People in the Imperial Music Bureau: The Storytelling Demon Child Nezha

Li Qiye took out a bronze chess piece from his robes and gently placed it on the chessboard, but the thief of time...

Chapter 141 Deceptive Imitation

The moment the chess piece fell, everyone inside and outside the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution) was momentarily stunned.

When they came to their senses, they found that Li Qiye had a bronze lamp in his hand, and the wick of the lamp was burning with wisps of time!

In the lamplight, a blurry figure moves between storytelling venues of different eras, stealing time from the audience.

The most terrifying thing was that what the man was wearing at his waist was clearly a replica of the royal secret seal of mountains and rivers!

Now, the item should be returned to its rightful owner. Li Qiye suddenly blew out the lamp flame.

At the Heavenly God Academy, thousands of miles away, an ancient bronze bell suddenly chimed.

As the bell tolled, the bookshelves in the dean's office collapsed with a crash, revealing a mummified corpse sitting behind them—the corpse still holding a pen, writing on an infinitely extending book.

A story is just a story. Li Qiye placed his gavel on the storytelling platform. "That's all for today."

The moment the gavel fell, an eerie silence descended upon the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau).

All the listeners remained frozen in place, their previous actions still, even the drifting tea steam seemed to stand still in the air.

Princess Huaiqing was surprised to find that she could still think, but she couldn't even move a single finger.

Don't be afraid. Li Qiye's (ahae) voice rang directly in her mind, a gap in the world of words.

Li Qiye walked slowly to the center of the storytelling stage. With a flick of his sleeve, the still tea mist suddenly began to flow, outlining a vast star map in the air.

Each star is a twinkling word, and the star trails connecting them are none other than a classic passage from "The Legend of the Wilderness".

See clearly.

Li Qiye suddenly reached into the star map and plucked a "war" character from the position of the Big Dipper.

The word fell into the palm of the hand and made a metallic clang, transforming into a three-inch sword.

With a light flick of the sword tip, the stillness of space and time shattered like a mirror.

Princess Huaiqing suddenly heard thousands of voices telling the story of "The Legend of the Wilderness" in her ears at the same time, each version being slightly different.

Even more terrifying is that, as these voices overlap, certain fragments of her memory are being rewritten!

Literary inquisition.

Li Qiye's voice carried an unusual solemnity; someone was reconstructing reality through stories.

He suddenly plunged the small sword into his own chest.

Instead of blood flowing out, countless golden characters gushed out from the sword, forming a completely new pattern in the air.

In the story, when Shi Hao broke through to the Supreme Realm, he suddenly noticed something unusual about the world and discovered that the entire world was a book being written.

"Break through illusion." Li Qiye uttered a soft shout, and the golden story exploded with a deafening roar.

Suddenly, dense, blood-red characters appeared on the beams and pillars of the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau), writhing and struggling like living things.

Princess Huaiqing was horrified to discover that these were exactly the stories Li Qiye had told over the past three years, only the plots had been distorted—Shi Hao had become a puppet of the gods, and the seven gods descending to the mortal realm was now seen as an act of justice...

A clever trick to pass off a fake as real.

Li Qiye suddenly looked towards the northwest corner of the second floor.

There was no one there, yet a drop of cold sweat appeared out of nowhere and hovered in mid-air.

I've found you, writer.

He reached out and grabbed it, and the drop of cold sweat suddenly stretched and deformed, turning into a calligraphy brush dipped in ink.

The penholder is engraved with tiny characters, as fine as mosquito legs: "He who steals a hook will be punished; he who steals a kingdom will become a prince; he who steals heaven and earth..."

The last half of the sentence was blurred by blood, but the face of the current emperor was clearly reflected in the ink dripping from the pen!

Chapter 142 The So-Called Truth

Princess Huaiqing was struck dumb, suddenly remembering the night the late emperor passed away three years ago.

I once saw a strange book with a bronze cover in the imperial study. The new emperor was standing beside it at the time, his fingers still damp with ink.

It turned out to be the case.

Li Qiye suddenly broke the brush.

What gushed out from the fracture was not ink, but thick blood plasma.

Blood plasma formed an imperial edict in the air, ordering the construction of storytelling venues throughout the land and encouraging people to listen to "The Tale of the Wilderness"!

Using imperial power to endorse the story, he enticed the will of the masses to reshape the Heavenly Way. Li Qiye sneered, "Unfortunately, you've forgotten—"

The broken writing brush suddenly burst into flames, and the figure of the emperor reviewing memorials appeared in the flames.

What's chilling is that the vermilion ink flowing from his pen is silently altering the disaster reports submitted from various regions.

Li Qiye suddenly threw the burning brush into the air.

The flames surged and transformed into a fire phoenix, rushing towards the imperial city.

At the same time, all the listeners in the music and dance hall suddenly regained their ability to move, but no one remembered the strange phenomenon just now, still immersed in the afterglow of the storytelling.

"Your Majesty!" Li Qiye's low shout interrupted Emperor Huaiqing's thoughts.

