Chapter 015: Fatal Allure

At the center of the stage in the Nine Phoenix Concert Hall, Xiao Tian Le opened the sequencer's recording function, meticulously selecting the most fitting sounds. The beauty of electronic instruments lay in their ability to be replayed, each sound refined, every track seamlessly merged.

Of course, this production was primarily an exercise in self-improvement for him. He was personally overseeing every step of the process. In China, ninety-nine percent of people had heard the piece "Rapid Notes at Cloud Palace," yet only one percent knew its origins—and he was among that one percent.

Xiao Tian Le typically listened to licensed music, the so-called universal background scores that could suit any scenario and were available to anyone who paid the fee. Such music was widely used across variety shows, news programs, training sessions, films, television dramas, commercials, and games. On Earth, these compositions were simply referred to as "epic music," a direct translation from "Epic-music," though not truly a distinct genre.

These were masterpieces familiar yet unknown to most. "Rapid Notes at Cloud Palace" stood out as one of the finest, at least in that era, under the context of the Earthly world. More than that, its original purpose was as the overture for the television series "Journey to the West," the very heart of a legend boasting an 89.4% viewership rating.

Without this piece, and without the other works of the same master composer—Xu Jingqing—without the performances of the Central Ballet Symphony Orchestra, and the efforts of the behind-the-scenes music production team, "Journey to the West" would never have become a classic.

The electric notes—ethereal and lively—filled the air, instantly captivating Xiao Tian Le. His own performance was simply exhilarating! The arrangement, blending electronic instruments, violin, viola, cello, French horn, tuba, bassoon, flute, piccolo, guzheng, pipa, harp, triangle, tubular bells, chime bells, bongo, conga, drum kit, bass, and soprano vocals, was nothing short of powerful. Naturally, the complexity was immense.

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, the staff of Nine Phoenix had been stunned into silence; a masterpiece was taking shape before their very eyes. No one knew how long had passed before someone finally snapped out of their daze and exclaimed excitedly, "Who on earth is this Xiao Tian Le? He’s an absolute musical genius!"

The remark was like a stone cast into a lake, sending waves through the room. Instantly, all the mixing engineers and cameramen grabbed their laptops and phones, feverishly searching for information.

Sun Yuzhen, however, remained immersed, her gaze now tinged with admiration. Xiao Tian Le's musical talent was extraordinary! He could play any instrument, his control of tone and volume blended perfectly with the environment, the tempo was unwaveringly steady—he was far more than just a music producer; he possessed the prowess of a phenomenal orchestra conductor.

A conducting prodigy in his twenties? It was nothing short of astonishing!

The monitoring room was swept by yet another tidal wave of excitement.

"What?! He’s only just debuted, yet he already has twelve masterpieces published online, over ten million fans, all rave reviews!"

"Brother Tian, and his stage name is Master Ziyang? Oh my, what a great name!"

"Brother Tian, the top comment says, 'I want to bear your children,' and it’s been liked more than thirty million times? And the post has only been up for a dozen days?"

"Hmm? He’s actually a broadcast host as well? What a waste of talent—an absolute waste!"

"Wow, a single song saved a heartbroken goddess; this masterpiece is called 'Peerless Grace.' Quick, let’s listen!"

In an instant, everyone began playing the legendary tracks. The moment the music started, they all trembled, enchanted from the very first note.

"This is so beautiful, I want to bear his children too!"

"Don’t stop me, I want to confess to him right now!"

"We’re breaking up. I’ve already fallen in love with him."

When the six beautiful female musicians heard the masterpiece, their own strength allowed them to immediately assess his abilities. The result was an overpowering attraction. Down below, Xiao Tian Le could only be described as the God of Music!

To steal a glance up close, to breathe in his unique scent, to hear the rhythm of his breath, to appear in his line of sight, to exchange a single word—any of these would be a blessing across three lifetimes.

Though she was equally smitten, Sun Yuzhen maintained control over the situation. "Quiet, everyone. Don't disturb him. If you want to go down, wait until later."

Order was gradually restored, but the six women looked on with starry-eyed anticipation, barely able to contain their excitement.

With a soft sigh, Sun Yuzhen headed toward the door. "I’m going to make him a meal. Who wants to join me? Don’t say I never gave you a chance."

At this, the six beauties' eyes lit up at once. Of course! Brother Tian had booked a twenty-hour session—how could he not get hungry?

The thought of cooking for Xiao Tian Le sent the six into a frenzy. "Sister Zhen, you’re the best! Let’s go!"

Watching the seven figures vanish like a whirlwind, every man in the monitoring room was left in a daze. Yet, there wasn’t a trace of envy in their hearts—only boundless admiration. Such treatment was only fitting for the God of Music; it was an honor for Zhen and the others!

"Brother Qiang, what kind of gift do you think I should bring to Teacher Xiao Tian later?"

"How should I know? If only he could teach me a thing or two..."

"Yeah, his level is simply divine."

"Shh, quiet. Maybe we can pick up a few tricks by listening in."

While the musicians above were caught up in their excitement, Xiao Tian Le continued his adjustments below. Though his performance was excellent, he was still not satisfied. He began playing and selecting anew.

Three hours later, Xiao Tian Le was drawn from his concentration by eight signal lights around the stage, a reminder that people were waiting outside. He glanced at his watch—quarter past one. "Wow, I’ve spent so long already? Looks like I’ll need a few more days here."

Just as Xiao Tian Le was sighing, seven beautiful women raced out from the corridor beside the stage.

"Brother Tian!"

"Brother Tian!"

"Brother Tian!"

Watching the group of young women in their twenties rush toward him like schoolgirls, Xiao Tian Le was momentarily stunned. What was going on?

As they reached him, seven hands started to reach out, only to be withdrawn at the last moment. Each of them clenched their delicate fists, toes tapping lightly, faces aglow with excitement. One woman was even greedily inhaling the air around him.

At last, it was Sun Yuzhen who spoke first. "Teacher Xiao Tian, we’ve prepared some food. If you don’t mind, would you join us?"

Her words reminded Xiao Tian Le of his hunger. Lately, he’d been preparing for the All-Star Extreme Challenge, and intense physical training had become routine, increasing his appetite—hence the hiring of three beautiful housekeepers.

He’d been so absorbed earlier that he only now realized it was lunchtime.

Still, Xiao Tian Le didn’t accept immediately, sensing something unusual. Sun Yuzhen was markedly different from before.

Her perfume had changed, her hair was neatly styled, a touch of makeup brightened her face, and faint violet eyeshadow adorned her eyelids. Most notably, she was no longer dressed in professional attire but wore a black long dress, accentuating her graceful figure.

The other six were similarly dressed, all having taken great care in their appearance.

Well, even heroes are powerless before beautiful women; Brother Tian’s weakness was always his inability to resist beauty. If an enemy used a honey trap, he’d fall for it every time.

But, truthfully, Brother Tian liked it this way!

With this thought, Xiao Tian Le smiled gently. "Then I won’t stand on ceremony."

"Wow, what a handsome smile!" a girl in white exclaimed, barely able to contain herself, nearly throwing herself into his arms.

The other girls were little better, all displaying classic symptoms of zero rational thought.