The Book of All Things: Born for Joy

The success of the Moonlight Sonata is unprecedented and has even broken historical records.

It's not just Li Zichun's understanding of the moon, but also the poems involved, and the songs that the participating guests are now repeatedly sung on television. Even now, pedestrians on the street in the evening will still look up to see if there is moonlight.

Gu Quan even directly recommended Yang Qingqing to recreate "Moonlight" for the National Dance Competition.

It's fair to say that everyone who has participated in variety shows, from directors to guest performers, is now highly sought after by major television stations. Any show they participate in can generate a lot of buzz.

Fan Liwen also urged Uncle Qi to strike while the iron was hot and release his and Zhao Qianfan's "A Perfect Night for Flowers and Full Moon," claiming it included exclusive behind-the-scenes footage.

Knowing that it contained content about him and Zhao Qianfan, a group of people bought it, and Uncle Qi became popular again. Li Zichun couldn't help but sigh that he really knew how to do business!

Her unconventional move created a false impression: no one knew how many moon-themed songs Li Zichun had in his head—perhaps none, perhaps countless. After all, he was now an expert on the moon, practically unparalleled in his field.

The song "Moonlight in the City" that he hummed at the celebration banquet was not recorded by the program team. It was passed down by word of mouth among the celebrities present at the time, relying entirely on their memories. Ironically, it became more popular on the Internet, with everyone clamoring for a re-recording.

Meanwhile, Li Zichun, the creator of all this, was lying on the sofa at home contemplating life, and even Zhao Qianfan had been sent away to run errands.

After the entire variety show ended, he felt as if he had suddenly lost his goal, a feeling he had never experienced before.

He felt that his life was out of control, or rather, everything was going too smoothly, like a scripted drama. It was simply not scientific. You have to understand that he started out as an internet celebrity. Even though he signed with Fan Liwen's Huating Entertainment and had a big backer, it was impossible for everything to be so unobstructed!

Could it be that he's too busy with his work, too good a person, or too much of a schedule? Impossible! Zhou Shen was initially ridiculed as a "monster" and "effeminate," Dao Lang was mocked for having only peasants singing his songs and was subsequently ostracized by the entire entertainment industry, and Jay Chou's "The Seventh Chapter of the Night" was mocked as a hodgepodge of "Qin Shang" and "Prague Square" when it was first released. Even his current plagiarism of Phoenix Legend's "Lotus Pond Moonlight" and "Above the Moon" was initially ridiculed as incredibly tacky. How come this era is so peaceful, accepting of everything? Instead of sending me to the top with such a straightforward narrative, you might as well just let me pass through to the Eternal Heaven directly, without any obstacles. Who wants to read a straightforward, unstructured story?

Li Zichun lay on the sofa, staring at Qitong with wide eyes, stroking the cat's fur while lost in thought, completely unaware that in the backstage dressing room of some program, Zhao Qianfan was confronting Yuan Zian.

Zhao Qianfan strolled leisurely into Yuan Zian's private dressing room and gently scolded, "Everyone, get out."

Seeing Yuan Zian's aloof and arrogant demeanor, and knowing he looked hostile, Yuan Zian's manager and assistant were about to step forward to stop him and ask why. But Yuan Zian smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Go out, we haven't seen each other in a long time and have important things to discuss."

The agent and assistant reluctantly led the team and staff out of the studio. They had intended to leave the door half-closed, but Zhao Qianfan slapped it shut and locked it from the inside.

Yuan Zian leisurely fiddled with his phone, then asked unhurriedly, "Should I turn this thing off? By the way, is yours off too?"

Zhao Qianfan narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at him, took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said, "Turn it off."

After saying that, he took off his coat and threw it into the air, perfectly blocking the camera's view. Then, while unbuttoning his white shirt cuffs, he slowly said, "Now we can talk properly. Let's talk about who you really are."

Yuan Zian remained seated in the swivel chair, staring directly at the mirror without even glancing at him, and casually said, "I am Yuan Zian, or rather, who do you think I should be?"

Zhao Qianfan took two steps forward and said in a tough tone, "If you don't tell me, I'll take action."

Yuan Zian said noncommittally, "He really is an unbearably vulgar and impatient person. He's not fun at all."

Zhao Qianfan felt inexplicably irritated by his sarcastic tone, but then suddenly felt a surge of inspiration and clarity. He frowned and said, "Sound wave manipulation? Sound control? Who exactly are you?"

