The Songstress's Secret

Another beautiful woman, who looked like she'd seen her on TV, stood up and advised, "Sister Mei, don't be angry. These young people are probably all fans of Sister Yuezheng. They probably sneaked in just to see Sister Yuezheng. Please be lenient. After the concert, you can have Sister Yuezheng sign autographs for them."

"That won't do. Yuezheng has tens of millions of fans. If she gives autographs to everyone who comes, she'll never have a chance to sing again."

A man who looked like a manager saw Si Ming and the others and his eyes lit up. He thought to himself that they were all good-looking and had great charisma, and they were definitely worth nurturing. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Are you interested in becoming idols? If you become idols, you will have the opportunity to perform on the same stage as Yuezheng Yao in the future."

Si Ming and the others showed no interest, leaving only Murong Qing was best at negotiation, to explain the situation to them, while the rest ran towards the stage, constantly searching for suspicious individuals along the way.

Soon Si Ming arrived at the left side of the stage. He saw Yuezheng Yao standing in the center of the stage. She had a face that was very similar to Yuezheng Qiong in his memory, but with softer lines. She possessed both a natural beauty that was as elegant as a fairy and a mysterious beauty that was hazy and dreamy. She also had the powerful aura of Mengmeng queen. The three combined to form a unique style that Si Ming had never seen before.

On stage, Yuezheng Yao wore a long pink rose-colored dress with purple lace trim. She wore a white gemstone-carved heart-shaped pendant around her neck, and chiffon ribbons wrapped around her slender neck. Her waist was extremely cinched, and her back was uncovered. Her long, flowing hair revealed glimpses of her milky skin, and the silk she draped over her shoulders looked like a translucent white.

Without using any musical instruments, she directly used her Internal Cultivation to transmit her voice to the ears of all the audience members in the stadium. Her voice was melodious and ethereal, and she could sing different styles of singing in one song, presenting a rich and varied, yet elusive and profound flavor. Her singing led everyone present into a strange musical realm.

In the Sea Continent, where traditional Eastern values are still prevalent, singers and actors are considered lowly professions, belonging to the lowest class. However, if someone is a martial arts master who also works as a singer, people's attitudes will completely change. Therefore, if a star's Internal Cultivation is low, their peak in life will only be that of a second-tier star, and they will find it difficult to gain respect from others.

Just by hearing Yuezheng Yao's singing voice, Si Ming knew that her Internal Cultivation had reached at least level nine. He figured that even if she were assassinated, she would have a certain ability to protect herself, unless she was always a beat slow to react like Hongdou.

Yu Shuying Secret Voice Transmission: "The person controlling the smoke in the right corner is... a terrorist! Their goal isn't just to cause trouble; they want to create a tragedy on the spot!"

Si Ming quickly turned his head and found his target, only to discover that the other person seemed to be engrossed in the singing and had forgotten what he was supposed to do.

Chapter 417 The Queen's Secret

Many types of sound-based exercises possess the power to bewitch, causing listeners to secrete hormones that induce states of excitement, intoxication, or even hallucinations. Such harmful sound-based exercises are strictly prohibited from use in public, as doing so is considered a crime. However, there are also sound-based exercises that are harmless to the human body, merely producing a pleasurable experience for the listener, with no aftereffects. These types are permitted to be used.

In the Nation of Beauty, there is a group of naturalistic artists who advocate that art should be purer and should not be aided by martial arts, otherwise it would be tantamount to going Evil Dao. For this reason, when they appreciate music, they will first record the song with a recorder and then play it back to themselves, so as to filter out the influence of martial arts.

However, such arguments have no place in the pragmatic Su State. The singer's martial arts skills are acquired through hard work and practice, not something that falls from the sky. Why can't they be used?

Music was created to evoke human emotions. Since martial arts can achieve the same effect, why forcefully separate the two?

-- You need to add seasonings when you stir-fry vegetables. If you can't do anything, you might as well not have a sound engineer, lighting technician, or backup dancers. Everyone can just sing their hearts out a cappella.

This is the kind of talk only a good-for-nothing who can't master martial arts would have. Just because you can't do it yourself doesn't mean you can't let others use it.

Such rebuttals are very popular in Su State. This also gives singers who lack natural talent another way out—to use martial arts to make up for their mediocre natural voice.

The Mohist School advocated "non-fatalism," meaning they did not believe in fate and that any innate deficiencies could be compensated for through hard work. This concept also reduced people's aversion to vocal skills—perhaps my parents gave me a voice that is not as good as yours, but I can make up for it by practicing martial arts, rather than having our fates determined at birth.

At this moment, Yuezheng Yao, standing on the stage, undoubtedly used her vocal skills. In addition, she had a good voice and was proficient in music theory and singing. Her talent, skill, and cultivation were combined to Higher Vehicle her singing sound like heavenly music. Even the terrorists were attracted and could not bear to interrupt her, hoping to listen for a while longer.

