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

Knowing he couldn't refuse, Li Qiye calmly said something.

The eunuch smiled.

"Mr. Qiye, please!"

Li Qiye strode forward and stepped onto the carriage.

Xu Pingzhi and Li Ru were overjoyed to see this.

"Old Xu, if our family becomes successful, we'll have to rely on Qi Ye."

"I went to see the new house. I took another two hundred taels of gold yesterday night, which is enough to buy a big mansion."

Xu Pingzhi was also happy.

It was all thanks to Qi Ye. With a sudden thought, Xu Pingzhi decided to go to the brothel.

Li Ru went to see the new house.

Li Qiye was in the palace, while Xu Lingyue was at home with their little one—perfect.

If not now, when?

The time is just right.

Xu Pingzhi and Li Ru went about their own business.

Li Qiye's side.

The eunuch spoke slowly and deliberately.

“Mr. Qiye, the story you told me is one I really love; it’s absolutely wonderful.”

Li Qiye replied perfunctorily, "Father-in-law, you flatter me too much."

The eunuch smiled and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qiye, is the story you told really just a story?"

Li Qiye knew the eunuch would ask this question.

He smiled leisurely.

“As for my father-in-law, if you believe he’s just a story, then he is a story; if you believe he really exists, then he really exists.”

"Just ask yourself what you really think."

Upon hearing this, the eunuch already knew the answer in his heart.

Li Qiye's meaning is clear: what you're thinking is true.

The eunuch suppressed his shock and couldn't help but speak.

"Sir's matter will likely shock the world, not only the Great Feng, but also the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions, the three sects of Taoism, the demon kingdoms of the North and South, the Witch God Sect, the Gu Clan, the Martial Alliance..."

"People would flock here to catch a glimpse of your charisma."

Li Qiye burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"They're not just here to admire my beauty, they probably want to kill me and steal my treasure if they get the chance."

The eunuch remained silent, clearly agreeing with what Li Qiye said.

The Universe Ring, the Heavenly Silk, the Wind and Fire Wheels, the Fire-Tipped Spear—who wouldn't be envious of such treasures and magical artifacts?

These can now be considered magical artifacts of immortals!

"Then let them come."

Li Qiye smiled smugly again.

If they come, let them never leave.

Seeing that Li Qiye didn't take it to heart at all, one can't help but admire Li Qiye's composure.

They soon arrived at the palace gate.

Li Qiye entered the palace, led by a eunuch.

Meanwhile, at Huaiqing Mansion.

Princess Huaiqing was admiring the scenery in the pavilion.

There was a rush of footsteps.

He was Huaiqing's confidant.

"The eldest princess."

Huaiqing paced back and forth, asking softly, "What's wrong?"

The guard said, "His Majesty has summoned Mr. Qiye, and Mr. Qiye has now entered the palace."

Upon hearing this, Huaiqing tightened his grip.

She quickly gave the instructions.

"Prepare the horses, let's enter the palace!"

Grandpa, what do you want to do?

Huaiqing immediately entered the palace.

Meanwhile, Li Qiye passed by a lake as he walked through the back garden.

After he passed through, the lake surface rippled, and the spirit dragon poked its head out.

Then they followed.

Its eyes held both fear and curiosity.

Li Qiye seemed to have sensed something, and when he looked over, the spirit dragon had vanished without a trace.

Ok?

A spirit dragon?

Li Qiye thought to himself.

He knew that the Great Feng royal family had a spirit pet named Linglong, which lived in the lake in the palace garden.

The spirit dragon is only close to the royal family of Da Feng, and only members of the royal family can ride it.

If this spirit pet were still around, Li Qiye might have thought it was quite good, since it didn't cause allergies. But now that he has the system...

Let alone the Wind Fire Wheels, any dragon randomly picked from the East Sea in Nezha is a hundred or a thousand times stronger than the Spirit Dragon!

The dragon is sometimes disobedient, mainly because...

Didn't you see that Emperor Yuanjing sometimes had headaches?

