Chapter 147: First Clash, I Am Ziyang!

At 8:15 AM the next day, in the ultimate review conference room at the headquarters of the Grand Greater Music and Dance Review Department.

At this moment, the brilliantly lit conference room seated thirty-six ultimate reviewers, including a preliminary reviewer, Liu Qingxin, a top student from Blue Bridge, and an intermediate reviewer, Yang Caihua.

Feeling the tense atmosphere in the room, Liu Qingxin's palms and the backs of her hands were covered in cold sweat, and she hardly dared to breathe.

Here, it was deathly quiet, you could hear a pin drop!

Liu Qingxin had not expected that the heartbeat she reported would trigger such a massive reaction—this was treatment reserved only for major superstars.

After who knows how long, a middle-aged man in his thirties seated in the center of the conference room spoke up: "Yue Xiaotian is participating in the competition as an individual, and he set a world record for the 100-meter dash in 5 seconds with a crippled leg. Everyone has also witnessed the effect of his immortal anthem Somadya, along with a dragon roar and Millennium. Therefore, I have decided to approve him and win him over to our empire."

This middle-aged man was the director of the review department, thirty-five years old, named Zhao Dezhu, born of a distinguished family and belonging to the Mortal race.

At this moment, while thirty-four reviewers all wore grim expressions, a female reviewer wearing glasses said, "It is rumored that he is a citizen of Fama, but he is participating under an individual name. Therefore, we cannot obtain much background information. If we let him go head-to-head with the Heavenly Queen Hong Mei this time, wouldn't it be a bit too reckless?"

With the first one speaking out, a second ultimate reviewer grew much bolder: "Director, I also agree to revoke Yue Xiaotian's performance qualification. After all, Hong Mei is a major nation's third-tier pop diva, a mega-star with over eight hundred million light fans, more than a million hardcore fans, and over fifty thousand casual fans. Offending her is not worth the gains."

Hearing this, the conference room fell silent once again.

Today's agenda was somewhat heavy because Heavenly Queen Hong Mei had arrived, demanding that the Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow, and Water dance halls be reserved simultaneously for herself and her friends.

All other conflicting performers had their acts directly canceled, or were contacted to have their competitions postponed accordingly.

Because Heavenly Queen Hong Mei was not alone; she was backed by thousands of musicians belonging to her friends, as well as an immensely massive fandom.

Therefore, when the Heavenly Queen performed, all other performers had to yield!

Zhao Dezhu, however, wanted to avoid offending this potential talent because Yue Xiaotian was competing as an individual. After all, relatively speaking, Heavenly Queen Hong Mei was not a citizen of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country.

At this point, Yang Caihua mustered up his courage and began to speak: "Since Director Zhao has the intention to win him over, I think it would still be best to discuss the matter with Yue Xiaotian. Furthermore, I believe we should not cancel his performance; having him postpone it is the best course of action, and we can also appropriately provide him with some support in the form of a dance weapon."

Liu Qingxin nodded in agreement at this moment.

Everyone present was already well aware of just how explosive Yue Xiaotian's temper was. Perhaps this strategy of offering a lollipop could still work.

At this moment, Zhao Dezhu spoke again: "Since everyone holds different opinions, we shall now proceed with a show of hands. Those in favor of canceling Yue Xiaotian's competition, please raise your hands."

Out of thirty-six people, twenty-eight raised their hands.

"Those in favor of postponing the competition, please raise your hands."

Out of thirty-six people, nineteen raised their hands.

After reviewing the results, Zhao Dezhu said to Liu Qingxin, "Little Liu, make the audio call."

At this thought, recalling the previous incident, Liu Qingxin's little hand trembled, and Yang Caihua's face twitched as well.

"Little sister, walk boldly forward..."

Instantly, Yue Xiaotian's audio-call ringtone echoed throughout the entire conference room.

Five seconds later, Yue Xiaotian's impatient voice came through: "I say, are you people annoying or not? Do you know how precious my time is? Last time it was the intermediate review, and now it's the high-level review? Say what you have to say quickly, this Water is busy."

"Ahem." Zhao Dezhu coughed lightly twice, then said, "Little Yue, let me discuss something with you—"

Before Zhao Dezhu could continue, Yue Xiaotian's voice interrupted from the other end: "Wait, is 'Little Yue' something you are qualified to call me? I refer to myself as 'Little Water' to uphold the spirit of humility inherent in my bloodline. What qualifications do you have to call me Little Yue? Who the hell are you?! Talk to me properly!"

