42: My son Li Yi has the qualities to be an emperor!

Early morning.

Li Yi yawned and woke up from his sleep, rubbing his drowsy eyes.

He wanted to get out of bed, but found himself held tightly by Wan Ning, unable to move.

How much did she fear he would roll off the bed in the middle of the night?

Looking outside, it was still early. As a Cultivator, Li Yi didn't need much sleep; in fact, once he reached a certain Realm, he wouldn't need to sleep at all.

Since there was nothing to do, Li Yi continued to sleep.

No need to strive, no need for a 9-to-6 schedule—this was what Li Yi had always dreamed of, and now it had finally come true.

The Carefree and Unrestrained Skill quietly circulated, his Cultivation steadily improving, with a promising future ahead.

Just as Li Yi was about to go back to sleep, Wan Ning stirred.

She rubbed Li Yi and mumbled in her dream:

"Young Master has grown up, hehe, so big, this servant wants... Young Master, don't leave."

Wan Ning suddenly hugged Li Yi tightly, curling her body and pressing Li Yi into her embrace.

Li Yi: "!!!"

Damn it! What was Wan Ning dreaming about?!

This was not good!

After a while, the sky outside subtly brightened, and the first ray of morning sun shone in. Wan Ning groggily opened her eyes.

Having been a maid for so many years, her biological clock was ingrained in her bones; she woke up at a fixed time.

She stretched lazily. She had slept so comfortably last night.

Sitting up, she realized she wasn't wearing clothes and quickly put them on.

After showering last night, she remembered what the old nannies in the manor had taught her: maids warming the Young Master's bed and serving him to sleep should not wear clothes.

This way, the Young Master would also be warmer.

"Young Master is awake."

Wan Ning noticed Li Yi's wide-open eyes.

Li Yi looked utterly dejected, finding it hard to imagine what he had experienced last night.

If Wan Ning continued to take care of him in the future, she really needed to change her habit of talking in her sleep and being touchy-feely. Wouldn't it be better to just sleep honestly?

Wan Ning helped Li Yi get dressed and then took him to Xiao Qingya.

Xiao Qingya had also just woken up and was doing her hair and makeup.

"Yi'er is here."

Xiao Qingya opened her arms, and Li Yi threw himself into Xiao Qingya's embrace. His mother's embrace was still the most comfortable.

"You child, still so clingy to your mother, that won't do, you know." Xiao Qingya lectured.

Li Yi paid no attention to this.

After Xiao Qingya finished her hair and makeup, she picked up Li Yi and headed to the living room.

"Mother, what are we going to do?" Li Yi asked curiously.

As a female member of the Family, a well-bred young lady from a scholarly household, and the Third Madam of the Li Family, Xiao Qingya rarely went out to show her face.

The fact that she was going to the living room today surely meant something important was happening.

"It's all because of your father. He's holding some kind of wife-selection assembly for you. Many Sects and Families have brought their daughters and female Disciples, and they're currently discussing it with your father in the living room. He told me to bring you over to take a look."

Li Yi: "......"

So it was about this. Hadn't it even started yet? Why look now?

Xiao Qingya also didn't expect that such an absurd matter would attract so many people rushing over.

"I never thought our Yi'er would be so popular." Xiao Qingya smiled and poked Li Yi with her finger.

Since the last martial arts exchange, Li Yi's reputation had thoroughly spread.

There was a one-year-old child with extraordinary talent, unprecedented in history. He could learn sword techniques that others painstakingly studied just by looking at them.

At an age when others were still playing in the mud, he had already achieved Cultivation, mastered superb sword techniques, could translate ancient scripture, and even control a recognized personal sword.

All these deeds combined, along with the eyewitness accounts from various Sects at the martial arts exchange, caused rumors about Li Yi to spread rapidly. The legend of Li Yi, the one-year-old peerless Genius, was circulating.

Those who had seen Li Yi firmly believed it, while those who hadn't were skeptical, as the matter was too absurd and preposterous.

These things seemed completely unrelated to a one-year-old child. Many people came from afar, drawn by his reputation, to investigate the truth.

Upon arriving at the living room, Li Yuntian was chatting happily with the guests.

"Sister Qingya has arrived, please take a seat quickly." Bi Lian came forward to greet them, her gaze falling on Li Yi in Xiao Qingya's arms. She reached out to tease Li Yi: "Yi'er, what's wrong? Don't you recognize your aunt?"

"First Aunt," Li Yi called out in a childish voice.

"Yi'er is so good. Come quickly and greet the uncles and aunts."

Bi Lian began introducing the guests to Li Yi.

Seeing so many people, Li Yi frowned deeply, took a deep breath, and called out "uncle" and "aunt" from beginning to end.

The guests all looked at Li Yi curiously, wanting to see if he was as the rumors claimed.

At first glance, they felt that the child was very cute. Upon closer inspection, they vaguely sensed an indescribable handsomeness about Li Yi. Although he was still a child, it was certain that Li Yi would not only be a handsome man when he grew up, but also a Genius.

This was the effect of Li Yi's peerless charm.

They all began to praise Li Yi:

"Young Master Li Yi is truly an outstanding talent. Although young, his demeanor already makes us feel ashamed."

"Indeed, Young Master Li Yi has an extraordinary temperament. He will surely be handsome and dashing when he grows up."

"One look at Young Master Li Yi shows his extraordinary talent. He will surely become a peerless powerhouse in the future!"

Hearing these praises, Li Yi felt nothing, but rather disgusted. Why were they all like bootlickers?

A group of bootlickers fawning over him, disgusting. But... it actually felt quite comfortable to listen to. Well said. Although there's a suspicion of bootlicking, please continue. I really like your frankness.

After hearing the praises from this group of people, the happiest person wasn't Li Yi, but his father, Li Yuntian.

From the beginning, the smile on Li Yuntian's face hadn't stopped; his mouth was almost splitting from laughter.

He stroked his beard and proudly declared, "My son, Li Yi, has the bearing of a Great Emperor, hahahaha."

Li Yi: "......"

The bearing of a Great Emperor? You shouldn't say such things!

Li Yuntian opened his arms, and Xiao Qingya pushed Li Yi into Li Yuntian's embrace.

Although Li Yi was reluctant, to satisfy his father's vanity, he willingly threw himself into his father's arms and was picked up by him.

His father, with his rough beard, kissed Li Yi.

At this moment, two groups of people entered from outside the door.

"Baiyun Temple Master has come to visit!"

"Yue Mountain Sect Master has come to visit!"

Zhang Zhiyuan and Yue Zhenghong walked in side by side, their shoulders constantly bumping. On the surface, they were smiling, but in reality, they were secretly competing, each wishing to push the other out.

They had met when disembarking from their spirit boats. They didn't need to think to know each other's purpose. Having the same goal, conflicts naturally arose.

Yue Zhenghong gnashed his teeth and said, "You old geezer, why is your Baiyun Temple meddling in such matters? Is this something you can meddle in?"

Zhang Zhiyuan retorted, "Why can't I meddle? I happen to have a daughter, well-behaved and cute, a perfect match for Li Yi. I've even calculated it; our horoscopes are compatible. As for you, how old is your daughter? Is she going to be Li Yi's wet nurse?"

Yue Zhenghong argued, "How is it not suitable? Who cares about age? What matters is a proper match and talent. My daughter is cultured and sensible, perfect for taking care of Li Yi. And you, when did you suddenly get a daughter? Did you just adopt her yesterday?"