84: Blue Butterfly's Concert

Autumn wind swept up gold and red fallen leaves, spinning them across the courtyard before drifting away.

During this period, Ling Xian hadn't even seen the figures of Xu Feng or Su Ran.

Of course, he wasn't in a hurry either. Instead, he relied on the money he had swindled from Ma Yifei and a hundred billion in cash flow to expand the Donghai Ling Group into Jiangnan.

Even Hu Yourong came to Jiangnan to expand the company.

"In this territory of Jiangnan, it really isn't easy to establish the Ling Corporation firmly without the old man's help," Ling Xian sighed, sitting in the office of the Ling Group's building in Jiangnan.

Jiangnan was filled with many aristocratic families; this wasn't referring to those on the surface, but the Hidden World Aristocratic Families in the shadows.

They acted low-key, yet they held the lifeblood of Jiangnan in their hands.

Even the Four Seas Association was an organization they supported in secret.

While Ling Xian was deep in thought, Feng Yixue pushed the door open and entered.

"Ling Xian, come with me to a concert tonight."

After spending time together recently, Feng Yixue had gradually grown accustomed to Ling Xian's presence.

Every time she suffered from insomnia, she would secretly find him for a late-night talk.

"A concert? Is your own singing not good enough?" Ling Xian teased.

Feng Yixue curled her lips. "That's different. Lan Dieyin's voice is very infectious. How can I compare to her?"

As soon as the three words 'Lan Dieyin' were spoken, Ling Xian immediately thought of Su Ran's seven senior sisters.

And Lan Dieyin was precisely Su Ran's seventh senior sister.

Her Sonic Wave Attack was considered unparalleled.

However, Ling Xian hadn't expected that Lan Dieyin would actually use it for singing.

"Don't you like painting? Why do you like music now?" Ling Xian asked curiously.

"Music is great; it can cultivate one's character. Just say if you're going or not. I worked hard to get these tickets, and they're even in the first row," Feng Yixue said, shaking Ling Xian's arm and acting spoiled.

Faced with this scene, Ling Xian helplessly agreed.

"Fine, fine, fine. Let go first."

"I didn't expect you to be a fan too," Ling Xian laughed.

Feng Yixue curled her lips. "Don't forget, you can't stand me up tonight, or else I won't enter your bedroom for half a month."

"Alright, alright, you even dare to threaten me now. Let's see which of us can last longer."

Ling Xian naturally wasn't afraid; he still had Chi Taohua and Mo Xueer, and even Hu Yourong in the company.

But once Feng Yixue had tasted the marrow, it wouldn't be easy to quit.

Not long after Feng Yixue left, his phone vibrated.

Ling Xian picked it up and saw it was a message from Wu Yueyue.

Wu Yueyue: [Brother Ling Xian, are you free tonight? Come with me to see Lan Dieyin's concert.]

Ling Xian: [Why are you watching a concert too?]

Wu Yueyue: [Lan Dieyin is my idol. Her singing was what accompanied me through my illness.]

[And it's not easy for her to come to Jiangnan for a concert; I don't want to miss it.]

Ling Xian: [Okay.]

Putting down his phone, Ling Xian had a bit of a headache. Just how powerful was this singing to make both of his women like it so much?

At the same time, he also became curious about Lan Dieyin.

Although Lan Dieyin was only a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist, her Sonic Wave Martial Technique was enough to make her comparable to a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist.

Most importantly, she was a Lolita Singer... Night fell.

At the concert entrance.

Feng Yixue and Wu Yueyue glanced at each other, then spoke in unison, "Ling Xian (Brother Ling Xian), weren't you coming with me?"

"Aren't we all going together?" Ling Xian smiled slightly and waved his hand.

That seemed to be true.

But both Feng Yixue and Wu Yueyue wanted Ling Xian to accompany them individually.

"Cough... alright, it's time to go in for ticket checking." Ling Xian coughed lightly to change the subject.

Feeling the gazes from around them, the two women's faces turned slightly red. They puffed out their cheeks and walked quickly in small steps, following behind Ling Xian.

The three of them sat in the front row.

One on each side, they held onto Ling Xian's arms and wouldn't let go, their eyes constantly clashing with sparks.

Seeing this, the audience members behind them couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

"Why don't I have such good fortune?"

It could be said that their envy was beyond words.

Ling Xian smiled slightly and didn't speak.

He was used to their behavior; in the future, they might even be comrades fighting together.

Soon, the concert began.

Lan Dieyin, wearing a Lolita-style dress, slowly took the stage to sing.

The song was a sweet little self-composed piece with a beautiful, cheerful, and lively melody.

However, in the next moment, the atmosphere suddenly changed—though for others, there was no difference.

But for Ling Xian himself, it was like a ferocious beast.

An invisible sonic wave surged forward, turning into invisible blades that sliced at Ling Xian's Spiritual Power.

Ling Xian's Spiritual Power instantly concentrated to resist.

It had to be said that without paying attention, even a Grandmaster would suffer minor injuries.

While chanting, Lan Dieyin observed Ling Xian's reaction with her eyes.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian showed no abnormality. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lan Dieyin with a smile on his face.

For a moment, Lan Dieyin was startled, causing her to sing a wrong note.

But she quickly reacted and continued chanting.

"What's going on? Is this Ling Xian so strong? He's actually unaffected?" Lan Dieyin was puzzled.

Instantly, she began thinking about her next plan.

When the song was halfway through, Lan Dieyin's soft and sweet voice rang out: "Today, I want to pick a lucky audience member to come on stage and sing with me."

"Is that okay?"

Everyone became excited upon hearing this.

"Yes!"

Most of the voices were supportive.

After all, being able to sing on the same stage as a big star was a great honor.

No one wanted to miss this opportunity.

The lights began to flash, constantly scanning every seat in the audience.

But only Lan Dieyin knew that she had already locked onto her target.

Stepping on a mechanism on stage, the light landed exactly on Ling Xian.

At this moment, Ling Xian's arms were being held by the two women on his left and right.

When the light fell on him, Feng Yixue and Wu Yueyue let go at the same time and pushed Ling Xian toward the stage.

"Go for it, Brother Ling Xian!"

"Ling Xian, get an autograph for me!"

But the scene from just now was still captured by some people.

"Holy crap, why him? It's bad enough he has a girl on each arm, but why does he get to sing with my goddess too?"

Only Ling Xian knew that all of this was a trap for him.

Clearly, Lan Dieyin had come to seek revenge for her junior brother.

"Haha, I haven't heard your songs before, so I don't know how to sing."

The moment these words were spoken, the audience below erupted.

"Change him! Change him! Change him! Change him!" the audience shouted in unison.

Lan Dieyin smiled slightly; naturally, she couldn't give up this opportunity.

"Since you were chosen, it's fate. You can just stand on the stage."

"No need, I know how to play the piano, so I'll accompany you!" Ling Xian didn't refuse. Instead, he was quite poised, pointing to the piano in front of her.

Lan Dieyin was stunned; she hadn't expected Ling Xian to understand music.

Ling Xian had the Advanced Piano Skill obtained from the system.

This one skill was enough to make him a piano master.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you."

Lan Dieyin gave up her piano.

She didn't really care, as long as Ling Xian was on the stage.

The singing began again, and Ling Xian quickly started playing.

At first, it felt a bit stiff.

But after quickly getting into the state, he played with smooth, flowing movements.

The music and the singing complemented each other perfectly, blending into a seamless whole.

It was as if it were the most beautiful sound from nature.