I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 36 - 36: 36 Divine Sense i

At the dining table, the adults formed one circle, while Chen Mobai and his sister Wang Xinying formed another.

“Look at what this is?”

Chen Mobai presented the tickets of the Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe he had. Wang Xinying, who was in her star-chasing age, was crazy about Jiang Yuyuan, and she screamed excitedly on the spot.

“Big brother, you’re the best! Even my dad couldn’t get these tickets. Lili was bragging about having tickets to me today…”

Wang Xinying hopped off her chair and snatched the tickets from Chen Mobai’s hand.

“Uncle gave it to me. If you want to thank someone, you should thank him. I’ve already booked for tonight’s show, so dad and uncle, drink less.”

Chen Mobai knew that once Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan started to drink, they wouldn’t stop easily, so he had directly booked the Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe’s show.

“You youngsters may go. We, people of an older generation, are well past our star-chasing days.”

Wang Jianyuan picked up the wine bottle and filled Chen Xinglan’s empty cup. Tang Panchui and Chen Yulan, who were chatting on the side, couldn’t be bothered to stop them and just let them be.

“This Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe belongs to Boss Bian. It’s his venue. Tonight is the first show, maybe he will also make a guest appearance and sing!”

Chen Baolan understood Chen Mobai’s intent and spoke with a smile.

“Boss Bian? Which Boss Bian?”

“Who else? The ‘Stepping on the Moon’ performer, Bian Yiqing himself!”

“What!”

Before Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan could react, Tang Panchui and Chen Yulan, who had been eating sunflower seeds on the side, could no longer sit still.

“What time does it start? Eat faster! If you miss Bian’s performance, watch how I’ll sort you out.”

Tang Panchui was talking to Chen Xinglan. Although Chen Yulan didn’t say anything, her squinted eyes were expressing the same sentiment to Wang Jianyuan.

In less than half an hour, the whole family was hustled out the door by the three women.

At the entrance of the Red Sandstone Theater, there was already a long line of waiting carriages.

The party of seven waited for more than ten minutes before they finally entered.

“These are front row seats, thank you uncle.”

Wang Xinying, guided by Chen Mobai, was the first to find her seat. She sat right in the middle next to her brother.

“The tickets given by Mr. Bian are indeed good. Apart from the several boxes on the upper level, these should be the best seats.”

Chen Mobai looked around and did see a circle of boxes on the second floor.

Only two of them had their lights on, and one had its curtain open, revealing the silhouettes of two people.

“Hey, isn’t that Mr. Bian?”

Chen Baolan recognized one of the people in the box, it was Bian Yiqing.

“I wonder which personage could bring Mr. Bian to pay a personal visit? The Red Robed Celestial or Celestial Shi Qing?”

In the entirety of Red Sandstone City, only these two Gold Core Celestials could make a visit from Bian Yiqing, the grandmaster of opera.

“It’s a man, it should be the Red Robed Celestial.”

Just as they were speculating, the lights in the theater dimmed.

A young actor then came on stage and started monologuing. Chen Mobai recognized immediately that she was a female lead playing a male part. Her voice was crystal clear. Heard she apologized first.

“Tonight, Teacher Meng and Teacher Jiang were too tired from their journey, which caused some problems with their voices, so they’re unable to perform on stage.”

“What!”

As soon as her voice fell, the people who had queued hard to get in were unable to sit still and began to make noise.

“What are we here for then!”

“***, I want a refund!”

In the midst of the uproar, a handsome young man descended from the sky like a dragon, stunning everyone.

“I’m very sorry this happened.”

“To not let our audience down, I, Bian, will perform tonight.”

“If you insist on listening to the ‘Stepping on the Moon’ from my two disciples, the ticket for this show can be postponed until the 21st day.”

Bian Yiqing’s appearance immediately pacified the audience.

Except for a few younger ones who insisted on watching Jiang Yuyuan and Meng Huang, most of the older audience were excited.

“It’s Mr. Bian!”

“Lucky us, Mr. Bian hasn’t performed for twenty years!”

“No way, he performs at every Dance Tool Dao Academy annual celebration, you can find videos of it online.”

“What a worthwhile trip!”

There were only a dozen youngsters in the audience who didn’t understand their parents’ enthusiasm. They insisted on exchanging their tickets for a later show.

“I wanted to watch Brother Jiang Yuyuan…”

Like the others, Wang Xinying also patted her girly mouth. Although Bian Yiqing was also attractive, her heart already belonged to her brother.

“Don’t worry, I have more tickets.”

Chen Mobai immediately comforted her, as with Bian Yiqing’s singing, a performance of “Spring Banquet” flowed out clear and melodious, sometimes poignant, sometimes deep. It was like the first ray of sunlight after a long winter, reaching into depths of one’s heart. Even the initially restless Wang Xinying was instantly enchanted.

“This is…”

Chen Mobai, who had been indifferent at first, felt the spiritual power within his body begin to flow and tremble with the rhythm of “Spring Banquet”. It was as if he were lying on a massage chair, his entire body being gently caressed by music, an indescribable feeling of relaxation that made him tipsy.

He felt as if his consciousness had somehow exited his body, taking the form of a feather, fluttering in the wind.

It was like a dream, but he had a clear cognition of himself.

It seemed as if he was reaching an unusual realm under the pull of the opera.

In this realm, all the content of the Qi Cultivation chapter in Five Elements Cultivation that Qing Ping taught him was integrated in his heart.

The spiritual power inside his body rose with the rhythm of the opera, but was firmly controlled by him, following the route of the Qi cultivation in the Five Elements Cultivation, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as he wished.

After one song, another followed, and after a full twelve songs, although Bian Yiqing had left the stage long ago, the audience still hadn’t come back to their senses.

By the time Chen Mobai woke up, his parents beside him were already waiting.

Wang Xinying had fallen asleep and was being carried by Wang Jianyuan.

“How do you feel? This Dream-shattering Song by Mr. Bian is not something that most people have a chance to experience.”

Chen Baolan asked. Chen Mobai felt it, his spiritual power hadn’t grown much, he was still at the beginning of the sixth stage of Qi Cultivation.

However, something was different.

“Close your eyes and try to look inside yourself!”

Chen Xinglan reminded him.

Chen Mobai suspected something and followed the advice. In the darkness, he saw colorful lights.

These were the spiritual powers of the Five Elements Cultivation in his Dantian Qi Sea.

“How is it possible? This is the ‘Divine Sense’ that you only obtain in the later stage of Qi Cultivation!”

Chen Mobai opened his eyes, disbelief written on his face.

The bottleneck at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation is also where most cultivators get stuck. Tang Panchui had been stuck in this stage for thirty years without making any progress.

The reason for this stage to be so hard to break is that one needs to grasp their ‘Divine Sense’.

He grasped it just by listening to a song?