Looking at his sudden awakening, Yuan Zian shook his head helplessly and said, "It seems I miscalculated this time."

Zhao Qianfan immediately stepped forward and pulled him up from the stool, his movements rough and his tone harsh as if he were looking at a monster: "If you don't talk, I'll take action."

Yuan Zian looked at him sullenly, grasped his hand and said, "Don't be so rough, I can hardly breathe. Everyone should be civilized and polite."

Yuan Zian struggled to break free from Zhao Qianfan's grasp. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Qianfan picked him up again, threw him onto the sofa, and began to remove his clothes piece by piece, until he was completely naked and found nothing.

Looking at the smooth, snow-white body, Zhao Qianfan frowned and said, "How could this be? How is this possible? It shouldn't be like this."

Fair-skinned? Yes, too fair-skinned.

After being seen naked, Yuan Zi'an was too lazy to resist, and didn't even bother to cover up. He simply lay down on the sofa, and casually changed to a more comfortable position, saying, "Do you understand now?"

Zhao Qianfan looked puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he still felt confused. Finally, he slowly asked, "Understand what?"

Yuan Zian silently pulled his underwear back on, yawning as he said, "You don't even understand anything, what an idiot. I understand your understanding is too weak."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Zhao Qianfan, slowly wrapping his arms around Zhao Qianfan's head and gently reaching towards the back of his head. He whispered in Zhao Qianfan's ear, "I understand that your rank is not as high as mine. Isn't that right, Lord Yang Si?"

He gently pressed his hand against the small mole protruding on the back of Zhao Qianfan's head and said slowly, "You've been hiding for too long, it's time to come out and get some fresh air, my lovely Lord Yang Si."

Zhao Qianfan's expression suddenly changed. He shoved Yuan Zian back onto the sofa and said in a cold tone, "What else do you know?"

Yuan Zian smiled and said, "Hehe, of course I know more than you, you useless lord who hasn't even undergone tribulation."

Zhao Qianfan narrowed her eyes, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his neck, saying fiercely, "How do you know? Who exactly are you?"

Despite being choked, Yuan Zian said in a relaxed tone, "Who do you think I am? Idiot."

Yuan Zian flicked Zhao Qianfan's arm lightly with his finger, and then broke free from his control.

Zhao Qianfan stared at him in astonishment. It wasn't that he was afraid to pull on him, but his right arm, which had been flicked, was numb and he couldn't muster any strength for a while. To be able to break free from his control in an instant meant that this person was at least a Saint Realm being or higher; this person was either a god or an emperor.

Yuan Zian looked at him like he was an idiot, yawning as he put on his trousers and said, "I'm not the kind of person you think I am. I'm just an unknown nobody in the organization."

Zhao Qianfan's face showed even deeper confusion. An organization? What the hell? And you're just a nobody?

Yuan Zian chuckled, pulled up his pants, walked over, touched his face, and said, "My dear Lord Yang Si, you really have such a clear-eyed foolishness, it's so cute it makes me laugh."

Looking at his fair face, Zhao Qianfan nervously swallowed a few times to calm herself, and said, "What do you want now?"

Yuan Zian rubbed his face and said, "I don't want anything, I just lament your stupidity. You know what? If I were you, I wouldn't be so idle as to seek a way to have both love and revenge. The moment I met Li Zichun, I would have just left him lying dead in the back alley of the barbecue street."

Zhao Qianfan roared, "You can't touch him!"

Yuan Zian said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't touch him. Such a hardworking, cute and handsome workaholic, a transmigrator who is caring and loves animals, let alone you liking him, even I, who am high and mighty now, would be tempted."

As he spoke, his hand slid from Zhao Qianfan's face down his throat, finally reaching his saliva, and said, "I'm just curious, you've never slept with him, so why are you so protective of him? Is this your destined true love?"

Zhao Qianfan slapped his restless hand away and said, "White body, black top, eyebrows as black as ink, you are a porcelain doll possessed by a spirit."

Yuan Zian said with a smile, "Looks like you're not too stupid after all; you've finally figured out a bit of my background."

Zhao Qianfan looked at him in disbelief: "How is that possible? After the founding of any world, monsters are not allowed to become spirits."

Yuan Zian looked at him with a wicked smile and said, "What if it was before the founding of the country? Also, who told you that those who survived have to become monsters? They could also become gods."

Zhao Qianfan suddenly shouted, "Impossible. The Heavenly Gate is sealed and closed, the gods have returned to oblivion, the Heavenly Path is severed, and there will be no more gods in the world."

