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Chapter 663: Rehearsal
🕑 Added 2025-11-28 16:09:01 +0000 UTCTianyi repeated Daoyi’s request in confusion. It wasn’t anything difficult with his current power and influence. Even if he turned the entire Heavenly Immortal Court into a stage for Daoyi, he doubted the three divinities ruling behind the scenes would hinder him.
They had been especially accommodating of almost all his requests. The only exceptions were the ones that harmed or endangered the core interests of the Heavenly Immortal Court.
He knew that Daoyi liked music. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have created music videos on the Xiyinet.
Daoyi was also rather popular as well. It was only to be expected.
Part of it was for her own characteristics, but another part was due to her realm. Few immortals would film themselves singing and dancing. Usually, only those who were desperate for money or intrigued would film a video or two. Most actually chose to give advice in exchange for Xiyicoins.
Such immortals were not fans of Daoyi’s music. She had fans among cultivators, but many of them were below the Immortal Realm. The vast majority of her fans were actually ordinary mortals. After all, Daoyi’s songs were for pure enjoyment and gave no actual benefits, unlike Tianyi’s accidental contribution to Gu Chuan’s works.
Aside from satisfying their curiosity, most cultivators only watched the video once or twice. The mortals, on the other hand, would continuously watch her videos or listen to her music on repeat or in a playlist. Daoyi’s temperament and beauty greatly satisfied their conceived notions of an immortal fairy to these mortals. Pride also played a role.
These fans were just ordinary mortals, yet they could listen to an immortal sing for them. Of course, it wasn’t exclusive, but that didn’t stop the many delusions.
Tianyi even discovered several unsavory forums. Naturally, he shut them down. After reading the first one, he didn’t want to delve too deep into the rest. He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to resist tracking those users down and punishing them.
That said, perhaps because he had too many conduits, Tianyi actually did send a few to punish the worst among the bunch. Pah, toads wishing to eat swan meat!
He didn’t kill them, as that was too far. At most, they only said a few words—nothing worthy of death. Thankfully, before punishing these scoundrels became his full-time job, Daoyi gradually hid her face behind a thin mist. She started doing so after she became an immortal monarch, and even the earlier videos also had a misty “filter.”
Although she covered her face, it was much like when Mengfei did it. The viewers couldn’t see her exact features, but they could still see her eyes and tell that she was beautiful. This layer of mystique did not diminish her popularity. Quite the opposite, her popularity increased. Daoyi even gained more female fans because of this.
Her voice became even more enthralling with her mastery of the Law of Life and Death. Just hearing her voice through the Xiyi Talisman could allow her to take the lives of those with insufficient willpower or too weak of a realm.
Daoyi’s fans filled the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System. Though most of them were only ordinary life forms, if even a portion of them joined forces, they could accomplish miracles. If Daoyi had wanted to become a divinity through faith, she would have instantly eclipsed the other divinities of faith in the Heavenly Immortal Court.
Yet, despite her high popularity, Daoyi never held a concert. Tianyi thought it was a logistical problem; he gradually no longer thought so. As his mastery rose, Tianyi also upgraded the Xiyi Talisman.
Now, mortals didn’t even need to use their fingers. They could control the Xiyi Talisman like cultivators with their spiritual senses thanks to the soul fluctuations they emitted. The only thing that held them back was their mediocre consciousness. Among the ordinary mortals, few could even split their attention to do two separate tasks at once.
With this feature, countless mortals could also play [Cultivation Online], but that was only theoretical. The “game” would place too much strain on the mortal’s mind. They could still experience what it felt like to cultivate for a few stages in the Qi Gathering Realm, but that was it.
Aside from [Cultivation Online], Tianyi created more games, but they were purely virtual and not hosted in the Nine Heavens Universe. He even formed several virtual spaces inside the Xiyinet that cultivators could rent out and invite others. It was not impossible for them to own virtual spaces either.
Yes, Tianyi engaged in virtual real estate.
As long as Tianyi created a virtual concert venue, he could house any number of participants for Daoyi. Of course, the more people, the greater the strain on his mind, but after mastering multiple divine laws and conquering the Spacetime Divine System, he no longer feared such a strain—especially if the participants were mortals.
If they were all immortals, Tianyi would fear that he could not handle it if he did not focus solely on that one task. However, such high numbers of immortals did not exist in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System.
“I don’t mind, but why do you suddenly want to hold a concert?” Tianyi asked.
“Call it a regret. Or maybe an obsession?” Daoyi said, unsure herself. She raised her head and faced the ceiling, but her eyes had pierced the building and gazed into the distant sky. “I just want to know if I can capture the same feeling.”
Tianyi scratched his head. He felt something different from Daoyi. The only reason for the change he could think of was Gan Xuehua’s passing. Still, Tianyi didn’t think that was enough to make Daoyi sentimental. Although Gan Xuehua was a reincarnator, Daoyi should actually share a greater relationship with the Eighteen Flower Fairies.
Although the Eighteen Flower Fairies all scorned men, they were incredibly popular among the Heavenly Immortal Court. If there were a banquet, they would never miss an appearance. They even became a regular part of Daoyi’s music videos.