"What's wrong, Mr. Shichiya?"

Seeing Li Qiye stop, the eunuch asked curiously.

Li Qiye shook his head. "It's nothing, let's go."

The two continued walking, but they soon arrived at the Imperial Study.

It turned out that the Imperial Study was built by the lake where the spirit dragon was. Li Qiye guessed that although Emperor Zhende longed for immortality, she would find it difficult to give up imperial power at this moment.

After all, power is alluring, and he probably always wanted both immortality and the throne.

However, they only resorted to that plan because they had no other choice in the end.

Before they knew it, they had arrived in front of the Imperial Study.

The eunuch made a sound outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Qiye has arrived."

Following the eunuch's voice, a dignified and deep voice echoed from the study.

"Enter."

A single word, filled with a sense of oppression, yet Li Qiye remained as still as a calm lake.

"Please, Mr. Shichiya."

The eunuch pushed open the door and let Li Qiye go in first.

Li Qiye stepped into the imperial study and saw Emperor Yuanjing sitting high on the dragon-embroidered chair. His posture was upright, and he exuded an imposing aura.

His skin had a slight bronze hue, a mark left by years of martial arts training and battles, adding to his weathered and dignified appearance.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

The heart of an emperor is unfathomable.

The two looked at each other, and Li Qiye did not kneel but simply bowed.

"Li Qiye greets Your Majesty."

Neither overbearing nor overbearing.

Why worship someone who isn't an official? And why kneel and bow to Nezha when the lineage is passed down? What's the point of that tradition?

He dared to kneel, but would Emperor Yuanjing dare to accept it? Could he accept a bow from this great god of the Three Altars and Seas?

In short, Emperor Yuanjing was unworthy.

Emperor Yuanjing's gaze turned slightly cold. How dare this lowly commoner not kneel!

She wanted to scold him, but then she thought of Li Qiye's identity and decided to let it go.

If we offend Li Qiye and fail to obtain the immortal cultivation method, it would be a huge loss.

For someone like Li Qiye, if he had no background or strength, frankly speaking, he would be nothing more than an ant in the eyes of Emperor Yuanjing.

They were like ordinary people in Chuzhou.

"No need to be polite."

Emperor Yuanjing said calmly.

Li Qiye thanked him upon hearing this.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He then asked directly, "May I ask what business Your Majesty has with Li Qiye?"

He felt utterly disgusted with Emperor Yuanjing—no, he felt utterly disgusted with Emperor Yuanjing, who had been possessed and turned into a puppet by Joan of Arc.

Get it done as soon as possible, so it's finished quickly.

He had long anticipated that Emperor Yuanjing would meet with him, but he hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

Seeing that Li Qiye was straightforward, Emperor Yuanjing said directly, "I want to know whether the story Mr. Qiye told is true or false."

Li Qiye smiled, "This is a heavenly secret, it cannot be spoken of. Your Majesty may ponder it for yourself!"

"Revealing this would have serious consequences; it's best if Your Majesty doesn't know."

In short, figure it out yourself.

Emperor Yuanjing frowned and thought to himself, "Is this guy trying to fool me?"

He didn't dare to gamble.

The law of cause and effect is indeed terrifying.

Helpless, he could only turn his attention to Li Qiye's magic weapon.

"I've heard that Mr. Qiye possesses a magical treasure. May I have a look at it?"

His eyes were filled with greed.

Li Qiye chuckled inwardly.

You want it? You don't have the ability yet.

Let alone Emperor Yuanjing, even the Daoist Master of this realm would find it difficult to possess.

"Why not? But Your Majesty, does my magic weapon possess any spiritual power?"

Having said that, he took out his fire-tipped spear.

The shaft of the Fire-Tipped Spear was made entirely of fine steel that had been forged by red flames, displaying a fiery blood-red color and flowing with a layer of faint flame patterns.

These patterns seem to have a life of their own, sometimes flashing and jumping, sometimes swirling and swimming, as if they contain endless heat, and you can feel the rolling heat wave coming towards you when you get close.