Chapter 2242 - 2245: Ai Ruoling's Ultimate Allure

As Gong Ziyi's furious roar echoed and Shen Qiang fell into an inexplicable silence, the Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu, sexy and perfectly curved as she sat to the side, gently placed her pale little hand on the back of Shen Qiang's hand, then sent a voice transmission: "Shen Qiang, I know you don't want it to be like this, but life is just like this. Sometimes, you have to learn to bow your head."

Shen Qiang smiled, that smile a little bitter.

"I understand."

The Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu smiled and softly sent a voice transmission: "I know you're the kind of real man who doesn't want the people around him to suffer even the slightest grievance, but your decision isn't wrong. Between two harms, you choose the lesser."

"Compared to this small grievance Song Weiyin has to bear, stabilizing Gong Ziyi and keeping Bianyi, Zuo Lianghao and the others alive is what you should be doing. That's not wrong. And as long as we smoothly obtain the Divine Corpse next, once Qingxuan comes back to life, with her strength and cultivation sitting in town at Heshenghe, no one will dare set their sights on us. That's a one-and-done solution, so keep your cool."

Shen Qiang smiled and sent a voice transmission: "I get it. I just still feel uncomfortable. I'm calculating my own woman. Right now, if anyone says I'm not a shameless bastard, even I wouldn't believe it."

Ke Bizhu laughed and said: "It's fine. Gong Ziyi doesn't dare go too far. Besides, right now you and him are openly and secretly fighting because of Song Weiyin—that's already common knowledge in the Cultivation World. In this situation, he won't use any truly despicable means against Song Weiyin."

"Let's hope so. If he dares to mess around, no one will be able to save him. When I come back, the first thing I'll do is kill him." Shen Qiang's tone was icy.

Ke Bizzu smiled softly, clasped Shen Qiang's hand, and said: "Pull yourself together. You're the Medicine King, you're the King of Demons, the big boss of Heshenghe. There are thousands of mouths up and down the organization still waiting to live off you. Come on!"

Shen Qiang looked at Ke Bizhu and smiled: "Relax! Tonight, we're definitely winning!"

At the same time, the Star Team's live singing show had already reached the fourth round.

On the big screen of the stage appeared footage of Ai Ruoling's performance from the previous episode: the music, the hot dance, the charming vocals. After that, the host on stage started a brief interview segment, with nothing particularly new in the content.

It was just asking about feelings, wishes, that kind of thing.

But then, the scene Shen Qiang least wanted to see appeared.

The music director of Ai Ruoling's team was invited on stage and, under the host's questions, briefly talked about the creation of their next song.

In addition, the host asked a very sharp question.

"Teacher, if I may be presumptuous, do you think your song can beat the one Mr. Shen Qiang wrote for Miss Qian Ning?"

Hearing this, the balding middle-aged man standing on stage looked nervously at Shen Qiang, then shifted his gaze to Gong Ziyi beside Shen Qiang, his eyes carrying a faint plea.

But Gong Ziyi's gaze was chillingly cold as he arched his brow, giving him a look that said this was an order he had to carry out.

The balding middle-aged man, looking somewhat helpless, took a deep breath, then spoke into the mic: "The song our team wrote for Ai Ruoling is sure to win, because although Shen Qiang's 'Live Beautifully and I'll Show You' is excellent, he's not professional enough."

"And, if I'm not mistaken, tonight Shen Qiang will choose a song with an intense style to face off against us head-on, which means he's already doomed to lose, because that's an egg hitting a rock!"

"Oh, our composer has already issued his battle declaration. Next, let's welcome Miss Ai Ruoling and the guest celebrity singer to take the stage and bring us a feast of electronic music!" Because the show had moved to a satellite channel, the host had been replaced, and the style and rhythm were very fast-paced.

But that "battle declaration" line.

Still instantly dragged all attention back to Shen Qiang.

"What? An intense song style to confront them? What does that mean? Can a traditional-style track even be intense?"

"Uh, really unprofessional. He hasn't even settled on a genre? Any mature musician has their own area of expertise and areas they're not good at. This Shen Qiang dabbling in traditional style was already a bit of a gimmick. If he now rushes headlong into arranging a fierce style without knowing his limits, that's just courting death."

"He's going to bury Qian Ning and Song Weiyin with him."

The audience and the musicians were thinking this.

Meanwhile, over on the Immortal World Forum, the crowd of cultivators watching the drama instantly got worked up.

"Damn, this host is 666, he even picked up on the battle declaration. Ruthless. So tonight Shen Qiang and Gong Ziyi are finally going to clash head-on? This line was obviously planted."

"There are loads of rich young masters in the Cultivation World, but at the top level, there was only Gong Ziyi. Now that Shen Qiang's appeared, Gong Ziyi's status is threatened. So right now, Gong Ziyi is clearly looking to teach Shen Qiang a lesson."

"Heh, if I, Wang Daneng, can't even win against some playboy, I'll be a joke."

"Uh… please use your brain before you speak. Forget the Cultivation World, just look at those top-tier rich heirs in the mortal world—have you seen any of them lose?"

"I really like Shen Qiang, but I'm betting on Gong Ziyi to win, because he's the true number one young master of the Cultivation World!"

Everyone was debating, each with their own opinion.

But Shen Qiang, at this moment, was calm.

Because Shen Qiang knew that Gong Ziyi had told that musician to say this partly to pressure Shen Qiang, and partly to pave the way for the people he'd arranged to take action. With these words out there, once something happened to Heshenghe's pharmaceutical factory, there'd be no need to guess—everyone would know Gong Ziyi did it.

But there still wouldn't be any solid evidence.

"Shen Qiang, you've already lost." Gong Ziyi spoke again.

Shen Qiang smiled and said: "You're saying that too early."

"Really?" As Gong Ziyi arched his brow—

A rhythmically clear, upbeat electronic dance track burst forth.

Wearing black ultra-short shorts, a black T-shirt, high heels, and a perky, shapely figure, Ai Ruoling had already taken the stage.

Her seductive dance, sultry gaze, paired with the undulating beat of the music and the little fresh-meat male star in tight leather pants—within moments of the opening, they had already sent the entire venue into a frenzy.

Not only were screams rising and falling.

The explosive comments were enough to make Shen Qiang's brows knit tightly.

"Perfect! The alluring Ai Ruoling, the seductive musical style, and that ultimate pretty-boy partner—you don't even need to listen to the song, just one look and the ticket's worth it!"

"Amazing. This kind of top-tier electronic dance track, matched with this pair of man and woman plus this level of stage performance, is world-class even on a global scale. Traditional-style music trying to beat this? That's dreaming!"

"Impressive! No wonder they're professional musicians. Judging from this performance, Ai Ruoling is already on par with first-tier female stars. Shen Qiang and Qian Ning are doomed to lose."