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

These powerful figures can kill him if they want to, or live if they don't.

Without strength, one can only be slaughtered by others.

We need to worry not only about demons, but also about people.

The weak eat the strong!

Unchanging through the ages!

The Great Feng Dynasty has countless masters.

The Tao has three schools: Heaven, Earth, and Man; and no school is simple.

The current sect leader of the Human Sect is Luo Yuheng, who is also the national teacher of the Great Feng Dynasty. He is at the second level of the Daoist Tribulation Transcending Realm and is now coveted by Emperor Yuanjing.

The head of the Heavenly Sect, it can be said, will eventually become the Supervisor.

Because the Supervisor is the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, every leader of the Heavenly Sect will eventually be devoured by the Heaven. This cycle repeats itself, giving the Heavenly Dao a trace of humanity.

This touch of humanity manifested as the supervisor, who was always playing a grand game.

As for the Earth Sect, its leader is Jinlian.

Jinlian split into the evil Black Lotus due to a mistake in her cultivation. Now the Black Lotus controls the Earth Sect, and Jinlian founded the Heavenly Truth Society to deal with the Black Lotus.

It's a pity that Master Jinlian has fallen to the fourth rank.

The feud between the two was so intense that even a mortal like Li Qiye would die if he were to get involved.

Even if they managed to escape, the Witch God Cult, along with the Yan Kingdom and the Jing Kingdom, would still invade and massacre the cities of Da Feng.

Li Qiye felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

He desperately needs formidable strength to protect himself.

According to his memory, Emperor Yuanjing has now been possessed and turned into a puppet by Zhen De. He is obsessed with cultivating Taoism in order to achieve immortality, and the power of the Great Feng Kingdom has seriously declined. It seems that the plot is not far away.

Li Qiye asked the system, "System, what are you for?"

He didn't need anything else; he just wanted the system to help him find a cheat code to reach the pinnacle of skill.

I don't need to become the Heavenly Dao. Becoming a supreme martial god and breaking all laws in the world is fine. If that's not possible, becoming a Confucian sage whose words become law is also acceptable.

He doesn't ask for much.

The system responded coldly to Li Qiye immediately after he finished speaking.

[This system is a storytelling system. As long as the host tells stories and receives a certain amount of tips, there is a chance to obtain rewards from the book.]

If a story is easy to understand and can gain people's approval, then a reward can be given.

Li Qiye smiled.

He has so much to say.

The Primordial Era, Investiture of the Gods, Perfect World, Battle Emperor, A Leaf Covers the Sky...

Speaking of the primordial era, any two rewards would be enough. Forget Xu Lingyue, Huaiqing, put your hair up, and the Imperial Advisor Luo Yuheng and Nongyu, play the flute!

hand?

He wanted Lingyue to use her mouth!

Just as Li Qiye was in a moment of fantasy.

The system's cold voice shattered this beautiful dream.

[The book mentioned by the host needs to be retrieved from the system panel.]

ha? ! !

Li Qiye was speechless upon hearing the system's cold voice.

Do I still need to draw a ticket?

[That's natural; the host needs to draw from the books provided by the system to receive the reward.]

[Host, would you like to draw a book now?]

Li Qiye sighed softly.

We can only hope to draw something like the Primordial Era, Perfect, or Mythical!

"smoke!"

With Li Qiye's shout, a blue panel that others could not see appeared before his eyes.

A series of books began to appear on the panel.

A Leaf Covers the Sky, Tomb of the Gods, Journey to the West, Investiture of the Gods, Different Flame Continent...

Seeing this, Li Qiye's eyes gleamed.

My mind screamed for me to stop.

However, God did not fulfill his wish.

Suddenly, the Battle Soul Continent appeared before my eyes, Battle Soul Continent III...

What is all this? No, no!

Li Qiye had a headache, saying that if the entire Douhun Continent had weak martial spirits, it would be doomed.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Demon Child Nezha!]

what!

Li Qiye couldn't help but feel delighted as he looked at the story frozen on the panel.

Nezha, the Demon Child, although it's not the prehistoric era, the definition is the same!

If you obtain some of Nezha's treasures.

So what are the Witch Gods, the King of Zhenbei, and the Black Lotus? Kill them all!

In high spirits, Li Qiye strode towards the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district).

[Ding, in view of the host's storytelling, the system has sent the host an immersive experience.]

"System, is this immersive experience?"

Li Qiye was curious.

Talent?

still?

This technique immerses the listener in the story being told, creating a sense of being there.

Li Qiye was extremely surprised.

And there's this reward too.

[That's natural, host, you'd better tell your story well.]

Li Qiye grunted in response and looked up to find that he had unknowingly arrived at the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district).

It was getting dark.

The vermilion gate of the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) was adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, its flying eaves and brackets exuding luxury.

Two imposing stone lions stand guard at the entrance, their eyes wide open in anger, as if protecting this decadent and extravagant place.

