First Blossoms

The salesperson was delighted when Qin Yi nodded in agreement. After observing Qin Yi for half an hour, he had already seen from his clothes that this young man had to be wealthy. That was also why he had tolerated Qin Yi standing at his doorway for half an hour instead of calling security to throw him out.

He warmly invited Qin Yi into the shop. It was filled with a dazzling array of instruments, none of which Qin Yi recognized. Smiling, the salesperson asked, "What kind of instrument does our customer like?"

Qin Yi looked around and noticed that the bottom shelf at the front was filled with palm-sized little round boxes. He could not help asking suspiciously, "Is this an instrument too?"

Seeing Qin Yi's interest in it, disappointment flashed through the salesperson's eyes, though he still answered respectfully, "This is the most common Light-Sensing Transducer. It is very cheap—only one thousand star credits each."

After a pause, he added, "But it is also the worst kind. It can only simulate thirty percent of a real instrument's effect, and it cannot simulate the instrument's shape."

"Light-Sensing Transducer?" Qin Yi was curious. "How is this used?"

Seeing that Qin Yi was genuinely interested in it, the disappointment in the salesperson's eyes deepened. He casually picked up a little round box and opened it, revealing a tiny chip about the size of a cellphone battery from Earth. Handing it to Qin Yi, he said carelessly, "Just insert it into your communicator. Then focus your mind and activate it, and you can use it."

Communicator? Qin Yi felt like a complete country bumpkin. He had no idea what a communicator was. But he remembered the black object Qin Huai had given him before leaving, something that looked like a watch. He could not help extending his right arm before the salesperson and asking uncertainly, "Is it this?"

The salesperson's gaze swept over the communicator on Qin Yi's wrist, and his pupils contracted. Its entirely black exterior, faintly shimmering material, elegant yet unique design, and clean, flowing beauty all caught the eye. The intricate dark patterns seemed to flow beneath the sunlight's reflection. Although it looked fairly ordinary, the salesperson's sharp eye immediately recognized it as the Qin Corporation's newest galaxy-wide limited-edition Supreme Communicator. He had heard that aside from the Qin family's most direct descendants, certain allies recognized by the Qin family, and the royal family, no one else was qualified to wear it.

Was this for real? The salesperson felt dizzy. Could this gentle, compliant young man, whose mannerisms resembled those of a country bumpkin, actually be a direct descendant of the Qin family's main household?

With that thought, the salesperson became even more enthusiastic and respectful. He casually tossed aside the Light-Sensing Transducer in his hand, grabbed Qin Yi's hand, and led him deeper into the store. As they walked, he eagerly explained, "That Light-Sensing Transducer is the lowest grade. Only commoners use things like that. How could someone of Young Master Qin's status use such a thing? Our store has just received two supreme-grade transducers, specially prepared for talents like Young Master Qin. Please come with me."

Qin Yi was even more surprised by the salesperson's words. "How did you know my surname is Qin?"

Hearing Qin Yi's question, the salesperson became even more certain. Still, he smiled and said, "Young Master Qin bears himself with grace, with the bearing of a dragon and the countenance of a phoenix. You are clearly no ordinary man. Naturally, I recognized it at a glance."

Listening to the blond, blue-eyed salesperson solemnly spout idioms, Qin Yi found it increasingly amusing. He did not refuse, allowing the salesperson to pull him into the elevator and take him straight to the top floor.

Once they entered the top-floor executive office, the salesperson immediately invited Qin Yi to sit on the sofa. He carefully opened a password-locked case and took out another palm-sized round box. This one, however, was exquisitely decorated; one glance was enough to tell that what it contained was worth a fortune.

Placing the little round box before Qin Yi, the salesperson cleared his throat and introduced himself. "My name is Yaman Fude. I am the junior president of Fude Instrument Emporium. It is an honor to serve Young Master Qin."

"My name is Qin Yi." Qin Yi smiled and reached out to shake Yaman's hand.

When he heard Qin Yi introduce himself, a glint flashed through Yaman's eyes. The news that Qin Huai of the Qin family had found his long-lost son, Qin Yi, and sent him to study in the Music Department of First Military Academy Affiliated School was no longer a secret. Any upper-class person with even slightly well-informed channels knew about it. As one of the galaxy's four great imperial merchant families, the Fude Family had naturally received the news as well.

Yaman's attitude became even more cordial. He opened the little round box and took out a chip about the size of a phone card. Facing Qin Yi, he said, "If you do not mind, Young Master, please allow me to install the Supreme Light-Sensing Transducer for you."

Naturally, Qin Yi agreed. He did not know how to install a transducer, but from what Yaman had said earlier, it was supposed to go inside the communicator. He therefore extended his arm toward Yaman—because he did not even know how to remove the communicator. Back when Andre had told him that Andre could block the communicator as long as Qin Yi did not want others to obtain his information, he had never paid attention to the thing again.

Yaman carefully removed the communicator from Qin Yi's wrist and installed the light-sensing chip inside. Then he quickly put the communicator back onto Qin Yi's wrist. Only then did he explain, "There are only twenty sets of this Supreme Light-Sensing Transducer in the entire galaxy. It has many functions. Not only can it perfectly simulate the tone and shape of real instruments, it can even multiply an instrument's power by tens of millions of times. As long as your mental power is sufficient, the greater the power of the instrument you conjure. It is the favorite weapon of Battle Song Priests."

Only then did Yaman reveal his true intentions. "I heard that Young Master Qin is now a talented student in the Affiliated School's Music Department. Presumably, in three years, you will smoothly advance to the War Song Department of First Military Academy. Experiencing a Battle Song Priest's weapon in advance will be greatly beneficial to your development."

