My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 579 - 565: The Little Horn Reunites with Family

This battle can be called the greatest chaos in the history of the universe.

It's not just a fight over the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable, but also a hunt for other prey.

After all, if you can't grasp the Immortal Rules, and compete against the strongest Amiro Celestial Court, aren't the seats of these strong contenders enticing?

This is the first large-scale meeting of all the universe's powerhouses,

Those possessing fragments of their seats gather here, and it's evident how gruesome the hunting ground will become.

"This battle will eliminate at least 80% of participants."

Sister Trumpet didn't need to think, she stated the data as naturally as one plus one.

"Sister Trumpet, that many?" asked a Saint dressed in a red wrapper and holding a small drum.

"Of course, considering there are millions of seats, even with such reduction, only five people will survive, and there's far more. This is like a preliminary venue; the universe is vast, this is just getting rid of some weaklings first."

She patted others on the shoulder, speaking with an old hand demeanor, "This is the world of martial arts: once you enter, it's a realm of swords and shadows, where life and death aren't up to us."

Everyone grew alert upon hearing this.

They weren't competing for the most precious Immortal Rules but for other universal rules, which have yielded significant rewards now.

Indeed, the Immortal Rules are too hot to handle, snatched by the strongest Amiro Celestial Court,

If they had attacked, their current rewards wouldn't be as abundant.

"Now, what should we do as everyone disperses?" someone asked.

"What dispersal? Heading back means encountering those who kill and rob, waiting to ambush us on the way." Sister Trumpet blows her trumpet, "Go, music rolls! Playing tunes for the world's strong!"

She starts playing,

"Heroes emerge from our generation, once into the world of martial arts, years hasten."

"Among grand plans and achievements, life's intoxication is unmatched."

"Brandish a sword and ride a steed through ghostly rain, mountains of bones, birds startled in flight."

...

Across the battlefield, an unmistakable and powerful sound echoes, all strong ones heard Sister Trumpet's BGM.

"Big sister, aren't we going to kill anyone?" someone whispered.

"No, I don't wish to kill. Today I'm playing music for the universe's heroes!" Sister Trumpet swaggered, carefree, "At this solemn moment, there's no need to disgrace the music for any petty gains!"

Others were disheartened,

They knew once big sister got interested, she'd follow her whim regardless of the situation, no one could stop her from playing her trumpet.

Sister Trumpet didn't care much,

If not for the mystery of her own background, she wouldn't have come here, as she was like a salted fish uninterested in coming.

How delightful it would be to lead her forty-nine-man ensemble and study music?

Lately, she's growing more and more fond of this band, thinking strength is secondary, what's truly moving is using Saint's Rules to harmonize music.

As for whether she's the mastermind behind Sister Qin Hong, or even Earth?

She's curious but even if true, she couldn't be bothered, continuing to be herself, free and unrestrained.

From this point, Sister Trumpet is just like Fu Qingjun.

Fu Qingjun thinks the Saint's Rules aren't useful, more apt for cooking,

While Sister Trumpet isn't interested in the power and hegemony of the Saint's Rules, wanting wholeheartedly to study music,

But unlike Fu Qingjun, Sister Trumpet's pure intention for music is a kind of pure path-seeking heart, not for power and strength, just to understand rules and study them.

Sister Trumpet came from the martial world, just like those swordsmen who pursued the Sword Dao, with a pure heart, doing as they wish.

Sister Trumpet played music while walking,

She gradually detached from the battlefield, astonishing others.

They were supposedly one of the strongest teams but unlike others who slaughtered wildly like tigers in a wolf pack, instead, they played music and left elegantly.

Frightening adjacent stragglers and wounded, giving them a sense of foreboding.

Sister Trumpet proceeded, crossing the battlefield of swords and shadows, arriving at a life-providing star,

Her heart stirred, sensing a soul's aura and came to an ordinary farmhouse, taking away a newborn child while leaving countless pills and rewards and a letter for the parents.

Everyone was puzzled; what's the purpose of taking a child from a mortal planet?

Not clearheaded.

But someone suddenly recalled—it was said, the Immortal Venerable reborn and reincarnated amidst their infighting during the universe's convergence...

Could it be this child here??

Their eyes instantly brightened with realization.

The more they thought, the more it made sense; indeed, although big sister did bizarre and whimsically impulsive actions, suddenly stealing a child, even leaving compensation, didn't align with big sister's chivalrous nature.

"Big sister, this child is...?" someone asked.

Sister Trumpet boldly declared, "It's me."

Everyone was stunned, instantly shocked and amazed.

This statement carried too much significance.

They initially thought, perhaps big sister's wisdom was outrageous, maybe she saw things that nobody else knew, discovering Immortal Venerable's reincarnation direction and location?

Yet they never imagined...

"Big sister, why did you suddenly reveal this..." someone whispered, as this is an earth-shattering mystery, if spread...

This infant is someone with the most terrifying potential in the universe,

No matter the lack of Immortal Rule augmentation, back then, he could single-handedly press through the era, seizing the Immortal Rule, showing his most terrifying aspect.

"No problem, telling you is fine, I feel everyone is good, who loves to play music, are good folks." Sister Trumpet said frankly.

Everyone was deeply moved.

Sister Trumpet indeed possesses a unique charisma,

With her musical instruments, she continued journeying, excitedly saying to the very young infant, "You are the young version of me, another self, though you don't remember the events of future ages, I will care for you, revealing your origins and truths. Your prodigiousness won't be buried; from today, I'll teach you to play the trumpet."

"When the time comes, if I get tired of running away from home, I'll take you, along with my band, to visit Brother Fu, Brother Baiyu, and serenade him with music, the universe's top Emperor, playing the trumpet as a meal accompaniment, he'll surely enjoy his meal immensely."

Pa! Pa! Pa! She joyfully played the trumpet, embracing the infant.

Giggling.

The baby laughed heartily,

Fully restored to his young self, the Immortal Venerable, considered the greatest deity in cosmic history, the wisest ancient Emperor, as yet unknowing of what will transpire within him.