Qian Renxue: My Little Husband, Do You Think I Should End My Covert Operation?

Li Qing's gaze, tinged with a hint of malice and appraisal, lingered on the shapely curves of Qian Renxue for only a fleeting moment. Yet, how could someone as sharp as Qian Renxue fail to notice?

Coupled with the brazen, irreverent thoughts she had just heard in Li Qing's mind regarding spanking, she was now like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, wary of any look directed her way by him.

She sensed the landing point of that gaze almost instantly, and her exquisite face flushed crimson in a heartbeat, as if stained by the most vibrant sunset glow on the horizon.

She whipped her head around, her violet eyes swirling with a mix of shame, annoyance, and warning as she glared fiercely at Li Qing. Biting her lower lip, her expression seemed to scream, "You dare?!"

"Ahem..." Caught red-handed, a rare flash of awkwardness crossed Li Qing's face. He hurriedly coughed twice, shifted his gaze away, and pretended to look at the Sea God Statue as if he weren't the one who had just been measuring his future wife's backside with his eyes.

Tsk, she's quick to react.

He muttered to himself, Looks like I'll have to be more careful; this woman's perception is no joke.

Qian Renxue: "..."

Hearing his unapologetic inner monologue, her chest heaved with indignation, yet she was helpless to do anything about it. She could only mentally add another tally to Li Qing's account—lecherous gaze, improper intentions, crime compounded!

Just you wait... Hmph!

Watching this young couple, who had only just established their betrothal, already exchanging glances, a complex emotion flickered in Bo Saixi's eyes, though she quickly suppressed it.

As Li Qing's only elder present, she felt it necessary to steer the conversation back on track.

She stepped forward gracefully, her gaze sweeping over Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue before settling on Li Qing. Her voice returned to its usual ethereal and gentle tone as she asked, "Qian Daoliu, since the marriage is settled and both divine beings have borne witness, when do you intend to return to Martial Soul Hall? And when is the formal wedding for these two children planned?"

Bo Saixi's question was practical.

An engagement is one thing, but a wedding is another.

Although the descent of the gods had bestowed an unparalleled halo upon this union, the worldly rituals and subsequent arrangements still needed to be finalized.

Hearing this, the excitement on Qian Daoliu's face subsided slightly. He pondered for a moment before replying, "There is no rush for the wedding. Both children are still young, especially Li Qing, who is only twelve. We can wait until they are older, their feelings are more stable, and their cultivation has reached a certain level before holding a grand ceremony. As for returning to Martial Soul Hall..."

He paused, glanced at his granddaughter beside him, and added with a hint of imperceptible gravity, "I fear we cannot stay on Sea God Island for long. Xue'er has... a very important matter on the mainland that has reached a critical stage and requires her attention. She cannot be away for too long."

"Oh? A very important matter?" A flicker of curiosity crossed Bo Saixi's beautiful eyes.

For Qian Daoliu to place such importance on it—even with the Angel God having clearly signaled that the inheritance of the godhood was close at hand—it must be no small affair.

Qian Daoliu hesitated.

The infiltration plan for the Heaven Dou Empire was one of Martial Soul Hall's highest secrets; logically, it should not be disclosed to outsiders.

But now that the two families were allied by marriage, and Bo Saixi was the High Priestess of Sea God Island, she was, in a sense, one of their own.

Moreover, if this succeeded, it would have a massive impact on the future landscape of the mainland, and Sea God Island, as an ally, had the right to know.

He looked at Bo Saixi, then at Li Qing, and finally decided there was no need to hide it. He lowered his voice, ensuring only the four people in the hall could hear:

"This matter concerns the future landscape of the mainland. Xue'er has used a special soul bone skill to disguise her identity, and currently... she is the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe."

"What?!" For the first time, an unconcealable shock appeared on Bo Saixi's exquisite face!

Her deep blue eyes widened instantly, and she looked at Qian Renxue with utter disbelief.

Disguised as the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire?

A young girl of only twenty, lurking in the power center of an enemy nation and playing such a vital role!

What kind of intellect, courage, and acting ability did this require?

And the risks involved must be astronomical!

Bo Saixi had always known Qian Renxue possessed peerless talent and a profound background, but she had merely viewed her as a top-tier genius girl, carefully nurtured and perhaps a bit proud.

But at this moment, she realized she had vastly underestimated this girl.

To execute such a heaven-defying plan and successfully maintain the disguise for years without being discovered—this level of forbearance, wisdom, and capability was far beyond that of an ordinary genius!

No wonder...

Bo Saixi realized in her heart, No wonder she possesses a god-level martial soul and extremely high innate soul power, yet her current soul power level is only a notch above Little Qing's. It turns out she has poured the vast majority of her energy into this thrilling game of infiltration and strategy. Cultivation, by contrast, became secondary.

This realization changed Bo Saixi's perception of Qian Renxue once again.

This girl not only possessed top-tier hardware, but her temperament, intellect, and audacity were equally terrifying.

Li Qing's previous complaints about her having a poor brain and making clumsy moves were likely biased.

At the very least, in terms of infiltration, disguise, and political maneuvering, Qian Renxue had demonstrated extraordinary ability.

After the shock subsided, Bo Saixi quickly grasped the crux of the matter. She frowned slightly, looked at Qian Daoliu, and spoke with a hint of warning and concern: "The Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire... this plan is clever, but the risks are immense. Once exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Now that the Angel God has descended and clearly expressed the intent of inheritance, for this girl, inheriting the godhood is the top priority. This infiltration plan... could it be considered for suspension or alternative arrangements?"

In Bo Saixi's view, compared to achieving godhood and gaining eternal life and power, the throne of a mere worldly empire was insignificant.

To delay or even jeopardize the inheritance of a godhood for the sake of power in a secular empire was simply putting the cart before the horse.

Qian Daoliu did not answer immediately, instead casting his gaze toward the center of the matter—his granddaughter, Qian Renxue. His eyes held both inquiry and a willingness to let her decide.

As a grandfather, he naturally wanted his granddaughter to be safe and to ascend to godhood as soon as possible.

But as the High Priestess of Martial Soul Hall, he also understood the significance of this plan to their organization.

More importantly, he respected Qian Renxue's own choices and judgment.

This plan had been Qian Renxue's own initiative from the very beginning, a project into which she had poured countless efforts.

Feeling the gazes of her grandfather and Bo Saixi, Qian Renxue also snapped out of her earlier mental confrontation with Li Qing.

Her stunning face returned to a state of calm, though the flush of shyness and excitement had yet to fully fade from her cheeks.

She did not answer Bo Saixi's question immediately, instead turning slightly to cast her violet eyes—which seemed to hold both the stars and infinite wisdom—toward the black-haired youth beside her, with whom she had just pledged a betrothal.

A captivating smile, tinged with a hint of playfulness and curiosity, suddenly tugged at the corners of her lips as she asked in a voice that was soft yet clear, "My little husband..."

The address made Li Qing's mouth twitch slightly; he was not quite used to it, but seeing the mix of tenderness and provocation in Qian Renxue's gaze, he did not speak up to refute her.

"What do you think..."

Qian Renxue continued, her tone casual as if she were merely asking a passing question: "What will I do? Shall I heed Senior Bo Saixi's well-intentioned advice, end the plan for the Heaven Dou Empire, and return to Martial Soul Hall to prepare for my God Trial? Or... shall I continue my life as Crown Prince until I achieve my goal?"