Strongest War Chant

"Beautiful Sound Realm... Heavenly Sound Master. I actually transmigrated! "    

    

In a room that was in complete chaos, paper and music music were discarded everywhere. A young man covered his head and stood up from the ground.    

    

He looked around in panic. In less than ten square meters of space, there was only a bed, a table, chairs, and a half-filled bookshelf.    

    

When he woke up and realized that he had become someone else, even not being on Earth, the shock on his face could be imagined.    

    

However, after he completely accepted the original owner's memories, he also accepted his current identity: the Heavenly Sound Master's Apprentice — Wu Shuang.    

    

He dragged his exhausted body towards the window. The moment the curtain was opened, a familiar yet foreign world unfolded before his eyes.    

    

Tall buildings and speeding cars. If it was just looking at these, Wu Shuang would really think he was still on Earth.    

    

However, the many layers of rings surrounding the building and the visible melodies flowing on both sides of the car left him dumbstruck.    

    

"Is this the effect of the war song?" Wu Shuang swallowed his saliva and his face was filled with joy.    

    

Beautiful Sound Realm possessed a mystical power known as "Heavenly Sound Force". Humans could comprehend the Dao sounds of heaven and earth, create various war songs, and release Heavenly Sound Force.    

    

Just like these tall buildings and cars, they were carved with various war songs, obtaining effects such as: firmness and acceleration.    

    

"I didn't expect that I would also have a super power!"    

    

Wu Shuang was extremely excited. He tried to sense his surroundings, and soon, he found a bunch of energy in his mind.    

    

He attempted to control the mass of energy with his mind and drew a thread from it into his right hand. He nervously looked over and saw that several colorless musical notes had suddenly appeared on his fingertip.    

    

As Wu Shuang stirred his fingers, the notes also started to vibrate, but they were unable to leave his palm.    

    

"This is Heavenly Sound Force, right? If the apprentice level Heavenly Sound Force is unable to leave the body, it would be best for me to become a Heavenly Sound Master as soon as possible."    

    

"However, acolytes are already very rare, and even among over a thousand people, there might not even be one. Moreover, I'm an advanced level acolyte."    

    

Wu Shuang was very satisfied with his status. Since he was reborn, he wanted to be a man of honor.    

    

As he was in high spirits, all the Heavenly Sound Energy in his body was released, and in that moment, countless Trunk Sound Talisman danced and danced around him.    

    

Amongst the chaotic notes, there would occasionally be a few that would collide together to form a small melody.    

    

"Haha, this power is too wonderful. It's just like the magic in novels. The so-called war song is just an incantation."    

    

Speaking of war songs, Wu Shuang got excited. In his mind, there were countless melody combinations, and even a complete original war song! The original owner had died of heart failure after staying up for three days and three nights to perfect this war song.    

    

"Sigh …" You are also quite pitiful, falling into the darkness before dawn. "    

    

"However, since I am already you, leave your hatred and parents to me peacefully."    

    

Wu Shuang's face showed his determination, but in just three seconds, his handsome face had turned into a grimace and his stomach rumbled.    

    

"This won't do, if I don't eat something now, I'm going to die. I'm not here to get some food …"    

    

Wu Shuang staggered to the door, opened the bolt and walked out.    

    

In order to create the war song, the original owner did not even care about his life. However, Wu Shuang's beautiful life had only just begun …    

    

Creak! Creak!    

    

The soles of his shoes made a series of noises as they stepped on the deformed brown floor. Suddenly, a sound of clattering came from the hall around the corner, as if slippers were running.    

    

"Duo'er, is that you?" A surprised female voice was heard, then a skinny woman appeared in front of Wu Shuang.    

    

Simple clothes, messy hair, and eyes filled with concern and tears. Wu Shuang only needed a glance to recognize his mother in this life — Lee Min. He immediately shouted, "Mom!"    

    

"Ai ai, good child, you've suffered …"    

    

The two of them held each other tightly. After a while, Lee Min pushed Wu Shuang away and looked at his face carefully.    

    

His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dark, his short black hair was messy and greasy, and only his eyes were bright like the stars.    

