"This is indeed a domain produced by my Martial Soul Mutation, called the Noble Ring."
"Unfortunately, this domain has no combat power whatsoever. Instead, it left my cultivation stagnant for life. I have made a fool of myself before you, Senior."
Hearing this, the woman merely smiled faintly.
She did not show the disdain of those people on the Douluo Continent, but neither did she look particularly impressed.
In her eyes, this so-called mutated domain was hardly anything rare.
"This so-called domain of yours is nothing more than a crude outward projection of Soul Perception by the standards of our Great Thousand World."
The woman's tone was calm, as though she were stating the most ordinary of facts.
"Placed in a sect that specializes in spiritual energy and reveres the martial path, your constitution would indeed make you utterly useless trash."
"However, since you were transported into the territory of our Great Sound Immortal Sect."
"This crude perception of yours barely suffices as a foundation for beginning Sonic Wave Formations."
Barely sufficed.
Those words fell upon Tang Yuehua's ears like thunder from the nine heavens, instantly splitting apart the gloom that had coiled around her heart for decades.
Barely sufficed!
That meant she could cultivate!
She no longer had to be a useless person who could only hide beneath her brothers' wings and preserve her dignity by teaching etiquette!
Tang Yuehua abruptly raised her head. Her eyes, always as calm as water, now brimmed with tears of excitement.
Watching her reaction, the woman shook her head slightly, seemingly accustomed to how easily beings from lower planes were astonished.
She casually took a Jade Slip containing introductory musical teachings from her sleeve and placed it on the zither table.
"Our meeting is a matter of fate."
"This is only the most