Chapter 159: Enviable Helplessness

When Le Xiaotian and Zi Wei flew up, all thirty-six musicians were lying on the ground, fast asleep from exhaustion.

What surprised Le Xiaotian was that Li Wanyi was still here! How many hours had she been waiting for him?

Without dwelling on it too much, Le Xiaotian had already learned from her that Heavenly Queen Hongmei had begun her counterattack. In three days, on the night of October 3rd at 9:00 PM, the broadcasting studio of Longteng Entertainment Company would officially open hostilities, with the competition centered on the broadcasting piece known as the "Sutra of the Little Woman."

Taking the laptop, Le Xiaotian tossed tennis balls to wake the musicians up while rapidly reviewing the document.

Before long, his expression darkened. "I didn't expect there to be such a talent among Hongmei's inner circle. Using this 'Sutra of the Little Woman' for the competition is practically a triple-layered defense against my Ziwei."

Leaning closer to the computer screen and looking at the legendary and mystical Shui script, Li Wanyi looked up in confusion. "Can you read Shui script?"

Le Xiaotian shook his head. "No."

Li Wanyi looked bewildered. "Then why did you say that?"

A smile curving the corner of his mouth, Le Xiaotian first smiled at Zi Wei on his right, and then turned to Li Wanyi, who was crouching on his left. "All languages branch off from music and dance. Although I cannot read this Shui script, I can perceive something much more essential. Language is the most powerless medium of all. Have you ever heard of body language?"

Indeed, language is born out of the necessity for communication. Prior to that, processes such as encoding, decoding, and character creation were all based on body language. Body language is simply a complex dance, just called by a different name.

Thinking of this, Li Wanyi smiled. "I am a graduate of Lanqiao University, so I know about that. But reaching a realm like yours must be extremely difficult, right? You're so amazing. What is so special about this 'Sutra of the Little Woman'?"

Feeling the unusual gaze from Li Wanyi, Le Xiaotian's heart began to feel troubled.

He had his own principles. The girl in front of him was a good girl; how could he bear to make a move on her?

Xiao Yun, Yuzhen, and Xiaofang were still waiting for him—was he going to provoke yet another woman?

Sigh, he must find an opportunity to dispel certain thoughts of hers. Otherwise, if things developed to a certain extent, it would be very difficult to handle.

Burying this realization deep in his heart, what Le Xiaotian cared about more right now was Zi Wei's situation. "The melody and combinatorial patterns of this 'Sutra of the Little Woman' are very difficult to detect. Simply put, it makes the woman reciting it become infinitely charming and alluring, while causing any male listeners' hearts to flutter and sway."

Her face flushing hot and her body growing warm, Li Wanyi asked with a trace of bashful shyness, "Could it be—could it be that this is some kind of vulgar scripture?"

Le Xiaotian explained, "Women are like water, and women have a thousand facets. This scripture merely causes the reciting woman to resonate with her own vocal spirit and dance soul; there is no such thing as vulgarity, only vulgar people. Of course, having said that, to captivate the audience with this, the broadcaster must also fully immerse themselves in it. I am not certain of Hongmei's proficiency in this regard, but that precisely lies in her malicious cunning."

Hearing this, Li Wanyi felt a chill in her heart and glanced over at the stunning Zi Wei.

Indeed, after today's encounters, Zi Wei was largely as described in the profile. She stammered, she was prone to nervousness, she easily grew shy, and she was as gentle as water.

If Zi Wei were made to recite this so-called enchanting "Sutra of the Little Woman," she would definitely be at an innate disadvantage. After all, Le Xiaotian had said one must be fully immersed to recite it well, and that situation clearly contradicted Zi Wei's current state.

However, Li Wanyi noticed that up to this moment, Zi Wei did not show the slightest trace of nervousness. Even with Le Xiaotian describing the stakes as so severe, she acted as if she had no worries at all.

At this moment, Le Xiaotian dispelled her doubt. "However, deciphering the language, eliminating my Ziwei's nervousness and shyness, curing her stutter, and allowing her to fully immerse herself—none of these are any trouble at all. Hongmei, your wishful thinking has probably missed its mark."

Glancing at the yawning yet fully awakened musicians, Le Xiaotian closed the laptop and handed it back to Li Wanyi. Immediately after, he took Zi Wei's hand, stood up, and smiled. "Let's go, it's time to head back. In three days, the real show begins."

Realizing they could go back, take a wonderfully comfortable hot bath, and then sleep in a cozy bed, Xiao Lan and the other musicians regained their vigor.

Walking up to the motorcycle, Le Xiaotian paused while adjusting his helmet because Li Wanyi had walked over.

Meeting his slightly startled expression, Li Wanyi bravely said, "What? I waited for you most of the day, is it really forbidden to catch a ride on your bike?"

There were thirty-eight people in this trip, making thirty-nine including Li Wanyi. There were nineteen motorcycles and one truck, meaning each motorcycle was meant for a single rider.

Yet Li Wanyi refused to take her own and instead insisted on riding with him. This trend could not be allowed to continue.

Though he thought this inwardly, Le Xiaotian still voiced his excuse, "Wanyi, I'm just taking the opportunity to practice my riding skills here because I'm entering an extreme cross-country motorcycle race. If I drive too fast later, it's easy to flip the bike—I already flipped three times this morning. My hide is thick and tough, but if I were to throw you off, I wouldn't be able to live with my conscience."

However, Li Wanyi was not so easily persuaded. "Zi Wei is here, isn't she? She will protect me, so you don't need to worry. Besides, having me along increases your sense of responsibility, making you focus even harder. Sister Zi Wei, don't you agree?"

Seeing that Li Wanyi had already made her move, Le Xiaotian silently mourned for himself for thirty seconds.

Ever since Xiaoji created the Peach Blossom Nine-Turn God-Exterminating Dance, his charm value had soared, and he constantly found himself pursued by goddesses. How to reject and shake off thousands of goddesses had become yet another major challenge in his life.

The magnitude of this challenge was arguably second only to the music and dance he valued most.

Because dealing with green-tea types and all sorts of scheming women was quite easy, with no sense of moral guilt—dumping them was simply doing a public service.

However, whenever he encountered a truly good girl like Li Wanyi, he got a splitting headache. Because true love is invincible was no empty phrase.

She was like flawless water; with her genuine sincerity, he truly didn't know where to begin.

Fortunately, she hadn't yet escalated to the point of threatening him with death; that was truly the greatest misfortune among fortunes.

Without continuing to torment himself over this issue, Le Xiaotian started the motorcycle. Zi Wei's battle was far more important.

In an instant, amidst a roar of engines, the entire Star Soul band along with the clinging-vine Li Wanyi rushed back toward the inner ring of Imperial Dragon City.

Though it was the tenth ring, road conditions were wide open, and Le Xiaotian drove at flying speeds for the sake of his training.

Of course, although Le Xiaotian had Xiaoji's help, he had only undergone bitter cultivation for about half a year, and there were still many things he had yet to master.

Therefore, he still needed training right now, needed to crash, and needed to endure some hardship.

Ultimately, when they returned to the Feitian Hotel, he had wrecked two more motorcycles and sustained a few more scrapes on his body.

However, none of these pains mattered.

After sweet-talking, coaxing, and eventually arranging for Li Wanyi to stay in another room at the Feitian Hotel, he finally returned to his own quarters and began tackling the matter of the "Sutra of the Little Woman."