C75 The Trip Was Not in Vain

"Ding!" The sound of the zither echoed once more, and this time, the bizarre notes that materialized on the mural seemed eerily familiar to Qin Xuan. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had seen them before, yet he couldn't quite place where.

Each note resonated deep within his soul, as if it had the power to stir every cell in his body