Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

Chapter 50 The old man's body was poisoned by cold, and the spirit wine contained the true meaning of fire!
"Father, your calligraphy skills are getting better and better."

Li Qiye glanced at it and said calmly, "But I don't know much about calligraphy, so I can only see these things."

In fact, Li Xuanyuan was extremely accomplished in calligraphy and painting. These characters are vigorous and powerful, and appear to be a natural masterpiece.

If we're talking about emperors' achievements in calligraphy, Li Xuanyuan definitely ranks among the best.

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanyuan laughed heartily and said, "Haha, you're quite honest, kid. If your third brother were here, he would probably be exaggerating to the heavens."

"Third Brother is eloquent and persuasive; I can't compete with him."

Li Qiye said calmly.

He was somewhat confused about what his father wanted to say, and he didn't know the purpose of his father summoning him.

"I think I understand now. You're implying that your third brother is scheming and glib."

Li Xuanyuan laughed.

He casually crumpled up the calligraphy and painting he had just finished writing, tossed it aside, and walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looking outside.

After a moment of silence, Li Xuanyuan murmured to himself, "Speaking of which, your mother has been dead for sixteen years, hasn't she?"

Li Qiye nodded, also looking out the window at a tomb surrounded by flowers.

He also knew that his mother liked flowers and loved growing them.

Be extra careful these days.

After a moment of silence, Li Xuanyuan finally spoke, "When you have nothing to do, you can go to the Dragon Spring Blood Pool Hall to chat with him more. It won't do you any harm."

"Okay, you go back first."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiye was suddenly jolted.

A previous guess may have come true.

As expected, my father knew about the plans of the three super powers: the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Primordial Holy Land, and the Myriad Demon Palace.

But why doesn't he care?
Li Qiye was filled with doubt, but he didn't ask any questions at the moment. Instead, he nodded and said:
"Then I shall take my leave."

Longquan Blood Pool Hall.

Li Qiye arrived carrying two jugs of spirit wine. The old man was lying on a chair, basking in the sun.

Unlike last time, although there was no change in appearance, he was still full of energy and exuded a chilling aura.

But now it looks somewhat listless, giving the impression that it has lost all will to live.

"It can't be that bad, can it?"

Li Qiye muttered to himself, "Isn't it just that he devoured the Dragon Spring Blood Pool that he had guarded his whole life?"

"He's gotten addicted to guarding the gate, huh?"

There was no other reason for coming here. Since his father had sent him, there must be a deeper meaning behind it, so Li Qiye just came to take a look.

Being able to build a good relationship with a Saint Realm expert would not do him any harm.

Li Qiye walked over and coughed lightly.

The old man immediately opened his eyes, a burning light bursting from them, and stared intently at Li Qiye.

His eyes held disdain, anger, and a hint of resentment...

In short, his expression was extremely complex.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Li Qiye quickly forced a dry laugh and said, "Senior, I heard you like to drink spirit wine, so I brought two jugs with me. Please have a taste."

"Did Eunuch Hong tell you this?"

The old man smiled, his voice as hoarse as ever.

"That kid only knows one side of the story. I don't like drinking spirit wine; I rely on it to suppress the cold energy in my body."

"Moreover, it must be a drink made from the most yang and masculine ingredients; ordinary spirit wine is completely ineffective."

Li Qiye smiled calmly and said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

Upon hearing this, the old man glanced at him a few times, then with a slight movement of his hand, the two jugs of wine in Li Qiye's hands fell into his hands, and he took a sip.

"What?!" Her eyes lit up, staring intently at Li Qiye, and she asked incredulously, "What kind of wine is this?"

He has drunk spirit wine for so many years, and has drunk countless spirit wines, but he has never drunk wine like this before!

The moment I drank it, it felt as if the sun was scorching my internal organs.

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to stand it, but the cold energy inside his body was soaring, and this burning sensation made him feel warm all over, which was very comfortable.

Li Qiye smiled but didn't say anything.

Do you think Eunuch Hong doesn't know why you like to drink spirit wine?
Little did they know that Eunuch Hong not only knew about it, but also specially commissioned someone to brew several jars of it.

It must be said, this eunuch Hong was very thoughtful.

However, Li Qiye added a wisp of the true essence of Nanming Li Fire to those two jugs of spirit wine.

Only in this situation would an elderly person have such feelings.

"It's nothing much, just adding a wisp of fire essence."

Li Qiye gave a vague answer.

"The true meaning of fire?"

The old man looked puzzled, then looked down and discovered that the spirit wine was actually crimson in color.

"What kind of flame is so powerful?"

"When the cold poison in my body erupted, I had to swallow a piece of Earth Core Flame when I was in dire straits, but it didn't have the same effect."

The old man looked on in surprise.

Swallow the earth's core flames raw?

Li Qiye couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. This senior was definitely a ruthless character, ruthless enough to himself.

However, no matter how powerful the Earth Core Flame is, it is still just a flame in the cultivation world.

The flames associated with the Vermilion Bird, an ancient divine beast, are of the celestial level; the two are not even in the same league.

Li Qiye smiled but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the old man guessed that the flame was extraordinary, so he did not continue to ask questions.

However, he had a vague idea that there weren't many flames more advanced than the Earth Core Flame.

Some of them also possess cold and yin attributes, such as the Nine Netherworld Yin Fire, the Crimson Lotus Fire, and the Extreme Cold Ice Flame.

Such flames, once touched, will only make one feel icy cold all over the body; those with lower cultivation levels will be frozen to death.

"This flame is very likely the legendary Golden Crow Fire, Phoenix Flame, and Nine Heavens Divine Fire, these extremely yang flames."

The old man pondered to himself.

He didn't think about the direction of Nanming Li Huo, even though he had lived through a long period of time, he was still extremely far removed from the ancient times.

In addition, the legend of the Vermilion Bird has long since disappeared, and we can only rely on our imagination.

He took another sip of wine, hesitated for a moment, and then capped the bottle.

The look that had initially been somewhat disdainful instantly transformed into a beaming smile.

"Your Highness Qiye, why are you still standing there? Come and sit down."

As the old man spoke, he waved his hand, and a reclining chair appeared beside him.

Then his figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in front of Li Qiye, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him towards him:
"Your Highness Qiye, come over quickly, a seat has been arranged for you."

The old man's changing attitude made Li Qiye chuckle.

Li Qiye was forcibly pulled over and sat down by the old man, and said with a wry smile, "Senior, it's just two jugs of wine, there's no need for this."

The old man waved his hand and said with a serious expression, "Your Highness Qiye, you can't say that. In my eyes, these two jugs of wine are better than some rare and precious natural treasures. I wouldn't trade them even for the elixir of immortality."

These words sound like flattery, but that's exactly what the old man was thinking.

(End of this chapter)