Only the Older Ones Know How to Pamper!

She tried to keep her tone as stern as possible, attempting to make Li Qing retreat in the face of difficulties: "My age! I am over a hundred years older than you! By worldly standards, I am more than old enough to be your great-grandmother!"

On the Douluo Continent, although spirit masters enjoyed long lifespans, the age gap in marriage was usually not that significant; a difference of a few to a dozen years was generally considered acceptable.

A gap of over a century, like the one between her and Li Qing, was simply unheard of—it was scandalous!

Bo Saixi assumed that bringing up this massive age chasm would be enough to make any normal youth shrink back.

However, she clearly underestimated the extent of Li Qing's abnormality, as well as his extremely open-minded views on love and marriage, which he had brought from another world.

Upon hearing her words, Li Qing did not show any signs of retreat, embarrassment, or shock. Instead, his eyes lit up fiercely—shining even brighter than they had when he heard the name Qian Renxue!

He even leaned forward excitedly, his face beaming with a bright, "I understand" smile, and said in a tone that suggested it was only natural:

"Over a hundred years older? Isn't that even better?!"

To him, the so-called age difference didn't matter at all. After all, once he became a god, what did this little bit of time even amount to?

One day in the God Realm was a year in the mortal world.

Bo Saixi was completely stunned upon hearing this, her wide eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment: "???" (Better? How is that better?!)

Li Qing ignored the expression on Bo Saixi's face, which looked as if she had seen a ghost, and continued to hold forth. He even began counting on his fingers, looking perfectly serious: "Sister, have you ever heard the saying, 'A woman three years older is like holding a golden brick'? You're over a hundred years older than me, so that means... wouldn't I be holding dozens of golden bricks? This just proves how capable I am! Only someone with true strength can hold so many golden bricks!"

Bo Saixi: "..." (She felt like she was suffocating. What kind of twisted logic was this?!)

Li Qing grew more enthusiastic as he spoke. Watching Bo Saixi's cheeks flush with shame and anger, and seeing her blue eyes look somewhat dazed from the shock, his desire to tease her grew even stronger. His tone became even more sincere: "Besides, Sister, I've also heard it said that older women know how to cherish people! Look at you—gentle, considerate, beautiful, generous, and powerful. You're the High Priestess of Sea God Island, a person of noble status. I just happen to like someone like you!"

Bo Saixi: "!!!!!!!"

She was completely rattled!

Utterly flustered!

It felt as if ten thousand Demon Soul Great White Sharks were rampaging and roaring in her mind!

Her face was so red it looked like it might bleed, her heart hammered like a war drum, and even breathing became difficult.

Having lived for over a hundred years, she had heard countless compliments and praises. Even Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had once expressed their admiration for her in subtle ways, but never... never had anyone spoken to her as directly, as absurdly, and as... bafflingly as Li Qing had!

Older women know how to cherish people?

He likes someone like her?

What was all this nonsense? What on earth was inside this child's head?!

Had he broken his brain from cultivating?

Bo Saixi felt her thoughts come to a complete standstill, utterly unable to process the preposterous situation before her.

She looked into Li Qing's eyes—eyes that were clear, yet to her, currently filled with an evil light—and listened to his string of twisted logic. She felt a wave of heat rush from the soles of her feet to the top of her head; she felt like she was about to start smoking.

She... she was the High Priestess of Sea God Island!

She was a Peerless Douluo revered by thousands!

She had lived for over a hundred years... well, although she had never been in a relationship, she was certainly not some naive little girl who knew nothing!

But why, in front of this twelve-year-old brat, did she feel that all her experience, all her dignity, and all her composure were melting away like snow under the sun?

Shame, panic, absurdity, helplessness... and a faint, lingering trace of an strange feeling—one she dared not examine too closely—at being confessed to so passionately, all swirled together in her heart like a shaken bottle of mixed emotions.

"You... you..." Bo Saixi pointed at Li Qing, her finger trembling. She pointed for a long time, but couldn't get a single word out.

She wanted to scold him for his nonsense, wanted to lecture him for his lack of respect for his elders, wanted to project the dignity of the High Priestess...

But looking at Li Qing's "don't you agree that I make sense?" expression, all her words were stuck in her throat.

In the end, all her emotions manifested as a near-collapse, a soft cry laced with a tremor.

Her chest heaved violently, the perfect curves swaying before Li Qing's eyes, her delicate body trembling from extreme embarrassment.

"You... you had better prepare yourself! They... they will be here very soon!"

Having dropped this line, which was squeezed through her teeth and carried absolutely no intimidation, Bo Saixi could no longer maintain the composure of the High Priestess. She turned and fled as if escaping, lifting her skirt and rushing out of the Sea God Hall at several times her usual speed, leaving behind only a panicked red silhouette and the faint, lingering scent of her fragrance in the air.

Li Qing stood where he was, watching the direction in which Bo Saixi had disappeared. He blinked, the sincere expression on his face slowly fading, replaced by a cunning and playful smile.

"Such a big reaction? It seems she isn't entirely indifferent after all..."

He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself: "However... Qian Renxue is coming? This is truly... getting more and more interesting."

At this moment, Bo Saixi, having fled the hall in a disheveled state, was leaning against a cold pillar outside. Her jade hand pressed against her rapidly heaving chest, trying to calm a heartbeat that felt as if it were about to burst from her ribcage.

The flush had not yet faded from her beautiful face, and her blue eyes were filled with confusion, shame, and a panic she had never known before.

She... she had just been teased by a twelve-year-old child?

And she had been left speechless, forced to flee in a panic?

Having lived for a century, this was the first time Bo Saixi had felt such profound doubt about her own self-perception.

Her pride—her composure, her wisdom, her dignity—had proven utterly fragile in front of that little guy who played by his own rules.

And... most importantly, when Li Qing said those ridiculous things and held her hand, why was it that, beneath the shame and anger, she had actually felt... a trace of an indescribable flutter?

This discovery left Bo Saixi even more distraught.

"What has come over me..." she whispered. The sea breeze brushed against her burning cheeks, but it could not blow away the chaos in her heart.

Qian Renxue... Li Qing... a political marriage...

And that little guy's absurd yet righteous marriage proposal...

The path ahead seemed even more intricate and complex than she had ever imagined.