Ye Han offered her the Immortal Herb, the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid.
In the original story, Qian Renxue had infiltrated Heaven Dou just after turning nine.
At the time, her Soul Power had been level twenty-eight or twenty-nine at most.
She had been undercover for six years now and was already fifteen.
Judging by the fact that she only reached level seventy at twenty-nine during the Heaven Dou Palace Coup,
she had gained, at the absolute most, just two levels a year during her years undercover.
From this, it was certain that Qian Renxue's current Soul Power Level was close to forty.
Even so, she far surpassed any genius, which showed just how terrifying her talent was.
Had she been allowed to focus on cultivating in Spirit Hall, she probably would have become a god by twenty-nine!
Giving her an Immortal Herb now would undoubtedly provide her with the greatest help, making up for the cultivation she had fallen behind on.
"An Immortal Herb!"
Everyone present was instantly shocked, their eyes sparkling.
Especially Qian Daoliu and the two elders, Snake Lance and Pufferfish.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that Ye Han still possessed an Immortal Herb!
"An Immortal Herb as a token of love?!"
Qian Renxue stared in surprise at the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid Ye Han offered her.
The Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid was a white flower shaped like an orchid with eight petals.
It was snowy white and crystalline throughout, with pale golden stamens that gave it a lofty, otherworldly air.
It exuded a rich fragrance that cleared the mind and invigorated the spirit with a single whiff.
Ye Han nodded gently and explained,
"Big Sister Xue'er, this Immortal Herb is called the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid."
"Its medicinal properties are mild and mellow. It strengthens your foundation, nourishes your essence, and expels impurities from your body."
"If I'm not mistaken, your Soul Power Level should be close to forty now, right, Big Sister Xue'er?"
"Taking this Immortal Herb will advance your cultivation further, without any side effects."
Hearing that the Immortal Herb had such effects, Qian Renxue was astonished.
Then, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she accepted it with surprise and emotion shining in her eyes.
Immediately afterward, she gently removed the golden ornament from her forehead and offered it to him with a tender smile.
"Xiao Han, this is my favorite forehead ornament. I've worn it since I was little."
"Now, I'm giving it to you as our token of love, too."
Ye Han reached out to accept it, then examined it.
The ends of the ornament curved slightly upward, like a pair of tiny wings.
Two exquisite gemstones were set in the center, a larger one above and a smaller one below.
Intricate, mysterious patterns were carved into it, and it carried the same fragrance as Qian Renxue.
"It's beautiful! I'll carry it with me every day from now on!"
"When I unite the continent and marry you someday, Big Sister Xue'er, I'll put it back on you!"
Ye Han's words carried a measure of childlike innocence and resolve.
Warmth welled up in Qian Renxue's heart. She continued stroking Ye Han's head and smiled tenderly.
"Xiao Han, I believe in you. I'll wait for that day."
As she spoke, her eyes were filled with admiration and anticipation. She thought highly of this future live-in husband.
The sight also filled Qian Daoliu and the two male elders present with immense gratification.
They had all watched Xiao Xue grow up, and naturally hoped she would have a happy future.
"..."
Watching this, Ling Yuan felt something she could not put into words, but she quickly composed herself.
Even as envy, jealousy, and resentment filled Xiao Wu's heart, she frantically told herself that none of this was real.
This was all a plan her master was carrying out to dismantle Spirit Hall from within!
That was right! This was part of the plan!
"Oh, right, Grandpa."
Qian Renxue suddenly remembered something, her pretty face turning solemn.
"According to what Elder Ghost Leopard said earlier, you're planning to appoint Xiao Han as the Holy Son, correct?"
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly at her words.
"That's right, Xiao Xue. Do you have any thoughts on this?"
Qian Renxue nodded, her expression thoroughly serious.
"Grandpa, word of this reached the Heaven Dou Imperial Family several days ago."
"They reacted strongly. They even convened a meeting overnight to discuss it, intending to eliminate Ye Han in secret."
