Just Because I Sing Badly Doesn't Mean You Can Send Me to the Front Lines

After Xu Feng transmigrates to a parallel world and awakens the Musician profession, he receives the inheritance of the Music God.

Musicians are weak? They can only play support? They can't fight?

One song, Zither's Edge, ends, the music fades, and the crowd scatters into seven or eight pieces.

The spirit of the Eastern Emperor Bell:

"Big bro, I may be a bell, but I'm really not a musical instrument!"

"Even if I give you every possible concession, I'd accept it if you just rang me like a bell."

"But why did you twist off my skull and use me like a loudspeaker to perform the Lion's Roar technique?!"

"I am the mighty Eastern Emperor Bell! Don't I deserve some dignity?"

The Good Fortune Jade Disc beside it:

"You should be grateful!"

"I'm the Good Fortune Jade Disc, engraved with the Three Thousand Great Paths!"

"My status is incredibly noble!"

"But just because there's a 'disc' in my name..."

"He actually presses me onto a DJ turntable and makes me rap!"

"Now all I can think about is, 'Thunder, this heaven-piercing cultivation, a hammer of purple gold that makes heaven collapse and earth fall, purple lightning...'"

The Fuxi Zither:

"Big bro, big bro, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

The Eastern Emperor Bell and the Good Fortune Jade Disc: "Traitor, shut up!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.