Yuan Zian slowly picked up the clothes from the ground, yawning as he said, "Of course there will be no more gods in the world, but what if there is a pure being that is higher than gods?"

After Yuan Zian finished speaking, he suddenly leaned towards Zhao Qianfan, his eyes flashing like car headlights. Just then, the closed door was suddenly kicked open, and Zhao Jinmai quickly ran in, shoving him aside. He lowered his head and whispered, "Sir, you are a celestial being, why bother with us little devils?"

Yuan Zian raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the exquisitely beautiful girl in front of him, and said, "Hehe, you are truly a chosen one, so pitiful that I can't help but admire you. No wonder you can win over every transmigrator. This one also has great fortune, don't you want to try swallowing her?"

Zhao Jinmai swallowed hard and said, "Lord Tianling is joking. How could I randomly devour people's luck? Those are just fools who can't even pass the test. How could someone who can't even distinguish between the mission's time and restrictions possibly be qualified to enter the Eternal Heaven? Don't you agree?"

Yuan Zian remained noncommittal, finished dressing, sat down on the stool, and said, "Hehe, that's true. You also think highly of Li Zichun now?"

Zhao Jinmai said cautiously, "It doesn't matter whether I think he'll succeed or not. If he fails, he'll be my prey; if he succeeds, it's his skill. It's just a little more leverage for opening the Heavenly Gate. After all, our ultimate goal is the same. It doesn't matter who becomes the Music Saint."

Yuan Zian nodded and said, "Hehe, you're more sensible than your godfather. Grow up as soon as possible before that day comes. There are countless clever little devils like you in other sub-worlds. Since you're relatively pleasing to the eye, let me tell you this: choice is more important than effort. Don't be blind and choose the wrong person, or you'll end up dead and with nothing but regret."

Zhao Jinmai nodded in agreement, smiling as he looked at Yuan Zi'an and said, "Thank you for your guidance, sir. So, you won't interfere with Li Zichun's missions anymore, will you?"

Yuan Zian fiddled with his nails and said nonchalantly, "I'm just a mere clone, I have no interest in your petty affairs. If we can't open the Heavenly Gate when the Great Calamity of Ten Thousand Years comes, we old guys will just lift a finger and destroy the world again, it's no big deal."

Zhao Qianfan and Zhao Jinmai watched as the thread of fate on Yuan Zian's hand snapped abruptly. They exchanged a glance, bowed, and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Lord Tianling."

Yuan Zian waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, everyone step back. It's almost time. They've said enough. They still need to prepare for their performance on stage later."

Zhao Qianfan and Zhao Jinmai tactfully withdrew, and as they walked out the door, they could still hear Yuan Zian say quietly, "Oh, by the way, don't forget to have that little guy Li Zichun memorize a few more songs for me. I'm only one step away from becoming a superstar."

Yuan Zian watched Zhao Qianfan and Zhao Jinmai slowly retreat, then looked at himself in the mirror and murmured, "Now that I'm a superstar, what should I do next? Maybe try for the title of 'God of Song' again? But I'm getting a little tired of this body. That brat Yang Si saw everything. Maybe I should find a chance to go to the Earth's core and be reborn..."

Once outside, Zhao Qianfan and Zhao Jinmai stared at each other, then returned to their lounge and plopped down on the sofa, saying, "Phew~ Talking to these important people is really tiring."

Zhao Jinmai rolled his eyes and said, "Actually, what Lord Tianling said is not wrong. Dad, why don't you just kill Li Zichun? That would also count as successfully transcending the tribulation."

Zhao Qianfan stroked her head and said, "Hehe, I have indeed thought about that. But when I first saw him, I don't know why, I suddenly felt reluctant to let go. It's like we've missed each other so many times, and I don't want to miss him again this time."

Zhao Jinmai looked at him with a gossipy expression and said, "Heh, my goodness, doesn't this prove the saying from the play, 'Love arises without knowing why, and inexplicably deepens'? This is really going to kill me!"

Zhao Qianfan looked at her with a puzzled smile. The little girl he'd raised for over a hundred years still spoke with that same accent—truly mischievous and adorable. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Little Jinmai, do you think Lord Tianling is happy? Having walked alone through countless ages, witnessing the birth and death of countless worlds, can a person still truly possess emotions? Even divinity would be worn away, wouldn't it? After all, with the creation and destruction of worlds, everyone in the world is gone. Who would care whether someone is a god or a Dao? Living alone for millennia, is he truly happy?"