The Chat Group's Major Upgrade: The Asura God King Was Nothing

Li Yifei's reply made Qian Renxue's breath catch.

Kill Tang Hao.

Kill Tang San.

Kill the Asura God.

She understood the logic.

It was simply impossible.

Tang Hao was incredibly powerful and possessed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

She would probably have to ask her grandfather to act before she could be certain of defeating him.

Not to mention Tang San and the most important mastermind behind it all, the Asura God.

He was the strongest enforcer in the God Realm, one of the Five Great God Kings.

He was someone she could not reach now, or even in the future.

Right now, she had no solution at all.

[???: I understand the logic, but... we're not strong enough... Can you help us?]

Her reply carried a trace of helplessness and pleading.

She lowered her stance even further.

[Li Yifei: Oh? Then what is the price?]

[Li Yifei: What offer are you willing to make?]

[Li Yifei: You should know that is the Asura God, the God Realm's strongest enforcer and one of the Five Great God Kings. I can't do it if the offer is too low.]

Li Yifei's words were direct and realistic.

The price.

The offer.

That was right, it was the Asura God.

One of the God Realm's God Kings.

What did Spirit Hall possess that could serve as compensation and draw a powerful expert into fighting a God King?

The Angel God's Godhood?

The Rakshasa God's Godhood?

Xue Qinghe swiftly weighed her options.

It seemed only those two held enough weight to negotiate with.

Yet neither of those things was hers to decide the ownership of.

He could not possibly be unaware of that.

Xue Qinghe raised her head and secretly glanced at the man across from her.

His eyes remained closed, as though he were indifferent to all her struggles.

Yet Li Yifei was still willing to negotiate with her.

That meant there was a price she could pay.

And he could help Spirit Hall oppose the Asura God because of it.

The position of Pope of Spirit Hall?

Before this, as the inheritor of the Angel God, she had naturally been the unquestioned choice for the next Pope.

But Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God had shattered that ironclad rule and introduced uncertainty.

However...

Xue Qinghe glanced at him again.

The handsome, mysterious, and powerful man before her.

With his help, taking the Pope's position presumably would not be difficult.

But was the position of Pope alone truly enough?

Xue Qinghe questioned herself.

Clearly, it was not.

Then, after obtaining the position of Pope, the Angel God's and Rakshasa God's Godhood?

It seemed that was the only way.

Xue Qinghe made her decision.

This was the greatest sincerity she could offer.

[???: If you are willing to help Spirit Hall oppose the Asura God and help me obtain the position of Pope, I can promise you everything Spirit Hall possesses, including the Rakshasa God's Godhood...]

The Rakshasa God's Godhood had problems to begin with.

Bibi Dong would presumably be "willing" to hand it over.

After all, this was the price that had to be paid to oppose their ultimate fate.

And the Angel God's Godhood...

That was the Qian Family's most important possession.

Unless it came to the very end, Qian Renxue did not want to hand it over.

She stared fixedly at the chat interface.

Waiting for Li Yifei's reply.

Li Yifei slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Qian Renxue.

Those deep eyes were so calm that not a single ripple stirred within them.

[Li Yifei: I don't really like your current... posture. Go back first.]

Qian Renxue's fingers suddenly tightened.

The pages wrinkled and warped beneath her fingertips.

She felt as though an invisible hand had seized her heart, making even breathing difficult.

He did not like her current posture?

Was he referring to her identity as Xue Qinghe?

Or had he seen through her panic and humbleness at this moment?

Countless possibilities flashed through Qian Renxue's mind.

Every one of them left her suffocating.

The disguise she had maintained for over a decade was as fragile as paper before this man.

Just as she was nearly unable to hold herself together, a new message appeared.

[Li Yifei: I'll come find you tonight. Then we'll properly discuss cooperation with the "real you."]

Qian Renxue's pupils abruptly contracted.

The real you.

Those four words were like lightning, tearing apart the haze in her heart.

The one he wanted to see was Qian Renxue, not Xue Qinghe.

What he wanted to discuss was genuine cooperation.

Qian Renxue's heartbeat regained its rhythm.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

[???: Very well. I shall await your arrival at the Crown Prince Palace.]

After sending that message, she closed the book, her movements still elegant and composed.

She rose to her feet, adjusted her robes, and gave Li Yifei a slight nod.

"Then I shall not disturb you further. I will take my leave."

Her voice was gentle and carried the courtesy expected of a Crown Prince.

She turned and left.

Her footsteps echoed across the library floor, one step after another, gradually fading away.

Only after pushing open that heavy wooden door and leaving the library did Qian Renxue feel that her body belonged to her again.

Her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Outside, the three education committee members and a group of guards immediately came up to greet her.

"Your Highness, have you finished reading?"

"Yes."

Qian Renxue nodded, her voice calm.

"Return to the palace."

The carriage set off, its wheels rolling over the bluestone road.

Qian Renxue sat inside the carriage and closed her eyes.

That sentence echoed repeatedly in her mind.

I'll come find you tonight.

The corner of her lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile.

At least there was still a chance.

Inside the library.

Li Yifei withdrew his gaze.

Ye Lingling was still sitting stiffly in her original spot. She had turned several pages in the book in her hands, but her eyes were not focused on the words at all.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Li Yifei.

The Crown Prince had actually taken the initiative to leave.

And the Crown Prince's attitude had seemed excessively respectful.

Countless new possibilities regarding Li Yifei's identity arose in Ye Lingling's mind.

She wanted to ask.

But she did not dare.

She could only continue pretending to read seriously while secretly observing him.

Li Yifei paid her no further attention.

His consciousness sank into the Chat Group.

The group had completely exploded because of Qian Renxue's appearance.

[World's Number One Princess: Did she leave? Did she leave? Brother Yifei, she didn't trick you, did she?]

[A Little Goose: The Crown Prince personally came to see Yifei. What a grand display...]

[Little Fox Demon: So who exactly is that ??? Why would the Crown Prince listen to her?]

[Is Jade Not Jade: Interesting. This is becoming more and more interesting.]

Li Yifei did not reply again.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the Chat Group's upgrade prompt.

Once the group chat activity progress bar filled completely, it would trigger a group upgrade.

And now, the activity level had reached its critical point.

Sure enough.

Just as the women chattered away in discussion, a golden light exploded within Li Yifei's mind.

Ding!

[Upgrade requirements met. Upgrade Douluo Peerless Chat Group?]

It was here.

Li Yifei did not hesitate and touched the confirmation button with his thoughts.

Ding!

[Congratulations. Douluo Peerless Chat Group has met the upgrade requirements. Upgrade successful.]