The hem of her dress was embroidered with intricate Six-Winged Seraphim Patterns in golden thread, shimmering with flowing light as she moved.
Her brilliant golden hair cascaded like a waterfall, falling smoothly to her ankles.
She wore no jewelry, yet her peerless face was itself the most dazzling treasure in the world.
Sacred, noble, inviolable.
Yet at this moment, that sacredness was tinged with an undisguisable trace of nervousness and unease.
She had been waiting here for a long time.
From dusk until deep into the night.
The scene in the library earlier that day kept replaying in her mind.
That man had effortlessly torn apart the disguise she had maintained for more than a decade.
And just as effortlessly, he had given her a glimmer of hope to change her fate.
Tonight's meeting would determine Spirit Hall's future, as well as her own.
What kind of attitude should she take 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 reveal her truest self, and the side of herself she was proudest of, as her greatest show of sincerity.
The candlelight in the bedchamber suddenly flickered gently.
A breeze came from nowhere, stirring the gauze curtains by the window.
Qian Renxue's breathing caught as she abruptly turned around.
Several meters behind her, a figure appeared out of thin air without warning, silent as a shadow melded into the night.
Li Yifei stood where he was, appraising Qian Renxue before him.
Golden hair cascaded like a waterfall, while a Gilded Long Dress outlined her perfect curves.
Her peerless face, illuminated by candlelight, was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Not bad. This is much more pleasing to the eye."
Li Yifei nodded, his tone calm.
Qian Renxue's breath hitched slightly, and her nervousness eased somewhat.
She raised her head, her golden eyes meeting Li Yifei's directly.
"Please, sit."
Qian Renxue gestured with her hand, her voice regaining some of the composure befitting the Angel God's inheritor.
The two sat down on the soft couch in the bedchamber.
Qian Renxue picked up the teapot and personally poured tea for Li Yifei.
Her movements were elegant and respectful.
Li Yifei accepted the teacup but did not drink, 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 an unmistakable seriousness.
Li Yifei did not answer immediately.
He leaned back against the soft couch, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.
"Tang San and the Asura God are obstacles to me as well."
"So I can help you."
Qian Renxue's eyes instantly lit up, but she quickly suppressed the excitement in her heart.
"Then what is the price?"
There was a trace of nervousness in her voice.
"What do you need? Godhood? Resources? Or..."
Li Yifei raised a hand to interrupt her.
"I need some spatial items."
He paused.
"Later, I might need to return to My World to bring back some weapons and the like. I need spatial items to store them."
Qian Renxue froze for a moment, then her eyes brightened even further.
"Alright, no problem!"
She immediately rose to her feet.
"I'll give the orders shortly. It's just that Spatial Soul Tools are rather precious, so it may take some time."
"That is fine."
Li Yifei waved his hand, signaling that she need not worry.
Qian Renxue let out a sigh 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 amounts of resources.
But he only wanted spatial items.
The price was unbelievably small.
"As for the Godhood you mentioned earlier."
Li Yifei's voice rang out again.
Qian Renxue's heart immediately leaped into her throat.
"You should keep your Godhood for yourselves. I do not need your Godhood."
Qian Renxue was stunned.
Her lips parted, but she did not know what to say.
He did not need Godhood?
That was the only path to becoming a god.
Qian Renxue's expression was filled with surprise.
Godhood was something countless Soul Masters dreamed of, yet he did not want it?
"However, I need to study your Godhood."
Li Yifei added.
"Study it?"
Qian Renxue's voice was clearly bewildered.
She only knew that Godhood could be inherited.
She had never heard of studying Godhood.
Godhood was something intangible and elusive. How could it be studied?
A thought flashed through Qian Renxue's mind.
Godhood is currently within Bibi Dong and me.
So when Li Yifei says he wants to study Godhood... would it not be more accurate to say that he wants to study us?
Study...
A flush instantly spread across Qian Renxue's cheeks.
She secretly lifted her eyes and stole a glance at Li Yifei.
His handsome features were flawless.
His strength was as mighty as that of a god.
And then there was his God-tier Martial Soul of time and space.
He was undoubtedly the best possible choice for a husband.
Qian Renxue's heartbeat began to quicken.
Her thoughts began to wander beyond her 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 do not even mind Bibi Dong. It should not be a problem for one child to take my surname, right?
Qian Renxue bit her lip.
She gathered her courage, raised her head, and looked Li Yifei straight in the eye.
"The Qian Family's direct line now consists of only me."
Her voice was soft, yet resolute.
"So... can I have more children, then let one child 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 did this suddenly jump to having children?
He looked at Qian Renxue's flushed face and fell into a brief silence.
Being lovestruck really was powerful.
Ordinary people simply could not keep up with that train of thought.
Li Yifei silently complained to himself.
But he did not refuse.
"Sure. Whatever makes you happy."
Qian Renxue's face turned even redder. She lowered her head, her hands tightly clutching her skirt.
Her heart felt as though it were about to leap out of her chest.
He had agreed.
He had really agreed.
Seeing Qian Renxue blushing fiercely, Li Yifei understood that haste made waste, so he rose to his feet and said,
"It is getting late. I should leave as well."
Qian Renxue rose with him.
"I'll see you off."
Li Yifei looked at her.
Thanks to Qian Renxue's lovestruck mind doing the heavy lifting today, the distance between them had suddenly closed by who knew how many steps.
He extended a hand and pulled Qian Renxue into his arms.
Qian Renxue's body instantly stiffened, but she did not struggle.
Li Yifei lowered his head and lightly pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"Alright, there is no need to see me off."
His voice sounded beside Qian Renxue's ear.
"Train hard. Do not let your cultivation stagnate any longer because of impersonating Xue Qinghe."
"Remember, strength is what matters most."
He paused.
"Also, using Whale Rubber can increase your physical strength and help you absorb Soul Rings more effectively."
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