However, Yuezheng Yao's sonic skills had little effect on Si Ming. His Internal Cultivation had reached level eleven, and unless a Spirit Transformation expert sang in person, it would be difficult for others to bewitch him with sonic skills alone. Therefore, although he also found Yuezheng Yao's voice very beautiful, his mind was not affected.

Si Ming, "Before these terrorists make a move, we should eliminate them one by one, preferably in an inconspicuous way, to avoid alerting them."

Yu Shuying flicked her fingers, revealing a dark purple needle between them, and said, "This is a poison that can paralyze the entire body of the victim, but I need an opportunity to strike."

Si Ming asked in confusion, "When did you learn to use poison?"

"If you lack physical strength, you must find other supplementary methods. No matter how talented you are, it's difficult to overcome the age gap when facing those powerful old monsters. You can only find ways to compensate..."

Speaking of this, Yu Shuying glanced at Si Ming. She was certain that Si Ming had not broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, but for some reason, he felt more unfathomable than when she was in Russia. This change was not a quantitative one, but a qualitative one, like a vast ocean where a single wave could knock her over. She had only ever felt this kind of feeling from Spirit Transformation Grandmaster of her master's generation.

I don't know how this guy cultivates. Normally, even if talent, fortuitous encounters, and rigorous training all come together, Murong Qing's level is probably the limit for his age. After all, no one can start cultivating from the womb.

Si Ming wasn't surprised and said, "I'll create an opportunity for you. Be careful when you strike."

Yu Shuying stared at Si Ming's face and noticed that he didn't show any disgust because of her using poison. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly: Sure enough, this guy is different from the others.

Si Ming had no time to worry about his companions at this moment. He circulated his internal True Qi and sensed the situation. He found that his body would not feel any burden if he did not use the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power and the Asura Divine Power. He immediately relaxed, circulated his True Qi, gathered it in his feet, and stomped the ground.

Dragon-Elephant Stomp!

This move was originally an indiscriminate area-of-effect shock technique, but with Si Ming's talent for enlightenment, he had already perfected the move and could control the force as easily as using his own arm. He then controlled the stomping force that had penetrated underground and attacked the staff member who was controlling the smoke.

The opponent was suddenly struck by a powerful force. Before he could even show a shocked expression, his entire body was shaken and his muscles and bones went limp, as if he had lost control. Yu Shuying seized the opportunity to shoot a poisoned needle from between her fingers, which hit the target squarely. The specially made poison spread rapidly, paralyzing his nerves and leaving him like a statue, unable to move anymore.

Yu Shuying said, "If a person keeps doing the same thing, it will soon be noticed. We must take everyone down before his accomplices realize it."

Si Ming, "Then let's speed things up, next one."

"The masked dancers on the north side, preparing to enter."

"The long-haired man hiding behind the screen on the east side, controlling the curtain."

"Two men in yellow shirts pulling up barriers below the stage."

The two men used the same trick again, paralyzing the people one by one. In the blink of an eye, six people had been poisoned and paralyzed.

Yu Shuying didn't name her next target. After looking around again, she said, "I don't see anyone with crazy or dangerous thoughts for now, unless they're completely lost in the song and have forgotten about the mission."

Si Ming, "It should be about time. Even if it's a gang, they can't possibly infiltrate too many people at once. Tell the security guards to quietly bring everyone back."

Considering his master's relationship with the Yuezheng Lineage, Si Ming still wanted the concert to continue if possible. The performance might be weakened by the loss of seven staff members, but it wouldn't affect the normal conclusion, as long as the performers knew how to improvise.

Just then, Yuezheng Yao's performance on stage reached a small climax. According to the normal performance, flames should have been sprayed from the front of the stage at this time, but the person controlling the props had been paralyzed and could not move, so the show "got abruptly".

To unsuspecting viewers, nothing seemed amiss. At most, they might feel the show was less entertaining afterward, but as long as Yuezheng Yao continued singing during the performance, they wouldn't notice anything unusual.

However, those in the know quickly realized something was wrong, especially the terrorists' accomplices. Realizing their plan had been sabotaged, they awoke from the illusion created by the singing and launched a surprise attack.

Oh no, there's another one up there!

Si Ming looked up and saw a figure leap down from the crossbeam, his fists swirling with energy, the Fist Intent transforming into a demon that enveloped his body like armor, angrily slamming down on Yuezheng Yao in the center of the stage.

Yu Shuying flicked her finger and shot out a poisoned needle, but it was deflected by the opponent's qi armor. Just as the opponent was about to enter the range of the light, a figure swept across, it was Qingyan.