Chi Yu said solemnly, "I understand. I'll counsel Senior Brother Xuanji. Thank you for the warning, Venerable."
Shangshan gazed deeply at him, rolling his prayer beads between his fingertips, and said slowly, "Good, then."
He wanted to ask Chi Yu to dispel Xuanji's hostility while he was at it, but even with the words on the tip of his tongue, he could not bring himself to say them.
The Buddhist Sect had already done everything it could. All that remained was to let nature take its course.
Pondering what Venerable Shangshan had said, Chi Yu wandered outside Xiaoqiu's Sleeping Palace, only to see Xie Xiyi pushing Xiaoqiu in a wheelchair as he basked in the sun outside.
Chi Yu stopped in his tracks, a faint smile involuntarily touching his lips.
Xiaoqiu's energy was slowly returning. He had slept for five hundred years after being gravely injured, but time had had little effect on him, so he could still talk to Xie Xiyi as he always had. "Your Highness, will you have Aotian-ge bear a child?"
Dao Companions of the same sex could also have children, though nurturing one required a considerable amount of vital blood from both parties.
When Xie Xiyi said dirty things in bed about having Chi Yu bear him a child, they were just words. Even if they could have one, Xie Xiyi had no intention of nurturing a child.
He could barely tolerate even the fact that Chi Yu had family he cared about in another world. How could he possibly create a child who shared both their bloodlines?
Xie Xiyi disdained to voice the convoluted thoughts behind this, so he merely said in an indifferent tone, "No."
"What a shame," Xiaoqiu said. "I thought that if you had a child, I could look after it