Top-Tier Superpower Student

Lin Tian had no interest in taking on disciples, but he wouldn't be opposed to having Qin Chi as a subordinate, given his impressive skills.

After all, Qin Chi's abilities were far stronger than those of Jian Cangsheng and his ilk.

Lin Tian said, "Well... Qin Chi, I'm really not considering becoming a master right now."

After hearing this, Qin Chi opened his eyes wide in disappointment, seeming to implore Lin Tian to reconsider.

Seeing the look in Qin Chi's eyes, Lin Tian almost felt intoxicated and quickly explained, "Well... I won't be your master, but we can be friends. As friends, I can teach you a few zither pieces. Friends help each other out, right?"

"Really?" Qin Chi's large eyes twinkled with hope.

"Mm-hmm, really," Lin Tian nodded.

Qin Chi immediately stood up, excitedly shouting, "Big brother, from now on, you're my big brother. I will not hesitate to climb down a mountain of knives or dive into a sea of flames for you."

"Alright alright alright…! No need to be so formal," said Lin Tian quickly, though inwardly he was feeling very pleased, thinking: Having such a little brother is exciting just to think about!

Afterward, Lin Tian took Qin Chi away to a hotel where he procured some paper and penned a zither piece.

This was one of the Three Thousand Lesser Pieces.

"High Mountain and Flowing Water."

A piece passed down from a thousand years ago that had become lost in the present day.

"High Mountain and Flowing Water" also has a historical anecdote associated with it.

During the Spring and Autumn Warring States period in the State of Chu, there was a scholar named Yu Boya. He loved playing the zither and later realized a piece from nature named "High Mountain and Flowing Water". This tune was so melodious that it became renowned, but unfortunately, the people of that era were too obtuse to appreciate it, and Boya never found anyone who understood his music.

Later he met Zhong Ziqi, who was able to appreciate the beauty in "High Mountain and Flowing Water" and greatly admired Boya.

The two became soulmates and close friends, but after a year, when Zhong Ziqi passed away, Boya let out a long sigh to the heavens, "Without a soulmate, for whom do I play my zither?"

Then, he broke the zither strings—never to play again!

This timeless masterpiece was henceforth lost.

Latterly, some tried to replicate "High Mountain and Flowing Water", but something was always missing; they couldn't reach Boya's level of artistry.

Qin Chi had also searched for "High Mountain and Flowing Water", seeing several zither scores, but none could achieve the true essence of "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

As he looked at the "High Mountain and Flowing Water" Lin Tian gave him, he began to hum, and before he knew it, his eyes widened, and soon after, large tears started to fall.

"It's real, it's really "High Mountain and Flowing Water", truly, haha... I actually found the real zither music for 'High Mountain and Flowing Water', haha..."

Qin Chi laughed uproariously, as if he had gone mad, while Lin Tian and his wives looked at him as if he were a fool.

He Qianqian, somewhat frightened, tugged at Lin Tian's hand and asked, "Husband, what's wrong with him? Has he gone mad?"

"He's not going to die of joy, is he?" Bu Mengting also cautiously added from the side.

To be so enraptured by a single zither piece, the world of an artist is truly beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Lin Tian and his wives simply stood by silently watching, and it was more than ten minutes later when Qin Chi finally calmed down, hurried over to Lin Tian, and said, "Big brother, this is the real thing, the real music piece."

"Right right right, it's real," Lin Tian quickly nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, big brother, for bestowing upon me this divine tune. In the future, I will certainly follow your lead," promised Qin Chi.

"Mmm, very good," Lin Tian responded absently.

Subsequently, Lin Tian and the others returned to their apartment.

As for Qin Chi, he was initially appointed as a bodyguard at Tianyi Pharma. His zither was broken, so Lin Tian told Qin Chi to make another one and offered to cover the costs.

Qin Chi readily agreed. Just receiving one zither piece from Lin Tian could make him happy for a month. In his heart, Lin Tian was like a god; whatever the god said, went. Whatever the god asked him to do, he would do!

Upon arriving home, Lin Tian had just settled onto the sofa when he was quickly surrounded by his wives.

Lin Tian sensed that this was definitely not going to be good, and said, "What are you planning to do?"

He Qianqian spoke up, "Hurry up, perform magic for me, I want you to conjure a room full of roses."

Bu Mengting added from beside her, "Then bring out your zither, I want to listen to a tune."

Lin Tian explained to each in turn, "Big wife, to perform magic, I need props. You're asking me to conjure flowers, but first I need flowers, right? I'm not like Sun Wukong who can pluck a hair and turn it into anything."

He Qianqian nodded, thinking to herself that made sense, magic was about fooling the eyes, not conjuring something out of nothing.

Then, he turned to his little wife and explained, "My zither is formed from chaotic energy, it's not a physical entity, so when I materialize it later, you must remember not to spread the word outside."

"Chaotic energy."

Bu Mengting seemed to have never heard this term before and asked, "What's chaotic energy?"

Uh!

Lin Tian was speechless, explaining this would take telling all the mythological stories of Huaxia.

Lin Tian gave a casual explanation, "It's a really awesome type of gas, just remember not to tell outsiders."

Having said that, he reached out his hand and the Subduing Dragon Zither appeared in his hands once again.

"It really appeared!" Bu Mengting exclaimed.

She immediately forgot all about chaotic energy and cried out, "I want to listen to 'Carefree Sigh,' play that first, then 'Myriad Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.' Uh, in short, whatever you know, you have to play it all for me!"

"Ah...!"

Lin Tian let out an astonished gasp. He knew every piece, and if he had to play them all, even if he played day and night, it would take him three to five months.

He looked toward He Qianqian and saw that she too was eagerly waiting for him to play.

With no choice left, Lin Tian began to play.

"Zing zing zing...!"

"Nice."

"Really nice."

"Keep playing."

The big and little wife lay on the bed, curling their small feet, happily listening to the music.

..., ....

Time flew by quickly, and several hours passed in a blink, the sky had darkened.

Lin Tian's stomach rumbled with hunger and he called out, "Wife, let's stop playing, I'm hungry."

He Qianqian sprang up from the bed and said, "You continue playing, I'll go make us some food."

Lin Tian had a bitter face. He played and played, as the big and little wife listened with glee, but poor Lin Tian was exhausted.

Later, during the meal, the big and little wife fed Lin Tian, while his hands were never idle, constantly playing one tune after another.

In the end, he was truly too tired. It was already late at night, and the big and little wife were tired too, but they still incessantly demanded that Lin Tian play.

Lin Tian had a stroke of inspiration and played "Flying Insects."

The dark sky hung low, accompanied by the bright, twinkling stars!

..., ....

This tune was for lulling babies to sleep, and it worked just as well for the big and little wife.

Soon, the big and little wife fell asleep amidst the sound of the zither.