On either side of the vermilion gate hung two large red lanterns, swaying gently in the breeze, as if beckoning to passersby.

At this moment, a series of beautifully decorated carriages slowly drove by, their wheels rolling on the stone road with a dull thud.

After the carriage came to a stop, the wealthy gentlemen dressed in brocade robes disembarked.

They wore crowns inlaid with pearls and jade, and precious jade pendants around their waists. Every step they took was steady and rhythmic, and their flowing robes exuded an air of wealth and nobility.

A middle-aged gentleman dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, with lifelike cranes embroidered on the robe, the gold thread outlining the patterns shimmering in the setting sun.

He gently waved an ivory fan in his hand, the landscape ink painting on the fan surface adding to his refined and scholarly air.

Beside him stood a young gentleman dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. A warm, lustrous mutton-fat jade pendant hung at his waist, which gently clinked as he moved, producing a crisp sound.

These wealthy gentlemen chatted and laughed as they stepped through the gates of the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau).

Inside the door, the melodious sounds of string and wind instruments drifted in, with the sounds of the pipa, konghou, and flute intertwining, like heavenly music.

The melodious songs of the singers, accompanied by graceful music, drifted out of the gate, attracting the attention of passersby.

Just hearing it made Li Qiye feel incredibly extravagant.

I went inside, wondering what it would be like.

Sure enough, our ancestors did other things besides playing with mobile phones.

He stepped into the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district), and the scene before him was even more astonishing.

The main hall of the Jiaofangsi was brightly lit, with crystal chandeliers hanging high, each crystal reflecting a dazzling light.

The floor was covered with a colorful, exquisitely patterned carpet made of silk, which felt soft and comfortable underfoot.

The walls are covered with paintings by famous artists, depicting lifelike figures and landscapes that resemble a fairyland.

In this extravagant environment, the wealthy gentlemen went to the second and third floors to find seats. Some of them sat on the open tables, and immediately, maids dressed in light gauze served them fine wine and delicacies.

The wine cup is made of crystal-clear glass, filled with amber-colored wine, which shimmers with a captivating luster under the light.

The delicacies on the plate are all rare and delicious, exuding an enticing aroma.

The wealthy gentlemen raised their cups and drank heartily, their laughter echoing throughout the entire Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district).

They admired the graceful dance of the singers on stage, listened to the melodious songs, and were immersed in this world of extravagance, indulging in this luxurious time.

The musicians sat upright to one side, their instruments being their most prized possessions.

The pipa's sound is crisp and clear, with the bass strings clattering like a sudden rainstorm and the treble strings whispering like a private conversation. When the strings are plucked, it is as if pearls and jade are rolling onto a jade plate.

The sound of the konghou is ethereal, sometimes like the murmuring of a secluded spring, sometimes like the cry of a phoenix in the heavens, its delicate notes lingering in the air.

The bamboo flute plays a melodious tune, seemingly telling an ancient story, intertwining with the sounds of string and wind instruments to create a captivating melody.

On the stage, the singers, dressed in silk robes embroidered with peonies and peonies, swayed gently with their movements, their skirts fluttering like flowing clouds and water.

Their lips parted slightly, and their voices sang melodiously, sometimes like orioles singing in a valley, clear and pleasant; sometimes like nightingales singing, low and melodious.

The singing seemed to possess a magical power, captivating everyone present and causing their thoughts to drift away.

The dancers swayed gracefully to the music, their movements as light and graceful as willow catkins in spring, moving with the wind.

Their dance moves were graceful; with each gesture, their flowing sleeves seemed to reach out and embrace the clouds in the sky.

As she turned, her lotus-like steps were light and graceful, like a lotus swaying in the blue waves.

Every movement was perfectly timed, full of rhythmic beauty, and dazzling to the eye.

Below the stage, dignitaries sat or stood, holding fine wine in their hands, their faces beaming with delight.

They were immersed in the bustling scene of the Jiaofangsi, enjoying this moment of pleasure to the fullest.

In this small world, time seems to stand still, leaving only the ancient charm of birdsong and dancing, so enchanting that one forgets the way home.

P.S. I'm begging for all flowers, monthly tickets, and ratings!

Chapter Three: Handsome Guy Gets Fed! The Courtesan's Fragrance!

Chapter Three: Handsome Guy Gets Fed! The Courtesan's Fragrance!

The night was just beginning to fall.

On the viewing platform, light gauze danced gracefully, and the elegant female relatives of the eunuchs were like willows in spring.

Every turn and every flick of their sleeves seemed to exude endless charm.

Her eyes were full of affection, her lips were slightly parted, and her charming appearance seemed to be able to steal one's soul.

Li Qiye sat in a corner below the stage, his gaze fixed on the eunuch dancers from the moment they appeared.

His eyes followed the dancer's movements intently, his gaze filled with rapture.

Elegant, so very elegant!

This is not on the same level as courtesans at all.