all elements within the area, leaving only the sound element to flow freely, thus completely severing the foundation of the enemy's elemental abilities.
In addition, he also combined the Great Sound Inheritance Information of the Huan Yin Clan to compose scores for Rhapsody, Lullaby, and March, each with its own unique purpose.
In short, the characteristic of vocal range is its ever-changing nature.
Unlike Tu Hu, who relies on the straightforward rules of swordplay and parrying, his approach to music is extremely complex yet possesses limitless versatility.
Within this vocal range, he is the master of improvisation; his own emotions can become the underlying tone of the music, influencing everything within the realm.
In theory, he is a god in this field.
The blessing of the Verity Series Monster Soul imbues the Sound Momentum with a rule-based, vertical force.
As Forum users have said, in the strange world, without rules to guide you, you're just a roadside fish.
To rely solely on the Sound Momentum to confront a rule-level enemy is futile, like throwing an egg against a rock. However, with the empowerment of the Verity Series Monster Soul, every note he utters carries the nature of rules.
"Start!"
The simulated battle then begins.
With a thought, the soundtrack within his domain instantly erupted.
Facing the onrushing horde of puppets, he flicked his finger, locking onto the inherent frequency of the armor of the front-line puppets, superimposing it with a sharp, jagged waveform, and increasing the amplitude to just the right level for the durability of the Juntu alloy: "Erosion Song".
The power of words was activated, and countless delicate musical notes appeared out of thin air within the domain, falling like a swarm of bees among the puppets.
Suddenly, a series of Shatter sounds rang out. The alloy armor of the front-row metal golems remained intact, but their internal mechanical parts shattered on a large scale. They were then struck by the subsequent sound waves and exploded. As the fragments flew, a gap appeared in the front row of the golem horde.
Just then, the puppet on the left suddenly activated its energy cannon, and a dense barrage of energy beams shot towards him.
With a wave of her hands, Wind Speech wove layers upon layers of square-wave musical notes. "The Imprisonment Song."
A pale blue sonic barrier unfolded in front of him, and the square waves transformed into a solid barrier. The energy beams struck the barrier and were immediately locked in place, struggling and dissipating within the sonic patterns. Not even a ripple could be stirred in front of him.
The demonic bird in the air had already swooped down close, its sharp claws whipping up Wind Blade as it lunged at his head.
Wind Speech raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the frequency of the demonic bird's wingspan: "Noise Melody - Disorder".
The chaotic noise waveform instantly enveloped the airspace, completely disrupting the rhythm of the demonic bird's attack.
The once orderly diving formation became chaotic; some collided, some plummeted to the ground out of control, and some even changed direction and grabbed at their own puppets.
Hundreds more puppets surged from the right, including dozens of high-level puppets that activated Energy Shield and attempted to engage in close combat.
Wind Speech pressed his fingertips to his brow, and the Golden Loss Mark shone brightly. "All Sounds Silent!"
In an instant, all elemental particles within the domain were imprisoned, the Energy Shield on the puppet's body lost its elemental support and shattered instantly, and the energy cannon was unable to gather even a fraction of its power.
He decisively superimposed a high-frequency sawtooth wave, and the amplitude continued to climb, "Annihilation Song".
The invisible sound waves spread out from the Wind Speech, and wherever they passed, the core components of high-level puppets resonated violently and exploded. Ordinary puppets disintegrated like paper, and metal fragments were crushed into dust in the sound waves.
In just a few breaths, the puppet tide on the right was emptied, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation.
Next, Wind Speech tested a series of arrangement modes, including amplification and control.
Faced with the attack of the monster horde, he remained standing in the wilderness, his clothes fluttering, his body motionless, continuously composing musical commands with his mind.
He moved with effortless grace, dismantling puppets with a mere flick of his finger and causing countless demonic birds to lose control with a glance. It was less a war and more like conducting a grand musical performance.
The overwhelming enemy forces were unable to break through his sonic defenses and could only crumble as the notes danced.
When the last demonic bird lost control and crashed to the ground, falling completely silent, only lingering smoke and metal fragments remained on the wasteland.
Wind Speech raised her hands and slowly lowered them, as if directing Lan to deliver the final, graceful movement, carrying the solemnity of a curtain falling.
After the battle, he bowed slightly, as if directing a grand performance.
After the ceremony, Wind Speech straightened up, her gaze sweeping over the desolate landscape, a smile appearing on her lips, "What a delightful solo performance."
In an instant, the "Sound Programming Domain" that had been surrounding him vanished.
The visible audio tracks, the pulsating notes, and the invisible sound waves instantly vanished into nothingness.