Shock, astonishment, and terror!

Thirty-five pale faces instantly filled the conference room, and Zhao Dezhu's face flushed slightly as well.

Nonetheless, Zhao Dezhu spoke up again: "Water friend, please don't be angry. The situation is this: because Heavenly Queen Hong Mei requires five dance halls to perform together with her friends, your musician Ziwei's performance time conflicts with hers. Therefore, we hope you can postpone the competition."

The other end paused for several full seconds, and then, Yue Xiaotian's roar resounded through the entire conference room: "What the fuck! Who? Heavenly Queen Hong Mei?! Wanting my family's Weiwei to yield to her?! Are you kidding me?! Say that again if you have the guts!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room had completely changed. They never imagined that Yue Xiaotian could be so utterly uninhibited. Didn't he know that they represented the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country?!

Just as the tension grew thicker and many began to break out in cold sweat, a gentle female voice came through the audio call: "Director, don't be angry. Let's let her have it."

"Hehe, Weiwei, you're finally talking to me. Sit tight first; if anyone yields, it's this Hong Mei who has to yield."

Perhaps because Ziwei's voice melted away the tense atmosphere, or perhaps because Yue Xiaotian's tone softened due to Ziwei's words.

Seizing this suitable opening, Zhao Dezhu chimed in: "Little Tian, my water friend, listen to me. It is better to resolve enmities than to perpetuate them. I promise you here and now, you only need to postpone Ziwei's performance by three months, and our empire will provide you with dance weapon support. Besides, the extra time will allow you to rehearse even better, wouldn't you say? Hehe."

However, Zhao Dezhu clearly could not hold his ground any longer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Xiaotian's furious roar exploded instantly: "Heh, your sister! A heavenly queen is worth shit! Want to compare who puts on a bigger diva act with me? Is the name Yue Xiaotian, sole director of the Star Soul Philharmonic Orchestra and the Dance God Ziyang, enough?! Is it enough?!

Today I'm laying it out straight here: if you dare to cancel my family's Weiwei's performance for this reason, then the Star Soul Philharmonic will never hold another performance in the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country, no films of ours will be allowed to be screened, no books of ours sold, no programs of ours broadcasted, and no—

You can take this as a threat, or you can take it as this Water's provocation. You had better think very carefully before you call me again. Fuck!"

At this moment, the entire conference room plunged into extreme panic. Yue Xiaotian was actually threatening an empire!

As the audio call disconnected, the atmosphere in the conference room gradually grew oppressive, so heavy it made it hard to breathe.

After who knows how long, Liu Qingxin's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Could Yue Xiaotian really be the Dance God Ziyang, just like the files say?"

"Impossible! Senior Ziyang's strength is defying the heavens; how could he possibly come to participate in the Grand Competition? However, I now believe a rumor circulating on the audio web: this Yue Xiaotian is very likely Senior Ziyang's grand-disciple, or surrogate grand-disciple."

"Legend has it that over five months ago, Senior Ziyang swept across the musical and sonic systems of three thousand civilizations all the way, challenging the performance and direction of the highest divine songs throughout the martial and dance world, and achieved peerless battle results. A dance god of this caliber probably has already surpassed the realm of a Dance God, existing completely beyond our reach."

"Indeed, if we offend this Yue Xiaotian, wouldn't our Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country be finished once Senior Ziyang makes a move? I think we'd better discuss this with Heavenly Queen Hong Mei instead."

"Mm, I also feel discussing it with Heavenly Queen Hong Mei is the best course of action. She has booked the time and venues for tens of thousands of performances; she won't mind missing the time for just this one piece. Besides, she is very reasonable."

"Fuck! This Director said to approve him just now, but you guys refused. Now you know to go discuss it?! Arrange a meeting with Hong Mei for me immediately!" After cursing, on his way out, Zhao Dezhu smashed a corner of the table into pieces.

He couldn't be blamed for flying into such a rage; after all, this matter had escalated to the point of threatening the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country.

An ordinary person looking at things would only see the surface factors of the empire—economy, culture, education, military, and so on—while failing to see the essence of music and dance.

Regardless of whether he believed Yue Xiaotian's identity as Ziyang or not, the Dance God Ziyang genuinely existed. He did not dare to take that risk, because if Yue Xiaotian truly made a move, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Country's economy, culture, education, military, and everything else would collapse line by line until its destruction!

Because in the Hongkun Heavenly Realm, Dance is Supreme! Whoever controls Dance, controls everything!