The side hall was silent. Emperor Jiajing looked at the incense burner. Huang Jin walked over quietly, leaned against the incense burner, and pushed it forward as if lying down.

His face turned bright red, but the incense burner remained completely still.

"Can it truly make me immune to all diseases and restore my health?" Emperor Jiajing stared at Li Changzhou.

Going to the moon, turning the city lights into a fire dragon, and killing the evil dragon—these are all fantastical, but ultimately, what do they have to do with the Jiajing Emperor himself?

Which of the true masters and eminent scholars he appointed were not capable of ascending to heaven and descending to earth, moving mountains and overturning seas?

And what was the result? For him, it only made him a little more virile at night; it couldn't even cure some of his illnesses.

If they weren't harboring wishful thinking, what difference would there be between these people and his imperial physicians?

Now, Li Changzhou claims that he will be immune to all diseases and possess divine power, something that has never happened before and no Taoist priest could do.

One’s own bravery is not very important to the emperor. The ruler of the world, lying on his bed and barely breathing, can turn the world upside down with a single word.

But as a man, no one can resist immense strength.

Moreover, there is the ability to resist all diseases. The weaker a person's body is, the more they understand the importance of health—even ordinary people know this when they have mouth ulcers or toothaches.

“Power is just a side detail,” Li Changzhou said with a calm smile. He flicked his sleeve and said, “The main purpose is to regulate His Majesty’s body and then learn the Daoist arts.”

"If this succeeds, I will grant you the authority to lead all Taoist sects in the land, and you may freely peruse the Taoist scriptures in the Imperial Treasury!"

"From now on, we are fellow Daoists, Your Majesty," Li Changzhou said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist?" Emperor Jiajing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist, what a fine fellow Daoist! A fellow Daoist who seeks immortality!"

After Emperor Jiajing finished laughing, Li Changzhou began his plan.

"I have a breathing technique that allows one to absorb the spiritual energy of the entire land of China, as well as the power of the sun and moon. Your Majesty should go to the moon to cultivate for one hour each day, breathing in the air towards China for fifteen days to establish the foundation of your Dao."

"Breathe in the land of China." Emperor Jiajing repeated, nodding as he spoke, for only such spirit was worthy of him.

"In addition, Your Majesty may select a few palace maids and eunuchs to go with you."

"Can eunuchs and palace maids go to heaven?" Emperor Jiajing asked.

Li Changzhou smiled and said, "Even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother need to be served."

The Jiajing Emperor ordered Huang Jin to select five eunuchs and five palace maids.

At this moment, Li Changzhou whispered to Emperor Jiajing, "Your Majesty, it is quite a pleasure to engage in sexual relations in the Moon Palace."

Emperor Jiajing's heart skipped a beat.

In the past, when Taoist priests advised him to cultivate Taoism, they would always remind him to avoid women. But Emperor Jiajing wanted to enjoy women while simultaneously achieving immortality.

Li Changzhou's suggestion really struck a chord with him.

At this point, the Jiajing Emperor became somewhat uneasy: "Can one be close to women during the fifteen-day foundation-building period?"

"All things in heaven and earth are born from the interaction of yin and yang, and even immortals are no exception. As long as it is done in moderation, drinking and making merry are perfectly acceptable."

He wasn't lying; he wasn't talking about anything in the universe, but rather about mating on the moon.

Under one-sixth of Earth's gravity, mating would be much easier, and you could try all sorts of positions.

Hmm—if the moon becomes open to tourism from Earth in the future, besides the 'moon rabbit menu,' this could perhaps be used as a promotional tool.

There are now three projects: 'Moon Rabbit Menu', 'Improving Couples' Life' (that's how it's advertised, but it's also available to non-couples), and 'If you love her, take her to the moon' (which is specifically designed to scam men out of their money).

They can also swindle money from artsy young people, promising things like spontaneous interstellar trips.

Li Changzhou let his thoughts wander while waiting for the Jiajing Emperor to make a decision.

Of course, it's not a question of whether or not to do it, but rather with whom. The harem may not have three thousand beauties, but it still has seventy or eighty, plus a huge number of palace maids recruited to refine elixirs. Anyone would hesitate in that situation.

"Consort Xuanduan, Lady Shang."

Li Changzhou, accompanied by the Jiajing Emperor and his retinue, was teleported directly to the moon.

Ignoring the stunned concubines and palace maids, Li Changzhou taught Emperor Jiajing a breathing technique he had developed the previous night.

The only use of this breathing method is to speed up the body's absorption of nutrients.

As the Jiajing Emperor sat cross-legged, breathing in the air towards the earth, Li Changzhou flicked his right finger in his sleeve, and a bead of blood shattered into an invisible mist.

Blood beads cannot grant supernatural powers, but they can cure Emperor Jiajing of all diseases and prolong his life.

Given Emperor Jiajing's constitution, which was constantly taking aphrodisiacs, his health would show significant improvement once he began practicing breathing exercises and absorbing blood mist.

Even those concubines and palace maids who did not use breathing techniques would experience a slight improvement in their health.

This would give Emperor Jiajing the illusion that everything on the moon is good, that only on the moon can one cultivate Taoism, that staying on the moon can bring longevity, and that only Li Changzhou could bring him to the moon.

Standing on the moon, Li Changzhou gazed at the blue Earth. Emperor Jiajing was not in the palace at this time, so he could take advantage of the opportunity to take all the Taoist books away.

But there's no need for that.

The most important thing is to transcend tribulation and become an immortal. No matter how many Taoist arts you learn, you will never be a match for a human immortal.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

Inside the Chaotian Palace, Black Bird continued to peruse Taoist scriptures.