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

The listener looked at Li Qiye and knew that he was going to keep his appointment, an appointment to face life and death on the platform.

However, Li Qiye suddenly whistled and summoned the Flying Pig!

Flying pig? Wait, isn't that Taiyi Zhenren's mount?

Just as the princess was about to leave, she suddenly trembled slightly. Looking at Li Qiye's posture, she thought she had misheard.

It's not just Huaiqing.

Lin'an, Wei Yuan, Wang Simu, Mu Nanzhi, Luo Yuheng, Yang Yan, Nangong Qianrou, and all the listeners were stunned.

They all thought they had misheard.

Amidst their shocked, dumbfounded, and speechless gazes...

call!

A strong wind blew into the brothel, and then they saw a large, round pig fly in.

The flying pig flew over their heads and landed in front of Li Qiye in the stands.

Li Qiye stroked it.

Suddenly, boom!

In an instant, the flying pig transformed into a fiery wheel carrying a hurricane of flames.

The Wind and Fire Wheels were majestic and awe-inspiring, their flames hissing as they burned through the air.

It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet atmosphere.

After Li Qiye stepped onto the Wind and Fire Wheels, he faced everyone below the hall.

Seeing their shocked expressions, the man in the pocket clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Everyone, go and keep your appointment for the seven nights of the 'Seven-Three-Seven' period. I will tell you the story of the Demon Child's Havoc in the Sea another day."

Having said that, the Wind and Fire Wheels rolled up flames, and a hurricane even more terrifying than before swept up.

The moment the wind picked up, a red light flashed by like a thunderbolt!

When they came to their senses, only wisps of embers remained above their heads; Li Qiye had long since vanished.

After a long silence, a scholar finally spoke.

"Fang, that was a flying pig just now, right? I didn't see it wrong, did I?"

The crude brute remained dumbfounded.

He said, trembling with excitement.

"You're not mistaken, it's a flying pig! And what it transforms into are the Wind and Fire Wheels!"

This sound was immediately followed by a gasp of surprise.

"What's going on? Flying pigs really exist!"

"Could the story Mr. Qiye told not be a story, but the truth?"

"Nezha really exists?! Wait, I suddenly feel a bit unwell!"

"Ah, does that mean that spear really is the Fire-Tipped Spear, and Mr. Qiye is Nezha?!"

At that moment, the listeners realized that since what had just appeared was a flying pig, there was no doubt about it.

Li Qiye's spear must be the Fire-Tipped Spear! And Li Qiye is none other than Nezha!

Of course, some people have different opinions, said a Confucian scholar surnamed Chen.

"No way, I think Mr. Qiye must have written the story based on himself. These treasures belong to Mr. Qiye himself."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a boorish brute cursed him.

"Brother Chen, you're just throwing away your eyes if you don't want them! Do you think those fiery wheels are something that only humans possess?!"

Some people echoed this sentiment.

"Brother Shi is right. How could such a magical artifact exist in the mortal realm? It must be a treasure of immortals!"

"Yes, there could not be such a magical artifact in the human world, and even the national treasure sword does not have such immense power."

"If that's the case, then the Universe Ring and the Heavenly Silk also exist!"

"Oh dear, why don't we just go and see for ourselves? I'm so anxious!"

Finally, someone stopped worrying about whether the story was true or false and immediately ran out of the Jiaofangsi, seemingly heading in the direction of the night watchman.

With one person present, all the guests looked at each other in bewilderment, and then rushed out of the brothel in a rush.

They ran wildly, the scholar disregarding all decorum as he ran towards the night watchman's office.

Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou were shocked when they recalled the time when they were ordered by Duke Wei to invite Li Qiye.

Li Qiye refused and said, "How do you know I'm just telling a story?"

My adoptive father, Lord Wei, once said that the story was so detailed that it seemed unbelievable.

They looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan, dressed in a blue robe, looked shocked through his wise yet world-weary eyes.

"Xiaorou, Yang Yan, let's go back to the night watchman's house!"

"quick!"

As soon as the word "quick" was uttered, Nangong Qianrou and Yang Yan found out, and Wei Yuan became very anxious!

Yang Yan immediately helped Wei Yuan up and they rushed out of the Jiaofangsi in an instant. The speed of the fourth-rank martial artist was extremely fast, easily overtaking the scholar.

Nangong Qianrou followed closely behind Yang Yan, and sometimes she couldn't help but overtake him.

Her mind was filled with the image of the man riding on wheels of fire.

So tempting!

Wang Simu also snapped out of her surprise, and her usual refined demeanor was quite lost at this moment.