Of course, this close relationship was with the flower fairies from when Daoyi joined the Buzhuo Immortal Sect. Their willpower could no longer sustain them, and the current Eighteen Flower Fairies were the previous disciples and Daoyi’s juniors.
Tianyi wondered if they would make an appearance at this concert. “What? You want to hold a physical concert and have me teleport them to the venue?”
Daoyi’s request surprised him. He thought she would hold a virtual concert. It was much easier and simpler to arrange, but if she wanted to arrange a physical one, it seemed that she placed much more importance on it than Tianyi thought.
Still, Tianyi agreed. “Okay.”
Of course, he wouldn’t do all the work himself. Su Bojing’s successor and the current steward of the Nine Heavens Peak arranged everything, while he oversaw and guided the overall picture. In some matters, he asked Daoyi’s opinion. The length of the concert, number of performances, number of dancers, guest singers, and other factors all needed her approval.
The venue was on one of the nine floating islands of Nine Heavens Peak. This naturally made it part of the Buzhou Immortal Island, the core of the Heavenly Immortal Court. Normally, inviting a few outsiders was not a problem, but the number of invitees was too astounding. He thought his application would be rejected, causing him to fight for it, but it was surprisingly passed without much fuss.
Tianyi originally thought that each floating island was already exceptionally large, but it was not enough, forcing him to use his mastery over the Law of Spacetime to increase the size.
Daoyi invited all the reincarnators and acquaintances she had met along her life. Aside from those she personally invited, she also sent invitations to various forces in the Primordial Realm: one ticket for third-rate forces, two tickets for second-rate forces, and three tickets for first-rate forces. It wasn’t her idea, but the steward of Nine Heavens Peak’s.
The concert had no deeper meaning besides Daoyi’s will, but the outside world might not see it that way. Even if the other forces were displeased that they didn’t get an invitation, they could do nothing with the Heavenly Immortal Court’s overwhelming might. But it was better if these forces kept their awe while not offending them. These countless forces needed to respect the Heavenly Immortal Court. Fear was also fine, but hatred was not. If this act caused all the forces to reject the Heavenly Immortal Court, it would not be conducive to their rule.
Ten percent of the tickets were for sale; their price varied depending on the cultivation realm of the user purchasing them. Still, the price was extremely steep. If it were a mortal, it would have only been possible if they were a noble or from a powerful merchant family spanning several generations at the very least. If it were a Core Formation master, the price would be around ten times the average wealth of an ordinary Core Formation master.
The rest of the tickets—ninety percent of them—were given through a lottery. Anyone who participated in it would have a chance to win. However, Daoyi had too many fans. Even if she distributed all the tickets, it would not even account for a thousandth of her fans.
Daoyi chose to have the concert begin on the seventh night of the seventh month, or on the Qixi Festival. The Qixi Festival originated from the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
The legend told of a chance encounter between a mortal and an immortal fairy, which led to love. Because of the rules of the Immortal Court that forbade love between a mortal and an immortal, they were separated by the celestial river. Only once a year, on the seventh day of the seventh month, could these two lovers meet.
According to the Heavenly Immortal Court’s records, these two eventually became divinities of love through the faith this legend generated. As divinities, they held low combat power, but they were reunited in heaven.
Of course, this pair of fated lovers died at the end of the primordial era when Pangu’s will awakened.
Tianyi didn’t know why Daoyi had chosen such a day. Was it because she planned to sing a lot of love songs? He imagined the scene, but he couldn’t really imagine such a thing. Although Daoyi had sung love songs, they all ended in tragedy. Sometimes the protagonist ended up betraying the woman, or vice versa. Or maybe the once-loving pair killed each other in the end.
The first time Tianyi heard Daoyi’s love song, he almost burst into tears. Because he wanted to enjoy the song, he didn’t guard himself, allowing himself to be influenced by the music. Daoyi’s songs weren’t just simple enjoyment; they could manipulate the soul. Even a song could change emotions.
Still, he could tell that Daoyi was really looking forward to it. The announced date was a year later, which meant she had a year to prepare. After she finished the schedule for the concert that would last seven days, she immediately began to rehearse.
Tianyi saw several immortals known for their music or dance come and go from Nine Heavens Peak. To not ruin it for himself, he deliberately avoided their practice sessions and worked on the venue.
It would be an open-air stadium built in the style of modern Earth architecture and the current aesthetics of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System. The stadium wasn’t that large—not even large enough to fit a hundred people—but it was more than enough for Daoyi, her dancers, and many guests.
The problem was the spectators. The sheer number of people would have forced those too far back to see nothing but dots at best. Tianyi had to create a formation so that the guests could see the stage as if they were right in front of it, to make sure each guest could have the same enjoyment.
Not that everyone would have the same seats. Most people would stand on the floor, but some with VIP tickets could have box seating. This was standard for immortals. Otherwise, Tianyi didn’t want to imagine what would happen if a mighty immortal got annoyed at a rowdy concertgoer. By the same logic, he also separated the regular mortals from cultivators that had not reached the Immortal Realm.
And so, as the days passed, the seventh day of the seventh month arrived.