At these words, both Qian Daoliu and Ling Yuan were shocked. Ye Han, however, had a vague suspicion. This was probably Yu Tianheng's handiwork.
Sure enough, Qian Renxue continued,
"The person who disclosed this was the young clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan-Yu Tianheng!"
"It has already drawn serious attention from the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. So we cannot rush the appointment of the Holy Son right now."
"Once my position as crown prince is completely secure and I have a say in directing the empire's actions, it won't be too late to appoint Ye Han as the Holy Son."
"That process will take at least two years!"
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, everyone immediately understood the advantages and disadvantages involved.
Especially now that both of Ye Han's Martial Souls had become near-divine Martial Souls.
Appointing Ye Han as the Holy Son now would likely put Spirit Hall on the back foot.
At this thought, Qian Daoliu glanced at Ye Han and sighed helplessly, with no other choice.
"Mm, I understand. Then we'll postpone it for two years and wait for word from you before acting."
Ye Han pursed his lips. A two-year delay was quite good, too.
Those two years would be just right for improving his compatibility with the Dragon God's Three Supreme Treasures.
When he was appointed the Holy Son two years later, it would be time to undertake the Dragon God's Fourth Trial!
After Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu talked a little longer, today's meeting came to an end.
Ye Han and his party left the hotel, boarded their carriage, and immediately set off back to Spirit Hall.
They now needed to return to Spirit Hall as quickly as possible and convene a meeting to discuss postponing the Holy Son's appointment.
Of course, they also needed to discuss the fact that both of Ye Han's Martial Souls had advanced to near-divine Martial Souls.
Qian Renxue, just you wait. You can only be my woman!
Ye Han gazed through the carriage window at the hotel gradually receding into the distance and silently swore to himself.
Swish... swish, swish, swish...
The carriage traveled down the broad street, the buildings on either side flying backward.
"Hyah!"
Just then, two carriages happened to approach from ahead, passing Ye Han's carriage.
As the carriages passed each other, a breeze blew open the other carriage's curtain, revealing the scene inside.
Hmm! This is-!
Ye Han looked closely and saw a beautiful, graceful, and richly dressed woman seated inside.
Her long blue-white hair was arranged in an exquisite updo, exposing her slender, snow-white neck.
Her face bore dignified, delicate makeup, displaying her nobility, refinement, and elegance to the fullest.
Her perfectly ripe, exquisite figure was tightly wrapped in a silver, slit court gown.
A pair of slender, snowy-white, jade-like legs was exposed to the air, captivating the heart and stirring the soul.
Even Bibi Dong, the Supreme Pontiff herself, could not match the nobility she exuded.
Ye Han instantly recognized that familiar face. She was none other than Tang Hao's younger sister.
Tang Hao's younger sister!
The mistress of Moonlight Pavilion-Tang Yuehua!
Ye Han silently repeated the name, flames of anger involuntarily igniting in his eyes.
Tang Yuehua was Tang Hao's own younger sister. Naturally, he would not let her off.
Just wait until you pay the price for what your brother Tang Hao has done!
With those words, the corners of Ye Han's lips curled into an evil, mocking smile.
In the future, he would make sure to torment her slowly, letting Tang Hao taste the pain of losing a loved one!
But... how could he torment such a temptingly exquisite, mature young beauty for the greatest satisfaction?
Thinking of certain splendid methods, the wicked curve of Ye Han's lips deepened, brimming with anticipation.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Tang Yuehua also happened to look out the window, meeting Ye Han's gaze.
The instant their eyes met, her mature, delicate body shuddered violently, as though she were staring straight at a demon.
After several more days of travel,
Ye Han and his party finally returned to Spirit City.
After a night's rest, Spirit Hall urgently convened a meeting.
Having just awakened from a pleasant dream, Ye Han was taken by Ling Yuan to attend the meeting.
(End of chapter)