Qian Renxue: Wind and Snow Go Well Together

Ying Chengfeng did not continue chatting with Qian Renxue.

Instead, he walked toward the interior of the house.

At this moment, his mother, Ji Qingyi, was sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, cultivating.

Noticing Ying Chengfeng enter, Ji Qingyi stopped her cultivation.

"Mother."

Ying Chengfeng called out, saying, "I plan to go help Yu Feiyan obtain her second soul ring."

"No rush." Ji Qingyi smiled gently. "What are your thoughts on Little Xue'er?"

"Hm?" Ying Chengfeng tilted his head.

Ji Qingyi continued, "Strictly speaking, you are nineteen, and Little Xue'er is eighteen."

"Do you not have any romantic feelings for Little Xue'er?"

"Should I?" Ying Chengfeng shook his head and chuckled.

Ji Qingyi was exceptionally serious as she said, "Is Little Xue'er not good enough?"

Hearing this, Ying Chengfeng looked up at the ceiling.

What should he do when he was speechless?

After pondering for about half a minute, Ying Chengfeng finally said, "We'll talk about it later."

Ji Qingyi said in a tone of exasperated disappointment, "Once Little Xue'er grows up a bit more, there will be plenty of people chasing after her."

"Have you thought about what will happen when Little Xue'er returns to Martial Soul Hall?"

"If the elders find out what you have done, will they let you off?"

"You have no second path; you can only make Little Xue'er the person closest to you."

"Only by having her completely entrust her heart to you will she be able to keep this secret."

"Think about it carefully."

Ying Chengfeng fell into deep thought.

Of course, he had thought about all of this.

To keep this secret, he could actually choose to kill Qian Renxue.

But he could not bring himself to do it.

He could not commit such an unbenevolent, unjust, and disloyal act.

Ying Chengfeng sighed softly and said, "I will consider it."

Immediately, he walked out of the house.

Qian Renxue walked up to meet him.

"What did you say to Mother Ji Qingyi?" Qian Renxue asked curiously.

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned. "Mother... Ji Qingyi?"

"Yes." Qian Renxue said as if it were only natural, "Mother Ji Qingyi told me to call her that."

"Suit yourself." Ying Chengfeng was speechless once again.

She's too eager, oh my god.

Things seemed to be developing in a direction he could not understand.

Was Qian Renxue ignoring even her own mother with this attitude?

Ying Chengfeng looked at her seriously and asked, "Do you know what the characteristics of a Six-Winged Angel are?"

Hearing this question, Qian Renxue was stunned.

It seemed no one had ever told her.

Ying Chengfeng then said, "Justice, divinity, and solemnity."

"And then?" Qian Renxue tilted her head to look at Ying Chengfeng.

"Do you think you possess these three characteristics?"

"Why should I possess these three characteristics?" Qian Renxue said.

Ying Chengfeng fell silent.

In his impression, before he had come into contact with Qian Renxue.

The Qian Renxue in his heart did not possess these three characteristics.

Of course, it seemed she still did not have them now.

"However, I have things I want to pursue." Ying Chengfeng looked up at the sky.

Qian Renxue also looked up at the sky, reaching out her hand to catch a snowflake.

"I know."

"You like the wind because the wind is free, and you like freedom."

"I like it too."

"Do you like snow?" Qian Renxue asked.

"For now, I suppose I do," Ying Chengfeng said.

Qian Renxue revealed a faint smile and said, "Don't you think wind and snow are a perfect match?"

After saying this, she turned her head away in embarrassment and asked again, "Why do you think an angel must be righteous, holy, and solemn?"

"Intuition." Ying Chengfeng didn't know how to explain it.

Qian Renxue continued, "But a Six-Winged Angel like that would lose so much, wouldn't they?"

"If that were the case, I wouldn't want to be any kind of angel."

Her gaze became resolute as she quietly watched Ying Chengfeng's profile.

Ying Chengfeng continued to look up at the sky; today, it was blue and white.

After a long while, Ying Chengfeng finally turned his head to look at her.

Meeting his gaze, Qian Renxue said, "I feel like you have some sort of preconceived prejudice against me."

Ying Chengfeng laughed in surprise. "What makes you say that?"

Qian Renxue struck a thoughtful pose and said, "Sometimes when you look at me, you always shake your head for no reason."

"Is it possible that I just think you're a bit silly?"

"I am indeed a bit silly." Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him. "If I weren't, I wouldn't have been tricked by you into the Dream Space, nor would I have followed you around so muddle-headedly."

Qian Renxue bit her lip and said, "So, you have to take responsibility for me."

"How do you want me to take responsibility?" Ying Chengfeng looked at her.

Qian Renxue thought for a few seconds before saying, "I haven't decided yet."

"Then don't decide too quickly," Ying Chengfeng said, walking over to a thick pile of snow.

"Do you want to build a snowman?" Ying Chengfeng asked her.

Qian Renxue walked over and said, "You teach me."

"Alright."

And so, the two of them crouched beside the thick snow pile to build a snowman.

Qian Renxue's manual skills were still a bit lacking.

The snowman she built was square and chubby, barely recognizable as a person.

"This is you." Qian Renxue stuck a twig into the snowman's mouth area.

She then looked at the snowman Ying Chengfeng had built nearby, which was significantly more refined.

"Is this me?" Qian Renxue asked.

"..." Ying Chengfeng really didn't know how to answer that for a moment.

Qian Renxue was being a bit dramatic today.

Compared to the snowmen the two of them had built, Shui Bing'er, who was not far away, had also joined in.

Shui Bing'er directly used her soul power to carve a life-sized Ying Chengfeng out of ice.

She then said to Ying Chengfeng and Qian Renxue, "Your snowmen are both terrible."

Qian Renxue looked at the ice sculpture Shui Bing'er had made and said indignantly, "Just trying to show off, aren't you?"

"That's an infringement of portrait rights, hey," Ying Chengfeng also chimed in.

Seeing Ying Chengfeng speak up for her, a triumphant smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face.

"When is she leaving?" Qian Renxue didn't want to see Shui Bing'er anymore.

Ying Chengfeng thought for a moment and said, "It should be soon."

That group from Skywater Academy had already been gone for a day.

It was likely that Skywater Academy would send someone to pick up Shui Bing'er by now.

It was unlikely that Skywater Academy would let a genius soul master wander around outside.

Besides, Shui Bing'er was a direct descendant of the Shui family.

Sure enough, just as it turned dark, two women dressed in Skywater Academy uniforms arrived.

"Bing'er, come back with us." A woman with a cold and aloof temperament spoke to Shui Bing'er.

Shui Bing'er didn't make any unnecessary movements; she only glanced at Ying Chengfeng.

Then she asked, "Which academy are you from? Or rather, which family do you belong to?"

At this moment, the cold woman also looked at Ying Chengfeng.

She pondered for a moment before saying, "If you are willing, our Skywater Academy can admit you all as an exception."

Before coming here, this cold and aloof woman had likely learned something about Ying Chengfeng and his group.

Although their origins were unclear, she knew for certain that they were very strong.

Ying Chengfeng, however, replied without a second thought, "I am not willing. Take her and leave quickly."

The cold woman did not force the issue, pulling an unwilling Shui Bing'er away.

"Finally gone," Ying Chengfeng sighed.

With Shui Bing'er here, it was inconvenient for them to take any action.

But now that she was gone, they could go and obtain their spirit rings.