The White Moonlight Subdues Everyone with a Suona - Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Na
“——Be careful!”
A clear, startled cry suddenly came from beside her ear, followed by the noisy, chaotic static of electrical hums, buzzing loudly and giving Ji Bingyu a splitting headache.
Her eyes ached, unable to see anything in front of her. She forced them open so wide that physiological tears welled up involuntarily, yet everything remained a blur.
Fortunately, Ji Bingyu was sharp by nature. Even if she couldn’t open her eyes to see clearly for the moment, she could sense something rushing toward her from behind.
Such force actually whipped up a gust of wind. If she got hit, she would definitely be injured!
At the critical moment, relying on the instinct honed over years of dozing off in class to dodge her math teacher’s chalk-throwing attacks, Ji Bingyu quickly leaned back and flipped, narrowly avoiding the ambush.
Unexpectedly, the attack didn’t stop. The other party paused for a moment, seemingly surprised that she actually managed to dodge it. Yet before Ji Bingyu could breathe a sigh of relief, the next attack came straight for her face!
This power, this speed, this wind blowing against her face—
The attacker came with fierce momentum. The volume was definitely larger than a piece of chalk, starting at a folder at minimum, with the possibility of a keyboard not excluded!
Ji Bingyu frowned, quickly retracing the events in her mind.
She was slacking off in the office earlier, then fell asleep.
So she was currently dreaming.
So in her dream, she had still imagined a client, and now that client was beating her up.
The corners of Ji Bingyu’s mouth turned down, her face slumping as her expression became deeply frustrated again.
A wage slave, and she didn’t even have the freedom to dream anymore?
However, in the next second, Ji Bingyu snapped out of it.
Since this was in her own magical dream, didn’t that mean she could freely control the direction of this dream?
Thinking this way, malice suddenly sprouted in Ji Bingyu’s heart. She reached out and grabbed whatever was nearby, feeling something icy cold and very hard in her grip, like a brick.
Given that she couldn’t see anything clearly even after forcing her eyes open earlier, Ji Bingyu could only rely on her years of experience as someone with severe myopia, fuzzily attempting to see with her mind that it vaguely seemed to be a very, very long object—
Long, hard, and cold.
The craftsmanship even seemed a bit crude.
Amidst the chaos, a flash of clarity crossed Ji Bingyu’s thoughts.
This was a long brick!
Since it was a dream, being a little misshapen was truly quite normal!
Although this deformation might be a tiny bit excessive, it was a dream anyway, so there was no need to care about these details at all.
Having a weapon meant having confidence, especially with a brick—an essential item for home and travel—in hand. Holding the brick in one hand, at this moment, even the buzzing mosquito sounds near her ears could no longer affect her. She only felt that her entire body was filled with endless strength, as if a roaring fire had been ignited behind her back.
Ji Bingyu: [Damn client, your Grandpa Worker is here.jpg]
Even though her vision was still a sea of colorful black, the severely myopic Ji Bingyu had long gotten used to a blurry, pixelated world. Within just a few seconds, relying on instinct, she spun, jumped, and opened or closed her eyes, which made no difference anyway. Unaffected in the slightest by the noisy commotion around her, she raised her hand and threw the brick with the precision she had honed since childhood throwing darts, hurling it toward the direction of the attack earlier—
The moment that brick was thrown out, the mosquito sounds that had lingered near her ears for a long time abruptly stopped, becoming as silent as a university library during finals, without even the rustling sound of pen nibs gliding across paper.
It was as if she had transcended time and space into a silent, sage-like state of idly playing with her fingers after studying for five minutes.
Ji Bingyu intuitively felt something was off.
She was a frequent dreamer, and the contents of her dreams were weird and wonderful. Since childhood, she had trained a magical ability to master the direction of her dreams.
In Ji Bingyu’s dreams, she could soar up to the ninth heaven above and roam the four seas below. Unconsciously curling her toes in embarrassment could easily carve out a cheesy, brainless Mary Sue TV drama.
Her dreams often featured shaking mountains, collapsing earth, and shattered heavens. Carrying a cannon to tear clients apart with her bare hands was a casual, everyday occurrence.
Quiet, sweet, peaceful times had never had anything to do with her, the quick-tempered drama queen Ji Bingyu.
This kind of quiet right now must be an illusion. Perhaps in the next second, a new storm would appear!
Recalling the scene of fighting Godzilla in her dream last time, Ji Bingyu instantly calmed down again.
She stood in place, waiting for Godzilla’s arrival this time.
Sure enough, just a few seconds later, accompanied by a furious shout, “Ji Bingyu! How dare you!”
The colorful, pixelated scene like an old television in front of her eyes suddenly retreated, dispersing into the air like dust.
In less than 0.000001 milliseconds, it suddenly gathered again to form a new image.
High definition, raw quality, perfect color saturation.
