My Synthesizer Has Talent

"Even if the memories are hazy for you,"

"they’re still another form of memory, another kind of epiphany."

"Most of the time, memories record the emotions of the moment, not the actual images."

"So, there’s no need to be sad."

"Or troubled," Su Qing explained.

This explanation was also a reflection of his own current understanding.

After speaking for so long.

Su Qing turned his head to see the little girl had already fallen asleep on the leaf.

Su Qing smiled helplessly.

He used his Magical Power to lift the little girl.

Then, he lifted the Flying Shuttle as well.

He arrived outside her home.

He put down the Flying Shuttle.

Then Su Qing carried her inside.

It was late at night.

It seemed her parents, Liu Changge and his wife, hadn’t noticed their daughter had run out to clear her head.

The lights inside were all out.

’This little girl is quite a handful.’ Su Qing couldn’t help but chuckle.

After putting the little girl back in her bedroom,

Su Qing woke Liu Changge and his wife.

"It’s so late. Why has Lord Su come to see us?" Liu Changge was angry at being woken up.

But he didn’t dare voice his anger or let it show on his face.

But Su Qing could sense his feelings.

Su Qing smiled. "Let’s all sit down and have a chat."

"Lord Su, is this about Ling’Er?" Li Miaoyu asked, confused.

After all, Su Qing only ever came to their home because of an issue with their daughter.

"It seems Madam Liu is the more perceptive one." Su Qing’s lips curled as his gaze landed on Liu Changge’s face.

Liu Changge stiffened. "We haven’t done anything to Ling’Er, have we?"

"Yes, and no." Su Qing shook his head.

"Let me tell you something."

"Liu Ling’Er ran off by herself tonight."

"I’m not here to tattle on her. What I mean is,"

"she wants to go out and see the world, yet you won’t let her?"

"Because it’s dangerous?"

Su Qing looked at the two parents, uncomprehending.

Liu Changge nodded, and Li Miaoyu was especially firm.

"That’s right. It’s dangerous. Although the school excursions always end in Perfection, dangers still happen throughout the year."

"The outside world might not be good for her," Li Miaoyu explained with a sigh.

"And that’s why she sneaks out at night?"

"Do you realize what you’re doing? Think about it—when you feel constrained by something, don’t you want to break free?"

"The more you feel it, the stronger the urge."

"The more you push, the more she’ll push back."

Su Qing said this gently, though he had no intention of lecturing them.

His true focus was Liu Ling’Er.

"I’m not going to get into all that. Since you’re in charge of Liu Ling’Er, I’ll be in charge of you."

"Every day, until Liu Ling’Er comes of age, I want you two to take her out to see the world beyond Jianmu."

"I don’t care how you do it. And remember: record it."

"If you don’t, I’m sure the deans on Jianmu have plenty of ways to punish you."

"You’re all people of the Dao Path. Protecting one little girl shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"If you don’t want to let her go, then you’ll go with her."

"And one more thing. As for her sneaking out to clear her head tonight, you’d best pretend you don’t know anything about it!"

Finally, Su Qing’s expression turned grave. His gaze fell upon the two, making them feel his immense pressure.

Then Su Qing left.

The pressure vanished with him.

Liu Changge and Li Miaoyu collapsed on the sofa.

Liu Changge sighed in resignation. "Is she my daughter or his? How can he be more concerned about her than we are?"

Li Miaoyu was just as exasperated. "This is the trouble that comes after the Reincarnation Platform. Friends from a past life... their indulgence is even more extreme."

"I just wanted our daughter to be safe, to let her know she was being protected, but it backfired."

"Our daughter’s grown up now...唉." Thinking of how Liu Ling’Er had secretly snuck out to clear her head tonight, Liu Changge, her father, couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Alright, let’s go to bed. We’ll make a plan to take our daughter traveling, show her the world outside... let her paint."

"I remember the last time we traveled all over the place was for our honeymoon."

"Alright, alright, go to sleep." Li Miaoyu slapped away Liu Changge’s mischievous hand, annoyed.

...

...

Back in his own place, Su Qing continued to sip his wine.

After a little while, however,

he made his way to a leaf at the edge of Jianmu.

He sat there,

looking up at the starry sky.

’It’s all Stars... Will Blue Star be among them?’

Su Qing murmured, taking another swig of wine.

’Finding Blue Star in this vast Star Sea would probably take a very long time.’

’And even if I did find it...’

’...what could I even do?’

’Go back?’

’At my current age...’

’...it would probably be pointless.’

There was no one left on Blue Star that he cared about.

’There’s only one thing I need to do now.’

’Become stronger. Strong enough that no one can control my fate.’

’Damn, this wine really burns,’ Su Qing sighed to himself.

He looked out at the surrounding starry sky.

Out here in the cosmos, there was no sun, no moon.

There was only silence.

’Taichu Daoist Palace.’

’The medallion...’

’Did Ou Mingjie mean that many beings want this medallion I have?’

"Hah."

Su Qing chuckled.

He found it a bit hard to understand. He had fought and earned this medallion himself.

To have others eyeing his medallion

was genuinely laughable.

’Whatever. I’ll wait a few years.’

’I’ll set out in a few years.’ He planned to spend a few more years comprehending Dao Essence.

He would see those two little girls into adulthood, and after that, their paths would be their own to walk.

Su Qing didn’t want to interfere any more than that.

Too much interference

would only lead to unintended consequences.

Everyone walks a different path, and Su Qing couldn’t force anyone else onto his.

Just as Su Qing returned,

a lavishly dressed man appeared.

He was male, at least in the eyes of a human.

The man was nearly as handsome as Su Qing himself.

"Hello, Su Qing."

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Xuan Wuya, of the Dark Filth Race from beyond the Taichu Daoist Palace."

"But I have no desire to know you," Su Qing replied, his face devoid of expression.

The man had been sizing Su Qing up.

He chuckled. "Su Qing, no need to be so cold."

"I’ve only come to propose a trade."

"I can’t imagine any trade we could possibly make." Su Qing lacked for nothing at the moment.

If he truly needed a Cultivation Technique, that problem would be solved once he went to the Taichu Daoist Palace.

"I’m confident you’ll accept."

"I hear you’ve lost many friends and loved ones. I can have the elders of my family resurrect a friend from your memories."

"How does that trade sound?"

The man from the Dark Filth Race wore an incredibly confident smile, and it seemed he even looked down on Su Qing.

Su Qing really couldn’t figure this guy out.

He had so little Energy in his body, yet he wasn’t the least bit afraid of Su Qing.

"Hah."

"Pointless. You’d just be resurrecting a useless Puppet."

"Don’t show off in front of me, you weakling."

Su Qing gently touched the man’s shoulder with his fingertip.

The man was instantly crushed by an invisible pressure, as if the person before him wasn’t some newcomer to the Dao Path,

but a hidden Great Power.

His own arrogant actions now caused him to break out in a cold sweat, his teeth clenched tight.

’Am I going to die?’

Xuan Wuya felt as if he were plunging into an abyss.

But in the next moment,

Su Qing had vanished.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He cursed the idiots on Jianmu. ’What kind of intel was that?’

’They almost got me killed!’

’Those recruited by the Taichu Daoist Palace are either powerhouses or total oddballs.’

’Clearly, I was assigned the task of persuading a powerhouse.’

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