She snapped back to reality, only to see that the half-burnt brush in Li Qiye's hand had already transformed into a streak of light, shooting rapidly towards the imperial city. In the blink of an eye, a blinding flash of fire appeared on the horizon, and thick smoke billowed up, as if the imperial city had been instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

"Sir, this is..." His Majesty Huaiqing's face was filled with panic, and his voice trembled slightly.

Li Qiye's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, someone is attempting to use the 'Legend of the Desolate Heaven' as bait to rewrite the Heavenly Dao and reshape the universe by leveraging the power of the people's wishes. Now it seems that the mastermind behind this is none other than Your Majesty!"

Empress Huaiqing felt a sudden dizziness, her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance. She never imagined that her seemingly wise and benevolent elder brother, the emperor, would commit such a treasonous act.

How could this be... Why would my brother do this? Emperor Huaiqing murmured to himself, tears welling up in his eyes.

Li Qiye sighed softly, gazing towards the imperial city, and slowly said: "Power often corrupts the mind. Your Majesty's actions are likely an attempt to use this heaven-defying power to perpetually preserve imperial authority and make all the people of the world grovel at your feet."

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Inside the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment venue), the audience was still immersed in the afterglow of the storytelling, completely unaware of everything else.

Li Qiye's gaze swept over the crowd, and he thought to himself: If such a shocking conspiracy is not stopped in time, the world will surely descend into chaos. The most urgent task is to find a way to break this literary inquisition and bring the truth to light.

Just then, Li Qiye suddenly sensed a powerful aura emanating from the direction of the imperial city. The aura was vast and powerful, carrying a chilling sense of oppression, clearly indicating that the emperor had taken some action.

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Your Majesty, be careful! Li Qiye shielded Emperor Huaiqing behind him, his body flashing with runes as he went into full alert.

A beam of golden light shot into the sky from the imperial city, instantly enveloping the entire capital. Within that golden light, characters faintly appeared, each character radiating a mysterious power, as if telling an ancient and enigmatic story.

This is... Emperor Huaiqing stared wide-eyed at the bizarre scene before him, speechless with shock.

Li Qiye's expression grew increasingly solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This is a written incantation activated by the emperor with the power of the throne. It seems that he has already noticed our actions."

Chapter 143 A Defying Feat

No sooner had he finished speaking than a golden sword aura suddenly shot out from the golden light, striking towards the Jiaofangsi like a bolt of lightning.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

Li Qiye's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his folding fan, a powerful force of law surged forth, colliding with the golden sword energy. A deafening boom echoed as the powerful impact shattered the doors and windows of the brothel, sending dust billowing everywhere.

Under Li Qiye's protection, Emperor Huaiqing remained unharmed. Watching Li Qiye clash with the Emperor's power, she felt a surge of admiration: "Sir, you must defeat him..."

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Li Qiye stood calmly in place.

The golden sword energy had already dissipated into nothingness under his power of laws. But he knew that this was only the beginning, and the emperor's counterattack would not end so easily.

Sure enough, a moment later, another violent tremor came from the direction of the imperial city.

Immediately afterwards, a gigantic hand composed of characters emerged from the golden light and reached out to grab the Jiaofangsi (a type of entertainment venue). This hand blotted out the sky, distorting and deforming space wherever it passed, as if it wanted to crush the entire Jiaofangsi.

Li Qiye took a deep breath, and his folding fan instantly unfolded, the runes on the fan surface shining brightly. He chanted incantations, and an even more powerful force surged within him.

"Today, I will put an end to your heaven-defying act!" Li Qiye shouted, and with a sudden flick of his folding fan, a dazzling beam of runic light shot towards the giant hand.

The runic light collided with the giant hand, unleashing a dazzling burst of light. Within the light, a painful roar echoed. The giant hand then began to slowly dissipate, transforming into countless golden characters that drifted into the air.

Inside the brothel, the audience was finally awakened by the violent commotion. They stared in disbelief at the incredible scene before them, and scattered in all directions.

"Sir, what exactly is going on?" His Majesty Huaiqing asked anxiously.

Li Qiye did not answer; his gaze was fixed on the direction of the imperial city, his expression cold and stern. At this moment, he could sense the emperor's aura growing stronger, clearly preparing for an even more powerful attack.

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder. A massive bolt of lightning tore through the sky, striking directly towards the Jiaofangsi (a brothel). Li Qiye's eyes sharpened, and he flashed, instantly appearing beneath the lightning. He formed hand seals, and the runes around him surged with light, creating a sturdy shield that blocked the lightning.

"Your Majesty, if you continue to be so stubborn, today will be your death day!" Li Qiye shouted loudly towards the direction of the imperial city.

His response was a burst of maniacal laughter: "Li Qiye, you think you can stop me? Today, I will make this world my own!"

Along with the laughter, an even more terrifying power suddenly surged from the direction of the imperial city. This power seemed to originate from the deepest hell, carrying endless evil and darkness, and instantly enveloped the entire capital.