……
She couldn’t remember how many years and months ago it was since she last saw so clearly with both eyes. As someone with severe myopia, Ji Bingyu froze for a moment, blankly scanning her surroundings.
Not gonna lie, the place in her dream this time was really not bad.
The mountains were clear, the waters were fine, and under the blue sky were beautiful, overlapping peaks. Not far to her right, a stream wound its way down. The air was fresh, seemingly carrying an unknown fragrance that not only smelled good but also made one feel refreshed.
Not far away, rows upon rows of grand, beautiful buildings faintly shimmered with a golden light under the sun, adding a layer of inviolable solemnity. Even someone like Ji Bingyu, who casually liked running around different places, had to praise that it was truly a rare, wonderful place.
However, something was wrong.
Ji Bingyu raised her eyes again to size up the people around her, discovering they were both male and female, all appearing quite young with remarkable looks.
Even the most ordinary among them reached the standard of the “Top Ten Most Beautiful Freshmen” from major film academies featured in annual gossip weeklies.
However, whether it was the surrounding environment or the watching young men and women, they all shared a common characteristic.
Antique and ancient-styled.
Ji Bingyu froze for a moment first, and then her eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Any other 21st-century young person might doubt if they were dreaming at this moment, but Ji Bingyu was different.
She was electricity, she was light, she was the only legend.
Facing this situation and scenery, her first reaction was—
Awesome!
My dream really upgraded again!
Ji Bingyu: [As expected of me.jpg]
……
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While Ji Bingyu remained silent, the watching disciples also sized her up cautiously.
One should know, this Miss Ji Bingyu could be considered a celebrity among this batch of disciples.
First, her exquisite appearance, which did not pale in comparison to—and could even be said to outshine—disciples from various cultivation families, had already drawn the greedy gazes of many.
Coupled with her rather complex and secretive background, the title of “the last member of the Ji family” was also quite attractive.
As for the other thing.
It was this Miss Ji’s exceptionally gentle temper, as well as her romantic entanglement with another prominent figure, Xuanyuan Fentian.
Having heard rumors more or less, many disciples witnessed the scene where Ji Bingyu flew up with a wooden sword and beat up the youth in fine clothing with their own eyes, muttering in their hearts that this was truly a strange thing.
After all, who in the vast cultivation world didn’t know that after the Ji family was wiped out, Ji Bingyu was taken away by her biological father? And after her biological father remarried, he had a son and a daughter.
This son was precisely the youth in fine clothing earlier, Yan Yiduan.
Yan Yiduan had always disliked Ji Bingyu, enjoying bullying her ever since they were young. Ji Bingyu happened to have a soft and good-tempered personality, always letting him bully her as he pleased.
When others saw this often, they didn’t think it was a big deal anymore. On the contrary, it was Ji Bingyu’s current act of resisting that made many disciples frown.
“Junior Sister Ji!” A youth wearing coarse cloth disciple robes stepped forward, speaking with righteous indignation, “Junior Brother Yan is your blood brother, how could you lay such a harsh hand on him? Why don’t you come and apologize to him right now?”
“Yeah, yeah, Young Master Yan is young after all, and he was just playing a small joke. Junior Sister Ji’s strike was a bit too heavy.”
These people chatted animatedly, acting as if they didn’t realize at all that if Ji Bingyu hadn’t resisted in time just now, she would have long been made a disheveled mess by what they called a “small joke.”
She would have had to rest in bed for a few days at least, and might even have delayed the upcoming sect entrance tournament.
There were too many points to criticize in these people’s words, but Ji Bingyu didn’t even bother to argue back.
After all, it was just a dream. Why argue with people in a dream?
Ji Bingyu was mulling over one thing in her mind.
Right now, not only had her dream’s visuals upgraded, but it had also unlocked new locations and characters, even complete character settings. So perhaps this time, after defeating the final boss, she might receive some new rewards?
For example, maybe after she defeated this group of minion mobs, the final big boss, Godzilla, would appear? Once she finished fighting Godzilla, she could bring her buffed abilities back to reality and beat up her client?
After letting her imagination run wild, Ji Bingyu scanned the crowd watching the scene with a critical eye.
Seeing such a beauty look toward them, many disciples unconsciously held their breath, their hearts tickled by the beauty’s gaze, inevitably giving rise to a few strange thoughts.
However, in reality, Ji Bingyu didn’t pay attention to them at all.
She was merely looking for the big boss who hadn’t transformed yet.
Finally, Ji Bingyu landed her gaze on the youth in fine clothing in front of her.
Wearing flashy clothes: Check.
Different from the rest: Check.
Surrounded in the middle by a ring of minion mobs: Check.
Just tried to attack her: Check.
A few seconds later, the corners of Ji Bingyu’s mouth, which had been slumping, suddenly began to turn up.
The curvature grew wider and wider, fixing into a wildly domineering smirk.
—Oh, Godzilla, your Grandpa Worker is here!