What Yaman did not mention was that this transducer had extremely harsh requirements for mental power. Of course, he also wanted to test this young man's limits. Outsiders said that Qin Huai's son was a useless waste who knew nothing. But Yaman did not believe it. Leaving aside the Qin family's family rule of accepting only elites, even Qin Yi's performance yesterday, when one thought from him had subdued Amy Solomon, was enough to make Yaman doubt those rumors.

Naturally, Qin Yi knew nothing of Yaman's thoughts. Of course, even if he had known, he would not have cared. He curiously opened his communicator and saw an additional Supreme Light-Sensing Transducer icon on the screen. He tapped it curiously, and a silver-white expanse appeared before him. Yaman's voice sounded beside him. "The greatest advantage of the Supreme Transducer is that it is not limited to a single kind of instrument. Any instrument you know—as long as your mental power is sufficient—even if you want to hold an entire symphony concert yourself, the Supreme Transducer can offer you the greatest support."

Qin Yi nodded and casually asked, "How do I use it?"

Yaman was not surprised by Qin Yi's question. Ever since the first day Qin Yi had been brought back to the Qin family by Qin Huai, people like them had investigated Qin Yi's entire life. He had been an exceptionally ordinary poor boy, once taken by the leader of the Bloodthirsty Raiders because of his beauty, though no one knew how he had escaped. On the very night Qin Yi returned to the Qin family, the Bloodthirsty Raiders had been completely annihilated by the Qin family's army. He had never received any education or training. Yaman guessed that Qin Yi might have awakened mental abilities while being abused by the leader of the Bloodthirsty Raiders. Such cases were rare, but they had existed before.

Thinking of this, a few traces of sympathy appeared in Yaman's eyes. Looking at the curious young man before him, whose entire being radiated a clean, pure aura, Yaman secretly sighed. With the Qin family protecting him from now on, this young man should be safe, right?

"How do I use this?" When his question received no answer, Qin Yi patiently asked again.

"It is very simple. Inject your mental power into the transducer. Imagine the instrument you want to play, then play it as you normally would a real instrument." At this point, Yaman paused instinctively. He suddenly remembered this young man's past. It seemed Qin Yi had not even touched the cheapest Light-Sensing Transducer, so how could he possibly have played a real instrument?

While he was still thinking about how to remedy what he had said, Yaman widened his eyes in astonishment the next second. One of the oldest instruments—a piano—suddenly appeared before him. The young man casually sat before the piano, placed both hands on the keys, and moved his fingers lightly. A string of lively, cheerful notes flowed from his fingertips.

"Adeline by the Water" was one of Qin Yi's favorite pieces. Its melody was light and cheerful, filling listeners with the happiness of a knowing smile. Back when Qin Yi had still been a playboy in his previous life, it had been one of the few pieces he had specially learned to woo girls. Playing it again after so many years, Qin Yi vaguely felt as though time had turned backward.

Inside the space, Andre watched the spiritual energy suddenly begin to flow joyfully through the garden, while the exotic flowers and plants swayed constantly with the music. He could not help giving a soft sound of surprise and said to Qin Yi, "Increase the flow of primordial energy. Inject the Faith Power within your body into your mental power."

Although Qin Yi did not understand why, he obediently did as Andre said. The melody changed dramatically the instant Faith Power from the Nascent Soul Realm was injected into it. If the music earlier had merely made people feel joyful, then the music infused with the purest divine Faith Power became the most sacred heavenly melody in the hearts of pilgrims. Fortunately, Qin Yi still retained a trace of vigilance and firmly suppressed his cultivation at the Qi Refining Stage. Centered on Fude's office, the music carrying Faith Power gradually spread throughout the city under the influence of his Qi Refining Stage cultivation. Everyone with sharp mental power sensed this vigorous aura of life at once. Some people with hidden ailments even felt much lighter after hearing the music; their hidden ailments seemed faintly healed, their long-congealed meridians began to loosen, and their entire bodies brimmed with the vitality of life. Even the flowers and grass in the gardens danced to the music. In shock, people rose to their feet.

Streams of light invisible to the naked eye drifted along with the music toward Fude Building and into Fude's office, then flew into Qin Yi's body like swallows returning to the forest. After being refined, they became the purest Faith Power and were poured into his mental power, only to be released into the outside world again with the music...

Everyone who sensed this strange power abruptly rose and immediately ordered, "Go investigate. Find out which Battle Song Priest is playing."

"Yes!"

Without Qin Yi knowing, the entire city began to boil. At the same time, the instant the communicator on Qin Yi's wrist was switched off and removed, Qin Huai, who had lost Qin Yi's signal, sprang to his feet as though facing a great enemy. He hurried out of the Qin family's main residence and sent a message to the Qin family's personal guard. "Find my son, Qin Yi, immediately. Make sure he is safe and unharmed. Qin Yi was last seen at..."

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Countless grateful thoughts gathered from specks of light into clusters of flowing radiance and flew into his body. After being transformed by the Dragon-Controlling Art, they became threads of Faith Power that merged into Andre's space. Like an exquisite paintbrush, they made Andre within the space increasingly solid. Feeling Andre's changes in the space, Qin Yi's mood grew better and better. His cheerful emotions spread through the music, making those who heard it feel increasingly open-hearted, as though bathed in a healing radiance.

At that moment, Qin Yi had an illusion that he had become a god high above all others, scattering his halo upon the people across the land who believed in him. Those followers who worshipped and believed in him would gain more and more benefits through their increasingly devout faith, while he himself would be elevated by their increasingly loyal belief.

Qin Yi, wholly focused on playing the piano, did not notice that his long-silent cultivation power and mental primordial energy were also rapidly increasing at this moment as Faith Power gathered madly...