Come on, God of Music, this is not fair! Others travel with supreme secret manuals or cheat codes for battle. You said I'd come here to sing; I agreed, but now you've taken away my runway before I could even start!”
Chen Wenzhong roared, venting his frustration.
“You young folks today are just too impatient. Didn’t I promise you benefits?”
The God of Music shrugged helplessly, expressing his own helplessness.
“Well, I thought so. How could the mighty God of Music forget such an important thing!”
Hearing there were benefits to be had, Chen Wenzhong rubbed his hands and flattered the god.
“Here, catch this! This ‘Silent Meditation’ manual is what you need to cultivate now. Don’t worry, it runs automatically, like you’ve been cultivating since you were in the womb, which is why you can’t speak.”
“Uh, great god, how many levels are in this technique? When will I be able to talk?”
Chen Wenzhong felt the automatically circulating energy within but realized his problem was still unresolved.
“This ‘Silent Meditation’ is an obscure Buddhist technique that originally required practitioners to remain silent until perfection is achieved. When that happens depends on your aptitude. However, the clever me saw its benefits upon reaching perfection and modified it.”
“So, what’s the result?”
“The result is that ‘Silent Meditation’ is now divided into three stages: No-Person Realm, No-Self Realm, and No-God Realm. You need only to reach the first stage to speak!”
“How long will that take?”
“Ten years! With the meridians purified by me, continuous operation for ten years will naturally achieve the first stage, the No-Person Realm. By then, your voice will carry incredible power!”
“Ten years?! You want me silent for ten years!”
Chen Wenzhong felt utterly despondent, having to endure ten speechless, expressionless years. He already felt like a salted fish."

Chapter 4: The Power of the Technique Unleashed

    "Woo~Woo, finally... finally... I can finally speak!" 
Standing in the training courtyard, tears streamed down Chen Wenzhong's face as he recalled the numerous inconveniences he had suffered due to his inability to speak: carrying pen and paper even for simple tasks like asking a servant for the bathroom, and being mocked behind his back by peers. All those heart-wrenching days were about to end!
"Enough reminiscing! Now, let me test the power of the technique that troubled me for ten years!"
Chen Wenzhong took a horse stance, faced a large wooden stake, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his attention. He slowly channeled the special energy from his dantian, following a unique trajectory, then through his throat, finally reaching his mouth.
"Roar—Roar!"
Chen Wenzhong opened his mouth wide, and a massive roar formed a visible sonic wave, slamming directly into t

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