    

"Mom, I'm fine, don't cry."    

    

Wu Shuang wiped Lee Min's tears with an aching heart. He couldn't help but think of his mother. Unfortunately, he probably wouldn't be able to go back.    

    

"Mom is happy. It's good that you came out." Lee Min's tears turned into a smile. "Shuang-er, you must be hungry. Mom has cooked some porridge."    

    

Lee Min pulled Wu Shuang up and sat him down in front of the tea table in the living room. She poured a cup of water for him first.    

    

"Shuang-er, drink some water first. Mom will bring you some porridge right now."    

    

"Ai, alright. Mom, slow down." Wu Shuang looked at Lee Min's back as she left in a hurry. A trace of warmth rose in his heart.    

    

His father worked at the construction site, his mother worked in the kitchen at the back of the restaurant, and every month, his meager salary was to pay for his daily expenses, high school fees, and music score. Not only did he not have any savings, he even borrowed money from others.    

    

"My parents are all ordinary people. For an apprentice like me to study, it must have been difficult for them."    

    

Wu Shuang swept his gaze across the hall, the mottled walls, the musty corner, and the crude old room furnishings, all of them telling him about how poor this family was. Although it was nothing in his previous life, in the highly developed Beautiful Sound Realm, this place was still a slum.    

    

"This is a spirit card, right?"    

    

Wu Shuang picked up the white card on the tea table and touched it. A number appeared on the card: 153 Spirit Points.    

    

"Is that all you have left? "It seems like the situation isn't looking good this month."    

    

Wu Shuang shook his head and took out a similar black card from his pocket. He gently touched the white card and the number inside instantly became 453. There were only 26 points left in his black card.    

    

A spirit card was the currency system of the Beautiful Sound Realm. Everyday, using water and electricity, or shopping and travelling, required the consumption of spirit points.    

    

Normal people could only use white cards, the upper limit was 10 million, but for apprentices, the upper limit was 100 million.    

    

When he becomes Heavenly Sound Master, he will get a gold card with no limit. Wu Shuang's parents only get 500 points per month and the 300 points from Wu Shuang's card would be the school's scholarship.    

    

After doing all that, Wu Shuang put down the white card as if nothing had happened. At that moment, Lee Min came out with a bowl of hot porridge.    

    

"Duo'er, you must be getting impatient." Lee Min put down the pot of porridge with a smile and scooped out a big bowl, passing it to Wu Shuang.    

    

Wu Shuang received it with both hands and saw that in addition to the rice grains, there were also a few fragrant "pearls" floating around. As the porridge bowl slightly trembled, the "pearls" emitted a nearly inaudible sound, like a Trunk Sound Talisman.    

    

Wu Shuang was so hungry that he wanted to drink a big mouthful, but he put down the bowl of porridge and looked at his mother in pain.    

    

"Mom, our family's conditions are not good. In the future, don't buy any more spirit rice."    

    

Spirit rice was a crop that was catalyzed by Zhan Ge and could be used to heal the body, but it was also very expensive, usually costing 100 spirit points per tael. Seeing it, Wu Shuang finally understood why it took so much energy this month.    

    

"Hehe, it's fine. As long as it's good for you, no matter how expensive it is, it's worth it." Lee Min smiled and said, "Quickly drink it. If it gets cold, the effect won't be good."    

    

"Yes." Wu Shuang nodded and buried his emotions deep within his heart. He picked up the bowl and took a big gulp.    

    

As the hot water flowed down his stomach, it turned into a warm flow that spread to his limbs and bones. Wu Shuang let out a long breath and felt that he had recovered some energy. His spirit was also lifted. He took a few sips.    

    

Seeing that her son had regained his appetite, Lee Min heaved a sigh of relief. She guessed that he might have walked out from the shadows.    

    

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Shuang'er, it's been a few days since you went home. When are you planning to go back to school?"    

    

"Back to school?" Wu Shuang was stunned for a moment. Thinking that the original owner's death was related to the school, he sneered.    

    

"Hehe, I'll go back tomorrow and meet some old friends of mine …"