Chapter 161: The Battle of Broadcasting Scriptures

Inside the lobby of Dragon Rising Entertainment, with one minute left until nine o'clock, the entire city waited with intense anticipation.

This was because it was a battle of transcendental dancers.

On the "Women Love Beauty" channel, the announcer was speaking: "Dear listeners, the thrilling moment is almost upon us. I believe many of you have already heard, because today our channel will welcome a broadcasting showdown between the Heavenly Queen, Hongmei, and Princess Ziwei."

On the "Beautiful Women in Action" channel, the announcer was broadcasting: "Dear listeners, the thrilling moment is almost upon us. I believe many of you have already heard, because today our channel will welcome a broadcasting showdown between the Heavenly Queen, Hongmei, and Princess Ziwei."

As the announcers from both channels completed their handover, the battle officially commenced.

At this moment, both announcers stepped out of their broadcasting studios, while the studios housing Heavenly Queen Hongmei and Princess Ziwei were completely sealed off.

At that moment, Li Wanyi, acting as the exclusive reporter for Yue Xiaotian, began her commentary: "Distinguished viewers, the intense competition has begun. I believe everyone understands how vital sound is to a singer. Sound possesses four distinct properties: pitch, duration, dynamics, and timbre. Among these, timbre is of paramount importance."

Saying this, Li Wanyi paused briefly before continuing her commentary: "Once these four properties are mastered, one can employ vocal mimicry techniques—such as imitating the barking of dogs, the meowing of cats, the roar of dragons, or the howl of lions. Because Heavenly Queen Hongmei has a larger following and Princess Ziwei is a newcomer with fewer fans, both parties agreed after negotiations to ensure a fair competition that the two goddesses will not use dance power, dance techniques, or dance weapons, but will instead utilize the exact same vocal range."

Pausing again, Li Wanyi patiently explained: "In other words, we will not be able to tell who Heavenly Queen Hongmei is and who Princess Ziwei is. Everything will be judged solely on the intrinsic vocal charm displayed during the recitation of the *Scripture of the Lesser Woman*."

Gesturing with her right hand toward a large red digital display mounted on the exterior wall of the broadcasting studio, Li Wanyi stated: "What you are looking at right now is real-time data; the numbers displayed here represent the audience count. As audience members, through this display screen, we can clearly see whose voice is more captivating and whose audience is larger. The criteria for winning or losing this competition are extremely straightforward: whichever contestant commands the larger audience wins this *Scripture of the Lesser Woman* broadcasting battle."

With that, Li Wanyi walked over to Li Liang, Dragon Rising's top journalist who was also covering the event, and pointed toward an identical red display screen, saying: "This data belongs to Heavenly Queen Hongmei. Of course, to ensure the utmost fairness, the channels of the two goddesses will be swapped at irregular intervals."

Hearing this, the reporters, along with the audience watching via television and audio networks, finally understood the rationale behind the rule. Since Ziwei stuttered, even with the same vocal range, a single stutter would allow listeners to easily identify her.

Switching channels at random intervals resolved this issue to a certain extent. Otherwise, Hongmei's massive fan base would have instantly overwhelmed Ziwei.

Presently, as spectators, the audience could observe the crimson digits ticking ceaselessly across the two digital displays.

Two minutes into the competition, Hongmei's current audience stood at 9,999, while Ziwei's was at 5,555.

As the competition progressed intensely, the audience gradually abandoned watching the live video feeds, turning instead to listen purely to the contest itself.

The reporters in the lobby similarly turned on their radios to listen directly to the broadcast.

In the finest training room within the Tenglong Art Museum, thirty-six musicians including Xiaolan, Tianhao, and Foolish were anxiously listening to the radio while watching the crimson numbers on the video feed, their expressions somewhat gloomy.

Not long after the start, Hongmei's audience had already surpassed 500,000, whereas Ziwei's had yet to reach 30,000.

At this point, Tianhao puzzledly remarked: "Why isn't the commander making a move? Since there are no video monitors, with his ability, wouldn't it be a simple matter for him to mimic this single vocal range?"

Thinking about how Yue Xiaotian could not only imitate the sounds of anything in heaven and earth, but also surpass ordinary mortals and even transcend transcendental dancers to reproduce multiple timbres simultaneously, they could not comprehend why he refused to intervene.

After all, at this rate, Ziwei was bound to lose the competition.

At this moment, Xiaolan spoke up: "I asked the commander yesterday, and Brother Xiaotian said he wouldn't cheat. Because, more than the competition itself, he cares about using this contest to cure Sister Ziwei's stuttering affliction."

Hearing Xiaolan's words, one of the musicians mused, "Now that you mention it, I almost forgot. The commander has probably been secretly treating Ziwei's condition all along, hasn't he? Have you guys noticed that Princess Ziwei occasionally doesn't stutter? And when she doesn't stutter, it usually happens when the commander is teasing her, or provoking her into anger, mortification, shyness, and other emotional states."

Recalling past scenes in their minds, many of the musicians nodded one after another. They seemed to have stumbled upon a secret, yet lacking an understanding of the precise balance required, they dared not be certain.

After all, human emotions are volatile. Even if Ziwei stopped stuttering when embarrassed or angry, how could one possibly master such a delicate threshold? Only Yue Xiaotian knew, and only he possessed the capability to pull it off.

The implications were profound. As they watched Hongmei's numbers skyrocket, Foolish wore a wry smile. "This is a dire emergency! At this rate, we're going to lose all our money."

Seemingly trying to encourage the others as well as herself, a girl in white clenched her delicate fists, her face full of confidence. "Don't worry. Since the commander told us to place all our money on Ziwei, we will definitely win."

Xiaolan nodded in agreement. "That's right. What little money we have would amount to less than ten thousand Dance Dollars even if we lost. Brother Xiaotian, on the other hand, wagered one million Dance Dollars. Has he ever let us down?"

"Yes."

"For heaven's sake, don't scare me like that."

"Heh."

Although the young man attempted to lighten the mood, the effort yielded little effect.

The gap between the two contestants was widening rapidly. The numbers on Hongmei's display raced forward, showing a clear trend of breaking into the millions in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, Ziwei's display remained in the tens of thousands, where individual digits were still clearly discernible.

According to the joint decoding efforts of Yue Xiaotian and Xiao Jiu, this *Scripture of the Lesser Woman* was exceptionally long and profoundly profound in content. This was because it excerpted portions of *Water Origin Nameless*, the absolute supreme codex and the foremost scripture of the Hongkun Heavenly Realm.

In fact, *Water Origin Nameless* enjoyed an even greater reputation than the 260-word *Twelve Water Jades*, despite both belonging to the one hundred thousand codices authored by Tianzi. Because *Water Origin Nameless* encompassed a broader scope, its contents were all-inclusive.

Consequently, the stipulated match duration was set at one hour. Ten minutes had already elapsed, and the disparity had ballooned to nearly a million listeners. This could not help but make the musicians nervous.

Of course, because this was an extraordinary book imbued with a supreme codex, no matter how anxious the musicians felt, they strained their ears to listen intently.

At that moment, the first pause distinct from the previous rhythm of the scripture occurred over the radio.

Listeners now knew with absolute certainty that Ziwei had stuttered.

Meanwhile, Hongmei had already recited a passage: "The water that can be channeled is not the eternal water; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. Water is the origin of heaven and earth; the string is the mother of all things. Therefore, in the constant water, one seeks to observe its wonder; in the constant string, one seeks to observe its boundary. These two emerge from the same source yet bear different names, both referred to as profound. The profound of the profound is the gateway to all mysteries."