The zither's music was poetry, painting, dream, and illusion, now soaring and impassioned, now low and lilting.
Her soul power flowed through the Ancient Zither, becoming invisible notes that spun and danced through the air, making listeners feel as though they had left the mortal world behind and entered a realm of stillness and depth.
Drawn by the music, Chen Xiaojun, Xiao Yi, and Little Wuneng stopped and quietly listened to Chen Yanwu's performance.
Their soul power flowed through the air and blended with the melody, bringing them deeper feelings and understanding. That was no ordinary feat.
When the piece ended, she looked up at the three of them, her lips lifting into a faint, graceful smile.
Chen Xiaojun asked, "Big Sister, are you practicing the zither?"
Chen Yanwu replied, "Sixth, Ancestor Chen Mingxiu composed this piece. It incorporates soul power through special techniques, so practicing it can help cultivate your soul power. It's particularly effective for laying the groundwork for Sword Sound: Great Sound Has No Voice."
Chen Xiaojun's face lit up with delighted surprise. "Really?"
Chen Yanwu nodded and continued, "Sword Sound: Great Sound Has No Voice was created by Ancestor Chen Mingxiu. It's a supreme Sword-Controlling Secret Technique that brings music into the sword. Once you've cultivated it to a certain level, you can guide sword qi with music to injure your enemies."
"Xiaojun, if you can master this technique, you'll surely climb another level. If you want to learn it, you can come to me or Great-aunt Han Xin."
"Wonderful! Thank you, Big Sister," Chen Xiaojun said excitedly.
Chen Yanwu glanced at him, then turned to Xiao Yi, her eyes, cool and clear as water, softening a little. "This must be Xiao Yi. You really are adorable. Do you like listening to the zither?"
Xiao Yi