What the crowd didnât know was that everything Immortal Long Xue was doing was entirely for Li Xiaobaiâif they were to discover the truth, they would likely harbor murderous intentions.
At this moment, Li Xiaobai was gingerly slipping the ring off the pudgy man in white beside him, then moving the treasures within to his own ring.
He glanced around, sensing something eerie about the atmosphere in the room.
He might not understand music, but he could tell that the piece the young dragon was playing kept changing, and the transitions were awkward, with no smooth connectionâit was like stopping abruptly mid-way through a piece.
The current piece was even more outrageous, embodying an aura of slaughter that pressed in on him, causing the numbers on his Systemâs Attribute Points panel to start fluctuating.
[Attribute Points +300â¦]
[Attribute Points +400â¦]
[Attribute Points +500â¦]
Something didnât feel right. Could it be that the other party had sensed his intentions, thus playing this piece specifically to hint to him not to make any sneaky moves?
The more Li Xiaobai thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Otherwise, why would the young dragon frequently switch pieces? Probably to save him face, in case his scheme was exposed and he couldnât leave the stage gracefully.
With a flicker of doubt in his eyes, he glanced at Immortal Long Xue on stage. In just an instant, their eyes met, and Li Xiaobai immediately averted his gaze. It was confirmedâthe other party was also observing him.
It looked like his subtle actions had been discovered.
But that didnât matter. He was determined to get his hands on the pudgy manâs Space Ring. Having smoothly picked the pockets of so many cultivators in front of Chunxiu Tower, he was sure it was filled with numerous treasures.
Swiftly scanning the contents of the Space Ring, Li Xiaobaiâs expression immediately darkened.
The Space Ring was empty except for a floating note.
âHeh, thinking of stealing your grandpaâs Space Ring? Maybe in your next life.â
âWant the treasure?â
âCall me âdaddyâ, see who can shout louder!â
F*ck, he had been shown up. This damn fatty could only be his sixth senior brother, Liu Jinshuiâno one else would pull such a stunt.
Casting another glance at Immortal Long Xue on stage, she was still staring intently at him. Li Xiaobai didnât panic. He smiled politely and smoothly slid the ring back onto the pudgy manâs finger without a trace.
Atop the high platform.
Immortal Long Xueâs heart was pounding with excitement. Her music had finally touched Li Xiaobai; the man had begun to listen to her music in earnest.
Having glanced at her twice now, it was clear that he was astonished by her musical talent. For some reason, with this seemingly ordinary young man, she felt a long-lost sense of accomplishment.
Every year countless talented young men praised her music as divine, yet she was almost numb to it, feeling nothing. But now, this young manâs mere two looks had given her a sense of satisfaction, as if she were finally being recognized.
Incredibly, the last time she felt such emotion was apparently when her grandfather praised her after she first started her cultivation.
But just as she was feeling somewhat smug, she suddenly noticed that Li Xiaobai was once again stealthily reaching for that bunch of bananas, breaking off one and starting to savor it, his face beaming with pleasure.
A flash of anger crossed Immortal Long Xueâs eyes. She was determined: today, she must make this person sincerely impressed.
Her fingertips danced, plucking the strings, and with a flick of the wrist, three rapid notes changed the melody completely. A depiction of a mountain abode emerged before the eyes of the audience.
Birds singing, flowers fragrant, laughter and joyous songsâthis was natureâs way.
She looked at Li Xiaobai, no reaction.
Change again!
The melody shifted, Demon Mountain, a realm of countless demons!
Another glance at Li Xiaobai, still no reaction.
Change again!
The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!
No reaction.
Change it again!
â¦
Heavenly Dragon King Ritual!
After cycling through more than a dozen musical pieces, even resorting to her signature move, the Heavenly Dragon King Ritual, unfortunately, Li Xiaobai still showed no response.
If there was any response, it was only that his expression had become slightly startled, with no sign of being engrossed in the music for enlightenment.
Excitement and urgency shone in Lady Longâs eyes. What she did not know was that Li Xiaobai did not understand cultivation at all, so naturally, he had no need to glean any cultivation techniques from her melodies.
Her hands continued to move, constantly shifting through the musical pieces. No matter the type, as soon as Li Xiaobai didnât react, she immediately switched to the next one.
As a result, she played only a line or two of each piece before moving on to the next, the speed of her transitions astounding the onlookers.
The cultivators who had thought theyâd found a gem and were prepared to deeply reflect were now all waking from their meditative states, some staring dumbfounded at the graceful, light blue figure on the stage.
Even the slowest to react had started noticing that something was amiss.
âWhy does Immortal Longxue keep staring at that Li Xiaobai?â
âI canât figure it out, but it looks like theyâre in some sort of contest!â
âCould it be that the Immortal has been changing her tunes just for that guy?â
After observing for a while, the cultivators quickly reached a conclusion: Todayâs performance by the Immortal was not meant to benefit them; she was playing solely for Li Xiaobai!
What merits does this guy have to receive such favor from the Immortal?
And it seems that this guy doesnât appreciate it; heâs just voraciously eating, not paying any attention to the Immortalâs music. The Immortal, who usually seems so aloof from worldly concerns, appears to be throwing herself at him?
The cultivators were inflamed with jealousy; the Immortal belonged to the whole Eastern Sea, not just to one person. She should always maintain dignity and grandeur, how could she act like this?
In the crowd, Situ Guixiongâs eyes gleamed with a cold light. That Li Xiaobai really didnât know what was good for him; he had crippled his brother and now he was seemingly flirting with the goddess of his heart right in front of him.
âKeep jumping around for a few more days. Soon, youâll just be a prisoner at the feet of the Situ Household.â
âDamn, I didnât expect Young Master Li to actually catch Lady Longâs eye. Iâve never seen her like this before!â
Shock flickered in Dongfang Mingyueâs eyes as if she had discovered a new continent.
âYour words are not entirely correct. Young Master Liâs cultivation level is unfathomable. Itâs quite normal that he would attract the Immortalâs attention.â
Beichen Shixi spoke indifferently.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHeh, Young Master Li is a real master; how could he be interested in this woman?â
Nangong Wan was extremely irked, seeing all the men around her fawning over Long Xue.
The group in white robes, including the chubby fellow, also had looks of astonishment as they watched Li Xiaobai and gave him silent thumbs-up. Indeed, their little junior brother hadnât even started to show off, and it seemed the Immortal had already fallen for him.
If anyone in the venue was the most bewildered, it had to be Li Xiaobai.
Since it had started, his mind was filled with questions. At the beginning, although Lady Longâs melodies kept changing, they were still somewhat coherent, with a discernible rhythm and tune.
But now, it seemed completely chaotic to him. Li Xiaobai couldnât tell that she was playing snippets of classical pieces; he just found the music to be cacophonous, terrifyingly so, giving him a dreadful headache.
And why was this woman staring at him nonstop?
Was it because of his small motions earlier?
There was no need to punish himself like this, right?
Looking at the persistently erratic musician on the stage, Li Xiaobai scratched his head and couldnât help but blurt out, âImmortal, what on earth are you playing?â