Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 311 The Coronation Ceremony of the Holy Son (Part 2)

Chapter 311 The Coronation Ceremony of the Holy Son (Part 2)

Faced with the teasing of her sisters, Ling Xin'er was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into a crack. She spat at them and then looked back at Bai Ke with tender affection.

Bai Ke's smile widened, and he winked, shamelessly showering Ling Xin'er with indiscriminate flirting.

His stunningly handsome face, which could stun the world, caused the female disciples to let out infatuated screams.

"Ahhh! Senior Brother Bai Ke is so handsome!"

"Is the Holy Son smiling at me? I'm so excited!"

"I can't take it anymore, he's too handsome, I'm suffocating, someone save me!"

"If I could become Daoist partners with my senior brother, wouldn't that be..."

Bai Ke watched the female disciples scream with satisfaction, then shouted loudly:

"I am deeply grateful that you have taken time out of your busy schedules to attend this coronation ceremony of the Holy Son. In my gratitude, I would like to offer you all a dance!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was excited.

Where had they ever seen a Holy Son of Tian Ce Palace personally perform a dance? This was an extremely rare opportunity, and they never expected this year's Holy Son to be so enthusiastic.

"Music, don't stop." Bai Ke snapped his fingers, quickly waved his hand to signal the drum and string band next to him to play, and added, "Make the rhythm more intense."

The members of the drum and string band were stunned for a moment, then reacted and started playing very fast-paced music.

Bai Ke listened excitedly to the intro and began to warm up by performing some difficult dance moves.

Twisting, twisting, tilting back, lunging, bending forward, twisting again, kicking – a series of movements became incredibly elegant as he danced, and the audience applauded Bai Ke's superb dance skills.

In fact, Bai Ke has never learned to dance in his past or present life, but that does not prevent him from performing graceful dance moves.

After all, dance tests a person's physical coordination and full use of their body; technique and rhythm are secondary.

Bai Ke has already reached the minor completion stage of body refinement, and can freely manipulate every muscle and meridian in his body, so dancing is really simple for him.

Now he only needs to follow the rhythm of the music and let himself go to dance very well.

He would perform actions that conveyed a similar meaning, and with his extremely flexible body, he could very accurately convey the artistic conception of the actions to the audience.

On the performance stage, Bai Ke danced wildly and unrestrainedly.

His expansive, wild, and unrestrained dance moves gave him an aura of overwhelming power and magnificent grandeur.

On the viewing platform, Bai Yan's face was ashen, and after a long while, he managed to utter two words through gritted teeth: "Nonsense."

Liu Ping and Feng Yu, standing to the side, burst into laughter, while Ning Fengyi repeatedly comforted Bai Yan, saying:

"Young people are energetic and vibrant, that's understandable. Don't be angry."

"Senior brother, I'm not angry. It's just that this kid's temper is getting wilder and wilder, and he's acting recklessly. I can't control him anymore!"

"Haha, that's a good thing. Young eagles will always grow up, and when their wings are fully grown, they will naturally become eagles and soar high. We shouldn't interfere too much with their growth."

"Sigh, that's true. But, senior brother, there's something I'd like to ask you..."

"Hmm? What do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, this kid was twitching over there... why was everyone clapping for him?"

Ning Fengyi was drinking tea when she heard Bai Yan's words, and the mouthful of tea she had just put in her mouth immediately spat out. Liu Ping and Feng Yu were also desperately covering their mouths to suppress their laughter.

"Huh? Senior brother, why did you choke?" Bai Yan asked, puzzled.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Ning Fengyi straightened her clothes, wiped her beard, and then explained to Bai Yan:

"Your son is dancing, not having any seizures. This is dance, art, don't you understand?"

“Oh, I’m so ignorant. So, those little girls at the performance venue earlier were also performing a twitching… I mean, a dance?” Bai Yan asked curiously.

Ning Fengyi's lips twitched slightly, and she sighed, "Sigh, junior brother, you'd better not say anything. Let's just watch the performance quietly."

After the little incident at the viewing platform ended, Bai Ke's dance was also nearing its end.

Bai Ke used his spiritual power to condense two beams of colorful light between his sleeves, then opened his arms and began to spin.

As the colored light spun at high speed, it scattered into tiny specks of light. As Bai Ke spun faster and faster, the number of those colorful light particles also increased.

As the light particles drifted by, they subtly and regularly gathered together. Once a certain number of light particles were gathered, they gradually combined into a shape in the air.

Bai Ke stopped at this moment, and the colorful characters formed by the light particles in the air finally appeared, clearly forming six characters:

"Ling Xin'er, I love you."

In the audience, both male and female disciples were amazed by this unique and creative way of expressing their love, and they screamed and exclaimed wildly as if a pot had exploded.

Ling Xin'er, the protagonist who was confessed to by Bai Ke, blushed so much that she almost steamed, her heart was pounding, and she looked at Bai Ke with deep affection in her beautiful eyes.

After Bai Ke finished his performance, he opened his arms, with his right hand in front, and bowed politely to the audience to express his gratitude.

He then flew towards Ling Xin'er, reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into his arms and taking her back to the viewing tower.

The female disciples in the audience erupted in screams again, and everyone applauded enthusiastically for Bai Ke's wonderful performance.

Ling Xin'er was extremely embarrassed at this moment, burying her head in Bai Ke's arms, while Bai Ke enjoyed Ling Xin'er's soft and boneless body to the fullest.

Back on the top floor of the viewing platform, since there was only one seat available, Bai Ke sat down and then gently placed Ling Xin'er sideways on his lap, teasing her rosy cheeks with his hand as he softly asked:

"Xin'er, are you satisfied with my performance?"

Ling Xin'er stammered and couldn't speak, but in the end she shyly hugged Bai Ke's neck and whispered "Mmm" in his ear.

Bai Ke held Ling Xin'er tightly, quietly feeling her warmth and softness.

The two lingered there, their intimacy seemingly fading away as they enjoyed their own private moment.

After a long while, Bai Ke whispered gently in Ling Xin'er's ear:

"Xin'er, I want to marry you. Will you become my Daoist partner?"

"Mmm." Ling Xin'er's soft, sweet voice was barely audible.

Bai Ke chuckled and gently pinched her cheek, saying with a grin, "What did you say? I didn't hear you. Speak louder."

Ling Xin'er looked at Bai Ke with deep affection, and mustered her courage to shout loudly to him, "I said... I do! I'm willing to be your Daoist partner, you big bad guy!"

They suddenly looked at each other and smiled, then embraced and kissed deeply...