Li Qiye's expression changed drastically. He knew that the emperor had unleashed his final, deadly move. This move was bound to be incredibly powerful, and if he couldn't react in time, not only would he and His Majesty Huaiqing be in danger, but the entire capital and even the people of the world would be plunged into utter ruin.

"Your Majesty, please step back. Today, I will settle things with this rebellious person!" Li Qiye turned to Emperor Huaiqing and said, his eyes flashing with determination.

Chapter 144 Making a Settlement

Emperor Huaiqing bit his lip and nodded: "Sir, you must be careful..."

Li Qiye took a deep breath, pushing his power to its limit. Runes around him shimmered, transforming him into a dazzling star. Within this light, his figure grew ever larger, seemingly merging with the heavens and earth.

"Today, I'll show you my true strength, Li Qiye!" Li Qiye roared, thrusting his hands forward with tremendous force. A beam of light, imbued with boundless power of laws, shot from his hands, flying towards the imperial city.

Wherever the light passed, space was instantly torn apart, forming a massive rift. Within the rift, countless runes could be faintly seen flickering, as if telling the most ancient secrets of the world.

From the direction of the imperial city, the emperor sensed this powerful force, and his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly activated the spell in his hand with all his might, attempting to resist Li Qiye's attack.

In an instant, light shone brightly, and the heavens and earth trembled. The entire capital city seemed to be in the midst of an apocalyptic war, and everyone felt an unprecedented fear.

Empress Huaiqing watched the battlefield with bated breath, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. She prayed silently, hoping that Li Qiye would defeat the emperor and save the people.

As the light gradually faded, Li Qiye's figure remained standing firm on the battlefield. Meanwhile, towards the imperial city, the emperor's aura grew fainter.

"You...how could you..." The emperor's voice was filled with resentment and shock.

Li Qiye sneered and said, "Going against the will of Heaven will eventually bring you this retribution. Today is your end!"

Having said that, Li Qiye once again channeled his power, and an even more powerful beam of light shot towards the imperial city. This beam of light contained all his power and determination, as if it were meant to utterly destroy all evil.

"No!" The emperor let out a desperate scream. As the light enveloped the city, a violent explosion resounded from the direction of the imperial city. The entire imperial city was instantly razed to the ground, and the emperor's presence vanished completely from the world.

Li Qiye slowly withdrew his power, his face slightly pale. Although he ultimately won the battle, it had exhausted a great deal of his energy.

Emperor Huaiqing rushed over and helped Li Qiye up: Sir, are you alright?

Li Qiye shook his head and said: It's nothing, I'm just a little tired.

He gazed at the ruins of the palace, his brow furrowing slightly: Although His Majesty has been executed, the court will surely descend into chaos.

Huaiqing's face was ashen, her slender fingers gripping her sleeve tightly: "Sir, what's next..."

Before the words were finished, the clanging of armor suddenly echoed in the distance. A troop of imperial guards burst through the dust, led by Zhang Shen, the Minister of Justice, clad in black armor. His imperial sword gleamed coldly, its tip pointed directly at Li Qiye: Traitor! How dare you murder the emperor!

Li Qiye's eyes narrowed. Behind Zhang Shen stood the Six Ministries and Nine Ministers, these ministers who were usually scheming against each other, but now they were surprisingly united. Even more strangely, their eyes were all gleaming with a faint golden light—a sign that they were being controlled by the Fate-Tampering Technique.

Minister Zhang. Huaiqing suddenly stepped forward, and half of a dragon-patterned jade pendant slid out from her sleeve. "The late emperor's edict is here. The current emperor is practicing evil arts and causing chaos in the court. I have witnessed it with my own eyes."

The jade pendant gleamed blood-red in the sunlight; it was a secret royal heirloom, the Blood Jade Mirror, which could only be used when witnessing a heinous crime of treason.

Zhang Shen's hand gripping the sword visibly trembled, but a surge of golden light flashed in his eyes: The demoness is in cahoots with the traitor! Kill her!

Chapter 145 Cultivating Evil Arts

At the critical moment, a streak of azure sword light flew in from the sky, carving a three-zhang-deep ravine in front of the Imperial Guards. Xu Qi'an descended from the sky on his "Walking Cloud Sword," a copper gong at his waist jingling: "The night watchman is on duty, step back!"

Xu Yinluo?! The officials were in an uproar. This night watchman, who was supposed to be investigating a case in Yunzhou, was now in the capital.

Xu Qi'an turned and winked at Li Qiye: "Brother Li, the Supervisor asked me to pass on a message—the celestial compass has moved." He then suddenly tossed out seven copper coins, which formed the Big Dipper constellation in the air. The controlled officials immediately clutched their heads and screamed in agony, wisps of golden smoke rising from their ears.

Li Qiye suddenly realized. It turned out that the Imperial Censor had known all along that the Emperor was practicing evil magic, and had specially sent Xu Qi'an to secretly collect the coins representing the fates of all the officials, all to break the deadlock today!