Hearing Lin Qian's question, a middle-aged female worker hurried forward. "Lord Lu, Lord Tang, and Lord Zhuge are all busy at the back."
Hearing the female worker's report, Lin Qian nodded and said, "Lead the way."
As soon as Lin Qian's voice fell, the female workers in front of him scattered. The middle-aged female worker bent her knees and bowed, then turned around and walked into the depths of the courtyard, leading the way.
Not long after following behind the female worker, Lin Qian arrived at the backyard of the mansion.
In the back yard, three people hurriedly walked out of the large and tightly closed hall and bowed to Lin Qian.
"Zhuge Ming pays his respects to Your Majesty!"
One of them was the Prime Minister of the Hua Xia Empire, Zhuge Ming, who was in charge of the Ministry of Heavenly Works.
The other two were a man and a woman.
The man wore a leather suit specially made by the craftsmen. Judging from the material of the leather, it was obvious that it was more valuable. He also carried more tools with him.
The man looked middle-aged, with two small mustaches above his lips and a shrewd look on his face.
Beside him was a woman in a brocade dress. Her posture was dignified. When she bowed to Lin Qian, she stretched out her hands, her ten slender and long fingers.
"Lu Gong pays his respects to Your Majesty."
"Tang Zhi pays his respects to Your Majesty."
Lin Qian nodded slightly and gestured for the three to rise.
Lu Gong was good at casting and led the craftsmen. Tang Zhi was good at weaving and led the female workers. The entire Ministry of Fire Works was run by the two of them.
After rising, Zhuge Ming greeted Lin Qian with a smile, "I believe Your Majesty is here to see how the gift for the Empress is coming along?"
Lin Qian nodded and walked straight into the hall. "How's the progress? There's not much time left."
As they spoke, Lin Qian also entered the hall. It was pitch-black in front of him except for the flickering lights in the center.
Lu Gong, who had followed him in, quickly lit the lamps. Only then did Lin Qian see that all the windows in the hall had been nailed shut and covered with a black curtain.
"Your Majesty, we were just experimenting with the effects. Because it's not complete yet, we can only use a tiny amount of soul power to stimulate it. The effect isn't obvious, and we can only observe it by blocking the sunlight." Tang Zhi came to Lin Qian's side and explained in detail.
Lin Qian looked at the gift in the middle of the hall and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. If Xin 'er gets this gift, she will definitely be very happy."
Lu Gong bowed and said, "It is our duty to fulfill His Majesty's orders and make Her Highness happy."
Staring at the gifts prepared for Ye Xin in the center of the hall, Lin Qian asked with a smile, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"
"Your Majesty, I have only contributed a little in this matter. Lu Gong and Tang Zhi have contributed a lot. Please reward us, Your Majesty." Zhuge Ming quickly spoke up after Lin Qian's words.
Lin Qian nodded silently, then looked at Lu Gong and Tang Zhi. "My two beloved subjects, what reward do you want? Speak up."
Lu Gong and Tang Zhi quickly bowed, but said that they did not dare to ask for a reward because of their insignificant contributions.
Hearing their excuses, Lin Qian shook his head in amusement. "How about this, the reward is too cliché. Your positions aren't that poor anyway. I will reward you with a seven day holiday. You don't have to do anything during these seven days. Just rest as much as you want, along with the craftsmen. "
Lu Gong and Tang Zhi were stunned when they heard the reward. Then, they fell to their knees in ecstasy. "On behalf of everyone, I thank Your Majesty for your grace."
When the Hua Xia Empire came to this world, many aspects of it had been assimilated. For example, it produced soul power and martial souls.
Naturally, the equipment and armors used in the past had to be modified. Recently, Lin Qian had sent over many books, allowing the Hua Xia Empire to have a breakthrough in their research.
The huge workload made the Department of Fire Works toil day and night, and they were exhausted.
Without Lin Qian's orders, they would not have dared to rest. Even if they did not rest, they would not complain.
However, Lin Qian's reward was a huge gift.
Zhuge Ming did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could only say that his Majesty was willful enough.
"Anyway, I do not need so many troops now. Furthermore, it is not a war, so there is no need to work so hard." Lin Qian had Zhuge Ming step forward. "Strike a balance between work and rest, understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhuge Ming stepped forward and bowed.
"Inform me when you are done." With that, Lin Qian's body flashed with a white light, and he disappeared on the spot. He had left the Hua Xia Empire.
After Lin Qian left, Zhuge Ming looked at Lu Gong and Tang Zhi. He smiled and said, "Initially, you did not dare to mention it, but His Majesty personally brought it up and let you rest for seven days. Hahaha."
"I am flattered that His Majesty is so considerate." Lu Gong sighed, his tone filled with gratitude.
"That's right. We have to quickly tell the ladies about such good news." Tang Zhi was also smiling like a flower. He turned around and left.
Seeing this, Zhuge Ming laughed and shook his head. "This Lord Tang is really impatient. Shouldn't he treat me to a drink for such a good thing?"
"Of course, of course. Let's go to my residence." Lu Gong grabbed Zhuge Ming, and the two of them left in a flash of white light.
When Lin Qian returned to his bedroom, it was already night.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lin Qian closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation. He activated the Emperor Technique.
In the Dantian, the Soul Power that was originally like a vast nebula had disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a fog-like Soul Power.
The spots of Soul Power that were originally scattered and rotated together like a nebula.
After breaking through to the Nirvana Realm, the concentration of the Soul Power in his body had completely increased, causing the Dantian Soul Power to be like a fog.
However, there were two flashing lights in the thick fog of Soul Power. One was a reddish-gold lightning, and the other was a whitish-blue cold air.
They were the Thunder Night Sword and the Cloud Sword.
After Lin Qian entered a state of cultivation, his mind calmed down. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to become stronger.
On the second day, the arena was already very lively. Many inner sect disciples had gathered.
These inner sect disciples were all walking towards the ninth arena. Their goal was obvious. They were here for the battle between Lin Qian and Ding Zhirong.
"Guys, who do you think will win the battle between Ding Zhirong and Lin Qian?"
"It's hard to say. Lin Qian is very strange, but I'm afraid Ding Zhirong is even better."
"Why do you say that?"
"Zhao Haiming has already said that he's not as good as Ding Zhirong."
"That's impossible. Zhao Haiming is the number one inner sect disciple. How strong is Ding Zhirong?"
"Ding Zhirong is here!"
After someone exclaimed, a figure jumped into the arena from outside the wall of people and landed steadily on the ninth arena.
The young man had short hair and sharp eyebrows. He was somewhat handsome, but there was a centipede-like scar on his face. It was a little frightening.
This person was Ding Zhirong.
Ding Zhirong wore a calm expression. He was wearing a black outfit. When he arrived at the dueling ring, he stood there with his eyes closed, waiting quietly.
"Young Emperor Lin Qian is here!" Suddenly, a protective voice rang out from among the inner sect disciples. The crowd parted.
Parting the crowd, Lin Qian walked at the front. Lei Qian and the Thunder Tribe followed closely behind.
Lin Qian walked towards the arena. Lei Qian and the Lightning Tribe stopped near the arena and looked up.
When Lin Qian walked onto the arena, Ding Zhirong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him.
After a while, Ding Zhirong spoke. However, the contents of his words were earth-shattering.
"I'm not as good as you. The battle is canceled."
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