Chapter 1241

She's going to get serious! Since Lin Cheng wants to hear a different tune, she'll satisfy him!

The magical power within her body quickly flowed into the pipa in her hands; the magical power, following the melody played out, was at times melodious, at times fervent, and began to take effect throughout the Flying Wine Tower. Every person who heard the zither music, from the moment the demonic sound pierced their ears, seemed to fall into some kind of mysterious blissful hallucination. The desires hidden deep within their bodies were gradually stirred up. Originally, eating fried chicken and drinking milk tea was already very pleasant, but now they became even happier.

Even an ordinary tavern seemed to experience the feeling of a high-end club where one is intoxicated by wealth and sensuality — dim lighting, inadvertently stirring up emotions, the bewitching laughter of women by one's ear amplified infinitely. The milk tea in the cup no longer seemed like tea but liquor! Exquisitely delicious, and at the same time, what was originally liquor in their hands now seemed like an unparalleled vintage — extravagant, indulgent, immersed at the pinnacle of desire, where happiness is the sole eternal theme!

At that moment, our protagonist, the target of the music's effect.

The zither music seemed to have changed, and become heavier.

Lin Cheng, who was walking toward the private room, listened to the brand-new tune by his ear and couldn't help but smile. It seemed his suggestion had worked, though he didn't know why — suddenly, listening to this somewhat awkward tune, he blinked his eyes, and his spirit regained clarity, unaffected by anything. Until he entered the private room, Miss Qianhui was resting her head on her arm, seemingly having fallen asleep while waiting. On the table was freshly served, steaming-hot fried chicken, hamburgers, steak, milk tea, and so on.

The familiar aroma made Lin Cheng especially miss it. Unable to wait, he began to enjoy it immediately, grabbing fried chicken pieces with both hands and stuffing them into his mouth — juicy and flavorful upon entry, the taste just right. In his previous life, he liked to eat them dipped in ketchup, and this life was no exception. Paired with the sweet and sour taste of tomato, it was simply heavenly.

Downstairs, Jueqing had been casting her demonic sound for some time. She knew clearly that she had indirectly controlled the diners on the first floor, but her target was Lin Cheng, who was fighting her alone. Don't think that becoming an eighth-tier Garment Maker makes you so impressive — in other fields, you're still just an ordinary person.

Holding such thoughts, Jueqing once again intensified the effect of her demonic sound. The diners in the first-floor hall, as if time had stopped, instantly fell silent, ceasing any movement in their hands, their eyes vacant and dazed as they stared ahead, their bodies swaying slightly left and right in a stupor.

The noisy sounds dispersed, and the zither music, now heavier with demonic sound, instantly transmitted to Lin Cheng's private room on the second floor. Even Miss Qianhui, who was in a deep sleep, was somewhat affected — her tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, her gaze vacant and dazed.

Lin Cheng also felt his head slightly dizzy, thinking he was starving. He hurriedly ate a hamburger to fill his stomach, and after blinking his eyes, he returned to normal.

Downstairs suddenly became unusually quiet. Lin Cheng leaned out the window of the private room and curiously looked down. That glance happened to meet Jueqing, who had been looking toward Lin Cheng all along. Seeing that Lin Cheng was still fully conscious, Jueqing's hands, which had been playing the demonic zither, faltered, nearly interrupting the effect of the demonic zither.

Lin Cheng really does have some skill — even after she exerted seventy percent of her power, he could still remain clear-headed.

Since that was the case, Jueqing suddenly played the demonic zither with full force, the heavier zither music rushing with all her might toward Lin Cheng in the private room. Lin Cheng's head felt as if something was drilling into it; the sudden dizziness caused him to fall straight toward the table. However, just as he was about to crash into the tabletop, Lin Cheng blinked his eyes, and that dizzy feeling vanished once again. Immediately after, an intense hunger pang came from his stomach.

Damn, am I anemic? The hamburger I just ate was completely useless. Lin Cheng was puzzled, his gaze filled with disbelief, as he recalled the system's earlier warning about the Magic Armor.

He then began to frantically sweep through the fried chicken, steak, and milk tea on the table, even taking care of Miss Qianhui's portion along the way. Only after everything was consumed did Lin Cheng burp, feeling refreshed all over.

Unable to resist, he poked his head out the window again and gave Jueqing downstairs a thumbs-up. It was so quiet down there — probably Jueqing's new tune today had amazed everyone. And he also felt that Jueqing's new tune was indeed somewhat interesting, subtly improving his appetite quite a bit.

Not bad, not bad, worthy of praise.

Now it was Jueqing's turn to be puzzled — she had already exerted ninety percent of her power.

How could this be!

In this world, there are only two types of people who can ignore demonic sound. The first is someone who doesn't understand the slightest bit of music — just like playing the lute to a cow; if a person doesn't understand any music at all, demonic sound naturally cannot have any effect.

The second is an absolute powerhouse with super strong mental resistance!

Jueqing would rather believe Lin Cheng was the first type than believe he was the second type of absolute powerhouse! But earlier, Lin Cheng had suggested to Jueqing to change the tune, which meant he definitely wasn't someone who didn't understand music..