The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (17)
The secret realm of Scarlet Moon Mountain has been opened.
Bai Weiwei’s fairy skirt fluttered in front of the secret realm, followed by a group of disciples of Tianhong Mountain behind her.
Around the area, there were people from various sects present.
Ning Yishu also came, his expression extremely calm.
But when Bai Weiwei gave him a slight glance, he couldn’t avoid getting nervous.
Bai Weiwei: “It’s awkward to see him.”
System: “You’re not embarrassed when you are peeled and cut by him?”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
The hidden realm opens up the plot and there’s a small climax in the early part of the novel.
The hidden realm is actually a huge trap formed by the obsession of all living things in the world.
Since it opened several hundred years ago, it opened exactly five times in succession.
The hidden realm was also opened this year, but it was also just a tactic used by the hidden realm itself to divert their attention.
The first five times were to let people know that the hidden realm was harmless, and had many treasures.
And this year, with the use of the final antics, it finally drew most of the outstanding disciples in the martial arts circle.
The people who went to the hidden realm were all swallowed up for its nourishment.
And in the plot of the novel, Ning Yishu also went there.
However, because his pure yang power was simulated, he escaped certain death from the hidden realm.
Like all of the cool main protagonists, he took back many magical treasures which were in the hidden realm from the people who were devoured by it.
The most important point was the harvest.
It was the first time he knew that there was a power in his body different from anyone else.
Although he is still unable to cultivate, and also can’t use it freely.
But with this kind of awakened conscious power, he was able to break out of the pill furnace three months later.
Bai Weiwei actually didn’t join the expedition to the hidden realm at that time.
Before going, she still asked the system: “Can I go, or the plot cannot be modified even just a little bit?”
System: “If the outcome is the same, the process is arbitrary.”
As the result of the hidden realm this time, the male lead must awaken the power of his pure yang physique and harvest a lot of magical treasures and weapons.
As for the process, since the particulars of the novel are not perfect, one can do as one pleases.
Qiu Bai, the Feng Shen Jun Lang2 stood beside Bai Weiwei.
“Shimei1, this time I have to burden you to lead the disciples with me in the hidden realm.”
Bai Weiwei didn’t have a good expression, “En.”
Her character has always been gloomy and uncertain, Qiu Bai also did not suspect anything.
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei heard the familiar notification come out once again.
【“I’m the prettiest, most beautiful” medal activated. Stage lighting technician, lighting boards……】
【All females on the scene automatically dimmed by three points. Rose petal perfume sprayed.】
A gust of fragrant wind passed by.
All of a sudden, it seemed like a hundred flowers were in full bloom.
Everything on the scene was dimmed, and only Bai Weiwei, who was like an immortal floating fairy, was so dazzling to the point of making everyone unable to breath.
When they saw her, everyone felt like their eyes were pregnant.
There seemed to be a faint heavenly music, drifting past their ears and their noses were filled with the fragrance of flowers.
How can there be such a gorgeous woman in this world?
Bai Weiwei’s heart had no waves, and she even wanted to kill someone.
【The background music roared in her ears——The curved river from the heavens, flows to the sea of thousands of purple and red, hot ballads……】
I really want to dance in the public square……falls.
“Change the song!”
Why was her own BGM “The Most Dazzling Folk Style3?”
System: “Oh, okay.”
【（Suona4 sound plays）Sister sit at the head of the boat, older brother go ashore5 ……】
Bai Weiwei wanted to die, she cannot figure out why she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in this plane in the first place.
Qiu Bai immediately held her hand, “Shimei, when I met you today, I now know what it means to be called beautiful as an immortal fairy.”
Bai Weiwei: “Hehe, beautiful like a village flower, right?
Two people stood aloft, a talented man and a beautiful woman, they were simply a match made in heaven.
Bai Weiwei suddenly noticed something. When she looked back, she saw Ning Yishu standing in the crowd, looking at her gloomily.
When she noticed him, he lowered his head.
But his fingers slowly clenched.
1: 师妹 Younger female disciple of one’s teacher who ranks lower than the speaker.↩
2: 丰神俊朗 From the “Prince’s Government Tablet of Jinling Prince”, it is mostly used to describe a man who is vigorous and has an elegant, clean, and handsome appearance.↩
3: 最炫民族风 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UHXvqwaQIw An actual song sung by Phoenix Legend, a Chinese popular music duo, on May 27, 2009. It won the “Top 10 Chinese Pop song of 2012” and also one of the most favorite square dance songs in China.↩
4: 唢呐 The suona, also called laba or haidi, is a Chinese sorna. It has a distinctively loud and high-pitched sound, and is used frequently in Chinese traditional music ensembles, particularly those that perform outdoors.↩
5: 妹妹你坐船头哥哥在岸上走 https://youtu.be/oYNInM6JAXU A lyric from the song, “The Love of Boat Trackers”↩
Phoodz: I can imagine BWW’s face while listening to those ridiculous BGM. If I were the one hearing it too, I’d probably also want to kill myself XD
Now, I just want to die from combing through different websites just to find those songs and translating those lyrics. I salute those people who translate these poetic Chinese songs *insert sweating blob emoji*
3 thoughts on “MGCH Chapter 440”
Bai Weiwei’s prize for earning Chen Wenfeng’s affection is to that all other women are less pretty when she walks by and to have folk music that only she can hear blasted full volume at her…
At least 04 wasn’t ground into mincemeat, right?
/watches the system buy a snack
hahahaha, do not press “next” when you do not even know the entire playlist, BWW. Good god, the cringe had my left hand’s fingers all curled into a bird’s claw.