Chapter 272 - Accidentally Intoxicating Lin Yuehua

“What do I do?

Should I fail her trust?

Besides, tomorrow morning, I don’t know if I’ll be able to move freely.”

Ye Fan didn’t want to break his promise to Shen Yan, so he quickly thought of a plan.

Then, he picked up his phone and dialed Shen Yan’s personal number.

After a while, the call connected, and Shen Yan’s ethereal voice came through, “Ye Fan, I’m sorry, I was just rehearsing a song.”

“Hehe, it’s okay, I understand,” Ye Fan smiled and then asked, “Is the arrangement for ‘Only Love’ done?”

“Yes, it’s done, and the band has mostly gotten the hang of it.

We just need you to come over tomorrow and do the test singing, then make some minor adjustments based on your singing style,” Shen Yan replied.

Ye Fan responded, “That’s great.

However, I won’t have time tomorrow morning or afternoon.

Could we do the test singing in the evening?”

“Sure,” Shen Yan immediately replied with a smile, “Since the singing event is approaching, we’ve been rehearsing intensively and have been working overtime until ten at night.”

“Thank you.

Then, I’ll come to your temporary studio tomorrow at eight in the evening,” Ye Fan said.

“Okay,” Shen Yan replied, “Hehe, I’m kind of looking forward to it.”

Ye Fan laughed softly and said, “Then I’ll stop disturbing your work now, goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan thought, “Considering my current recovery from injuries, I should definitely be able to move around freely by tomorrow evening.

Plus, with tonight and all of tomorrow to practice the song well, I should be able to get it down.”

About six or seven minutes later, Bobo returned to the room earlier than expected.

Sitting at the foot of the bed, Bobo said, “Brother Ye, I feel like your senior brother is really powerful.

Just one casual glance from him makes me feel like a sheep ready for slaughter.”

“Hehe, my third senior brother’s mastery in ancient martial arts is profound; your feeling is not strange,” Ye Fan replied.

Then, Bobo curiously asked, “Brother Ye, why do I feel pain in my eyes when I look into your senior brother’s eyes, and also, I keep having this illusion that his eyes shoot out silver light.

Why is that?”

“That’s a manifestation when an ancient martial arts practitioner reaches the late stage of transformative force.

Besides having powerful Qi-Blood, practitioners’ spiritual power is also much stronger than ordinary people.

As they enter the transformative stage, the Qi-Blood becomes incredibly vigorous, pushing human limitations and beginning to officially strengthen spiritual power,” Ye Fan patiently explained, “In the late transformative stage, both Qi-Blood and spiritual power peak, but due to not reaching the Dao of Holding the Pill, it’s not perfect, so this immense Qi-Blood and spiritual power uncontrollably spill out.”

“The reason you feel eye pain and even slight dizziness when you make eye contact with my senior brother is that you’re directly facing the impact of his overflowing spiritual power.

The illusion of seeing silver light coming from his eyes indicates that my senior brother has reached the pinnacle of his power, and once he has an epiphany, he’ll enter the unfathomable Dao of Holding the Pill!” Ye Fan explained, “But achieving an epiphany is not easy.

Some people take years, others decades, and many never reach it in their lifetime.”

Bobo listened with wide eyes filled with curiosity and admiration, exclaiming, “That sounds so magical.

Brother Ye, do you think I might reach that level someday?”

“Hehe, the moon is really full tonight,” Ye Fan suddenly laughed.

Bobo chuckled flirtatiously and rolled her eyes at Ye Fan, saying, “You could just say I’m not capable, I wouldn’t feel bad.

I know my own weight in martial arts, no need to sugarcoat it.”

After joking around, Ye Fan said, “Bobo, I need you to go out and get something for me.”

“Sure, no problem.

I’m here to serve you, my Lord,” Bobo joked with a coquettish laugh.

So, Ye Fan sent Bobo to the presidential suite he had rented at Dingsheng International Hotel to get the music scores for “Only Love” and “Too Deep.”

Bobo, holding the room card for the presidential suite, scampered off.

At 8:40 pm, Shen Biancheng returned to the room and had a casual chat with his fellow apprentices.

He took the opportunity to give some pointers to Ye Fan on his ancient martial arts training.

Just after 9:30 pm, Bobo came back excitedly with two pieces of sheet music.

She knocked and entered the room, calming down immediately upon seeing Shen Biancheng.

As a girl who relied on her family background to fearlessly cause trouble, she had to behave herself in front of Shen Biancheng and dared not act recklessly.

“Ye Fan, I’ve brought the sheet music you wanted.” She walked over and handed Ye Fan the sheet music for “Only Love” and “Too Deep.”

Shen Biancheng glanced at the sheet music without saying anything, then noticed that Bobo was a bit reserved.

So, he stood up and said to Ye Fan, “I’m going to rest now, you should also take care of your recovery.”

“Okay,” Ye Fan responded.

After Shen Biancheng left, Bobo immediately became excited, climbed onto the bed, and asked Ye Fan, “Ye Fan, how did you get Shen Yan’s ‘Too Deep’ sheet music?

Are you learning to sing?

Planning to become a big star in the future?”

Ye Fan flicked Bobo’s full, pale forehead gently and laughed, “What big star?

You’re thinking too much.

But I am indeed learning to sing these two songs.

Can you listen and tell me how I’m doing?”

“Yes, yes, Brother Ye, your singing is the best, I’ve already become your fan,” Bobo immediately exclaimed excitedly, clapping her hands in anticipation.

Seeing Bobo’s enthusiastic expression, Ye Fan thought that letting her critique his singing would be useless, as she would clap and cheer no matter how he sang.

Nevertheless, he began to sing “Only Love” anyway.

“Who stands on the peak wielding a sword, united with heaven and earth?

Who holds the beauty sleeping beside the sunset, intoxicated for ten thousand years?

I tread over countless white bones, traveling infinitely far,

Just to see your face clearly…”

As his singing began, Bobo was instantly mesmerized and unable to extricate herself.

Moreover, neither Ye Fan nor Bobo knew that at that moment, a slender figure in a plain white robe was walking down the hall outside their door.

Hearing Ye Fan’s singing, she stopped to listen, also immersed in his voice.

After Ye Fan finished singing “Only Love,” Lin Yuehua, who was standing at the door, had tears streaming down her face, repeatedly reflecting in her heart: “Who stands on the peak wielding a sword, united with heaven and earth?

Who holds the beauty sleeping beside the sunset, intoxicated for ten thousand years?

I tread over countless white bones, traveling infinitely far, just to see your face clearly…”

When Ye Fan finished singing, he saw Bobo in a daze and couldn’t help but call out, “What are you daydreaming about?

Don’t tell me my song put you to sleep?”

Brought back to her senses, Bobo unusually replied in a melancholic tone, “Brother Ye, your song made me cry.

It was so touching.

How come I’ve never heard this song before?”

“Haha, you didn’t know, right?

This is a new song, my personal new song, so of course, you haven’t heard it before,” Ye Fan said, slightly proud.

Outside, Lin Yuehua heard the conversation between Ye Fan and Bobo, came back to her senses, turned, and walked back to her training room.

Sitting in the center of the room, lost in thought, Ye Fan’s song continued to echo in her ears, enchanting her as she whispered half unconsciously: “Who stands on the peak wielding a sword, united with heaven and earth?

Who holds the beauty sleeping beside the sunset, intoxicated for ten thousand years?

I tread over countless white bones, traveling infinitely far,

Just to see your face clearly…”