Researching Divine Positions? Qian Renxue: Can I Have a Few More Children?

Intricate Six-Winged Seraphim Patterns were embroidered onto the skirt with golden thread, shimmering brilliantly with her movements.

Her radiant golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, soft and smooth as it fell to her ankles.

She wore no jewelry, yet that peerlessly beautiful face was itself the most dazzling treasure in the world.

Sacred, noble, inviolable.

Yet at this moment, beneath that sanctity lingered a trace of undisguised nervousness and unease.

She had been waiting here for a long time.

From dusk until deep into the night.

The scene from the library during the day kept replaying in her mind.

That man had effortlessly torn apart the disguise she had maintained for over a decade.

And just as effortlessly, he had given her a sliver of hope to change her fate.

Tonight's meeting would determine Spirit Hall's future, as well as her own.

What sort of demeanor should she use when facing him?

The pride of the Angel God's inheritor? Or the weakness of someone seeking help?

She did not know.

She could only present her truest, and proudest, side as her greatest show of sincerity.

The candles in the bedchamber suddenly flickered gently.

A breeze blew in from nowhere, stirring the gauze curtains by the window.

Qian Renxue's breath caught as she abruptly turned around.

Several meters behind her, a figure appeared out of thin air without warning, as silent as a shadow blending into the night.

Li Yifei stood where he was, studying Qian Renxue before him.

Her golden hair flowed down like a waterfall, while the Gilded Long Dress outlined her flawless figure.

Beneath the candlelight, that peerlessly beautiful face was breathtakingly gorgeous.

"Not bad. This is much easier on the eyes."

Li Yifei nodded, his tone calm.

Qian Renxue's breathing stalled slightly, and her tense emotions eased a little.

She raised her head, her golden eyes meeting Li Yifei's directly.

"Please, sit."

Qian Renxue gestured with one hand, her voice recovering some of the composure befitting the Angel God's inheritor.

The two sat down on the cushioned couch in the bedchamber.

Qian Renxue picked up the teapot and personally poured Li Yifei a cup of tea.

Her movements were elegant and respectful.

Li Yifei accepted the teacup but did not drink from it, merely setting it beside him.

His gaze rested on Qian Renxue as he waited for her to speak.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and folded her hands over her knees.

"I want to know what it would take for you to stand with us and help us deal with the Asura God?"

Her voice was soft, but it carried a seriousness that could not be ignored.

Li Yifei did not answer immediately.

He leaned back against the couch, lightly tapping the armrest with his fingers.

"Tang San and the Asura God are obstacles to me as well."

"So I can help you."

Qian Renxue's eyes instantly lit up, though she quickly suppressed her excitement.

"Then what is the price?"

There was a trace of nervousness in her voice.

"What do you need? A divine position? Resources? Or..."

Li Yifei raised a hand, cutting her off.

"I need some spatial storage items."

He paused.

"I may need to return to My World later to bring back weapons and such. I need spatial storage items to carry them."

Qian Renxue froze for a moment, then her eyes shone even brighter.

"Alright, no problem!"

She immediately rose to her feet.

"I'll give the order shortly. It is just that spatial Soul Tools are quite precious, so it may take some time."

"No matter."

Li Yifei waved a hand, signaling for her not to worry about it.

Qian Renxue let out a breath of relief.

She had originally thought Li Yifei would make harsher demands.

For example, demanding control over some of Spirit Hall's authority, or asking for vast quantities of resources.

Yet all he wanted were spatial storage items.

The price was unbelievably small.

"As for the divine positions you mentioned earlier."

Li Yifei spoke again.

Qian Renxue's heart instantly rose to her throat.

"You should keep those divine positions for yourselves. I don't need your divine positions."

Qian Renxue was stunned.

Her lips parted, but she did not know what to say.

He did not need divine positions?

Those were the only path to becoming a god.

Qian Renxue looked rather surprised.

Divine positions were things countless Soul Masters dreamed of obtaining, yet he did not want them?

"However, I need to study your divine positions."

Li Yifei added.

"Study them?"

Qian Renxue's voice was filled with obvious confusion.

She only knew that divine positions could be inherited.

She had never heard of studying divine positions.

Divine positions were intangible things. How could they be studied?

A thought flashed through Qian Renxue's mind.

The divine positions are currently on Bibi Dong and me.

So when Li Yifei says he wants to study divine positions... wouldn't that mean he wants to study us?

Study...

Qian Renxue's cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

She secretly lifted her eyes and glanced at Li Yifei.

His handsome features were beyond reproach.

His strength was as mighty as a god's.

And he possessed that God-tier Martial Soul of time and space.

He was undoubtedly the ideal husband.

Qian Renxue's heartbeat began to quicken.

Her thoughts started wandering out of control.

If our children could inherit his dual Martial Souls of time and space...

Then the Qian Family would gain two more God-tier Martial Souls.

No, this should be negotiable, right?

I don't even mind Bibi Dong. It shouldn't be a problem for one child to take my surname, right?

Qian Renxue bit her lip.

Gathering her courage, she raised her head and looked straight at Li Yifei.

"The Qian Family has only me left in its direct line."

Her voice was soft, yet resolute.

"So... can I have a few more children, and let one take my surname and inherit the Qian Family?"

Li Yifei's fingers stopped on the armrest.

He froze for a moment.

A huge question mark flashed through his mind.

Why had this suddenly jumped to having children?

He looked at Qian Renxue's crimson cheeks and fell into a brief silence.

Love-brained people really are powerful.

Ordinary people can't keep up with their train of thought.

Li Yifei silently grumbled to himself.

But he did not refuse.

"Sure. As long as you're happy."

Qian Renxue's face reddened further. She lowered her head and tightly clenched her skirt in both hands.

Her heart felt as though it were about to leap out of her chest.

He had agreed.

He had really agreed.

Seeing Qian Renxue blush so intensely, Li Yifei understood that haste made waste, so he rose to his feet.

"It is getting late. I should leave as well."

Qian Renxue stood up too.

"I'll see you out."

Li Yifei looked at her.

Thanks to Qian Renxue's love-struck mind working overtime today, their relationship had suddenly advanced by who knew how many steps.

He extended his hand and pulled Qian Renxue into his embrace.

Qian Renxue's body instantly stiffened, but she did not struggle.

Li Yifei lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek.

"Alright, no need to see me out."

His voice sounded beside Qian Renxue's ear.

"Train hard. Don't let your cultivation stagnate because of impersonating Xue Qinghe anymore."

"Remember, strength is what matters most."

He paused.

"Also, using Whale Rubber can strengthen your body and allow you to absorb soul rings more effectively."