She tried hard to maintain her composure.

"Go, drive the carriage to the night watchman's office!"

The servants hurriedly went out to prepare, and Wang Simu jogged after them.

Although she was in a bit of a rush, she still possessed the dignified and elegant demeanor of a prime minister's daughter.

Chu Caiwei quickly pulled Song Qing and flew towards the night watchman.

Upstairs, Lin'an quickly pulled Pingyang along.

"Gangzi, quickly send someone to drive the carriage and get the night watchman!"

At this moment, her mind was filled with Li Qiye and countless question marks.

Isn't this a story? Why would a flying pig exist?

Is the story true? Did Nezha really exist?

There were so many things she wanted to know.

Pingyang was being led by the hand by Lin'an. Although she already knew this, she was still shocked by Li Qiye's demeanor after he stepped onto the Wind and Fire Wheels.

Room number seven.

Huaiqing walked with a graceful gait, and although no one followed her, it could not conceal the majesty of the imperial daughter.

She said, "Drive the carriage to the night watchman's office!"

Her voice had an unquestionable tone.

His trusted aide went immediately.

Outside the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau), inside the carriage.

Mu Nanzhi, the most beautiful woman in the Great Feng Dynasty, parted her lips slightly, unable to hide her surprise.

"Isn't this flying pig just a story? How could it actually exist!"

"Yuheng, what do you think of what they said?"

Luo Yuheng also had a lot of ideas, all sorts of things.

However, she did not answer, but said, "If we don't leave now, it will be noon!"

Mu Nanzhi snapped out of her daze and immediately ordered her servants to drive the carriage over.

The Jiaofangsi was instantly deserted.

As for Fu Xiang, who was a demon, she also disappeared without a trace.

They seemed quite curious as well.

Li Qiye didn't say anything, but who wouldn't be itching to know more?

While the audience of the Jiaofangsi (a type of entertainment venue) was leaving, Li Qiye had already arrived at the night watchman's office.

He arrived in no time, riding on his fiery wheels.

Meanwhile, at the watchman's office, the sun shone brightly in the sky.

Zhu Yang's gaze was as cold as ice, filled with a fierce and murderous aura.

Meanwhile, the lackey standing to the side, seeing that the time was almost up, couldn't help but say something.

"It's almost noon, and Li Qiye still hasn't shown up. Could it be that he's too scared to come?"

"My lord, could it be that Li Qiye is too afraid to come and run away?"

Zhu Yang sneered upon hearing this, "Run? They can run away, but they can't hide. If they don't come, the Xu family will die!"

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly turned to Xu Qi'an, Xu Pingzhi, and the others.

A chilling killing intent and the menacing aura of a martial artist enveloped them.

Apart from Xiaodouding, Xu Lingyue, Xu Qi'an, and Xu Xinnian all turned deathly pale.

What a terrifying aura.

However, at that moment, Li Qiye's voice rang out.

"Zhu Jinluo, are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?!"

The sound reverberated throughout the night watchman's office, and the Haoqi Tower trembled.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yang immediately looked up at the sky.

In the distance, a terrifying ball of fire hurtled towards the night watchman.

The fireball passed through the night watchman's office and hovered above the life-and-death platform, dozens of feet above the ground, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Haoqi Tower like a blazing sun.

As the fierce flames subsided somewhat, Li Qiye was seen riding on his flaming wheels in the air, his gaze indifferent as he looked down at the night watchman's office.

They were pleasantly surprised to see that the visitors were Li Qiye, Li Ru, and Xu Pingzhi.

Xu Xinnian and Xu Qi'an were both surprised and delighted.

"How can Qiye be flying in the air?!"

Xu Pingzhi retorted, "Of course a fourth-rank martial artist can fly."

Xu Lingyue blushed as she looked at Li Qiye, who was majestic and seemed like a god.

Zhu Yang and the other members of the Golden Gong and Silver Luo were all surprised to see Li Qiye flying in the air.

Although fourth-rank martial artists can fly, only third-rank and second-rank martial artists above the fourth rank can remain suspended in the air or walk on the clouds.

However, Zhu Yang was a Golden Gong, and he immediately recognized that it was the magical artifact that Li Qiye was standing on.

That was the reason he stagnated in the void.

"You've finally arrived!"

Zhu Yang stood on one side of the life-or-death arena, his shouts of battle aimed directly at Li Qiye.

The uncontrollable killing intent couldn't wait any longer.

Li Qiye descended slowly from the sky, glancing at the time and muttering to himself.

"Looks like they're almost here!"