me!"
"Coming, coming!"
Recently relaxed, the two companions rushed to help Chen Xuan down from the tree as soon as they heard him wailing.

By then, Chen Wenzhong had returned to his room. He opened the door, went inside, and sat on the bed, deep in thought.
"God of Music, what else can I do to get stronger besides cultivating my level?"
"Zhongzi, are you dumb? Do you really think you’ve mastered your techniques? Do you think your combat skills are strong? You must be joking!"
Embarrassed by the God of Music's critique, Chen Wenzhong scratched his head.
"Ahem, um, God of Music, what's wrong with my techniques?"
"For instance, you've reached the first level of the 'Silent Meditation,' but do you know how to use it? And the 'Sound String Killing Technique'—do you think it's just about emitting waves? How naive can you be!"
Hearing the criticism, Chen Wenzhong awkwardly scratched the back of his head and asked, "Please, God of Music, tell me how to train!"
"First of all, the 'Sound String Killing Technique' isn't just about using your vibrating meridians to attack. It can transfer your vibration frequency to the enemy. Unlike your sturdy meridians, theirs can't handle such vibrations. Slight spiritual energy misalignment can cause them to go berserk!"
"What! That’s insanely overbearing!"
Chen Wenzhong was astonished. He hadn’t expected the technique to be this potent and versatile.
"Of course! And who do you think gave it to you? When perfected, the 'Sound String Killing Technique' can even control sound to attack your enemies. It's truly a must-have for home and travel, ideal for both killing and defense!"
The God of Music excitedly cavorted in Chen Wenzhong's mind, almost as if he could sprout wings and fly out.
"Hmm, controlling sound... This means some modern knowledge of sound might come in handy!"
With this realization, Chen Wenzhong immediately sat cross-legged, placed his hands on his knees, and entered a meditative state for further practice.

Chapter 9: Gratitude

    A week later, the Chen family's grand competition was held as scheduled.
The people of Tianwu City were joyously shopping in the streets because all taxes were exempted for the year on this day. Naturally, everyone was delighted!
The streets were packed with people, and there was a celebratory atmosphere everywhere. Sensing the joviality, how could Chen Wenzhong not take a stroll outside his family residence? After all, constantly training could become monotonous!
"This reminds me of the festivals in my previous life... the marketplaces were just as happy and bustling," Chen Wenzhong thought as he watched the cheerful expressions of people passing by.

"Hey, you filthy beggar! This festive street is no place for your mourning!" 
A shout interrupted Chen Wenzhong's nostalgic thou

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