Wei Qingye was, after all, still an immortal cultivator.
Besides, when Sword Cultivators calmed down, they could truly become almost cold-blooded.
Now that things had come to this, the important thing was to think of a solution.
He sat down naturally across from Li Ye and sighed softly. "It wasn't that I couldn't accept Senior Brother having the reality of husband and wife with Brother Li's spirit beast...
"It was simply that this was too absurd.
"Brother Li's spirit beast should have been something from within a painting, shouldn't it?"
When this matter was brought up, Li Ye had been rather surprised at first as well.
But after thinking it over carefully, he understood.
It was all because of Fellow Daoist Wen's miraculous constitution, the Ink Wash Gold Sand Body. It lay somewhere between a spirit beast and a spirit plant; it could even be called an alternative "Carefree Spirit City."
Just as he had originally guessed, as long as Fellow Daoist Wen wished it, he could give birth to an entire race by himself.
Wasn't the current Golden Ink Painting Fox exactly like that?
With that thought, he said, "Brother Wei, you know as well that this method of resurrection was already an unorthodox path to begin with, and I even modified it.
"If I'm not mistaken."
He looked toward Fellow Daoist Wen, who was happily tossing his daughter into the air as he played with her, and his voice lowered somewhat. "I fear that he can produce descendants with every spirit beast and spirit plant, and very easily at that—someone as clever as you should understand what I mean."
How could Wei Qingye fail to understand the deeper meaning behind those words?
Even with Li Ye and him as backers, an endless stream of "temptations" would still come