Chapter 130 Qian Xunji: Father, do you want a wife?
That day.
When Qian Xunji stepped down from the dragon carriage, Ye Tingyu had been waiting for a long time. She looked sad and seemed to have encountered something.
"Patriarch Ye, it's been a long time!"
Qianxun spoke up quickly.
Ye Tingyu nodded, forcing a smile, and said, "Your Holiness, would you like to have a drink?"
"I'd be happy to oblige!"
Qianxun rushed down the road.
Looking at Di Tian, who had transformed into human form, Ye Tingyu said, "I really envy His Holiness the Pope. Not only is he powerful himself, but his subordinates are also ridiculously strong!"
"Then why don't you join the Spirit Hall too?"
Qianxun said quickly.
Ye Tingyu shook her head, "No... Nine-Heart Begonia... it's not allowed..."
Qian Xunji looked at Ye Tingyu in surprise. It was the first time he had ever heard of a martial soul that did not allow it. Could it be that the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul possessed sentience?
Ye Tingyu said, "The Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul is unparalleled in healing, but it can only exist independently in the world, otherwise it will suffer a backlash!"
"I've never heard of this rule before!"
Qian Xunji didn't care whether the rule was true or not. In the end, the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul could only be possessed by one person, and given its stringent conditions, it was difficult for it to become a force to be reckoned with.
Seeing that Qian Xunji didn't press the matter, Ye Tingyu finally smiled.
"This is fine, it's good enough to stay overnight even if we drink too much!"
Ye Tingyu suddenly stopped and looked at a hotel.
Qian Xunji nodded: "Okay, let's do it this way!"
In the blink of an eye.
The two sat down, and on the large round table were only two small dishes to accompany the drinks; the rest were all wine jars…
Qian Xunji watched Ye Tingyu drink one glass of wine after another, his fingers rubbing the wine glass. How could he not see Ye Tingyu's obvious behavior?
She just wanted to get herself drunk!
"Drink up! Why aren't you drinking?!"
Seeing that Qian Xunji hadn't moved, Ye Tingyu immediately spoke up.
Qianxun quickly said, "Come on, drink!"
After several rounds of toasts, Ye Tingyu felt that drinking from small wine cups wasn't enough, so she picked up a large jar of wine and started drinking it all at once. Her bold and unrestrained manner made Qian Xunji take a second look at her.
Thump!
Ye Tingyu put down the wine jar and said, "Your Holiness, I really envy you! I wish I had your strength. I could shut up all those old folks in my family who are pressuring me to have children!"
"You haven't even found a man yet, why are you pressuring me to have a baby?" Qian Xunji said helplessly.
Ye Tingyu propped her head up with her hand, two blushes appearing on her face. "Hehe, those old guys don't care at all, they're so annoying!"
"So you asked me to drink with you today, is it to relieve your loneliness or to make me 'that man'?" Qian Xunji looked at Ye Tingyu with amusement, waiting for Ye Tingyu's answer.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingyu looked at Qian Xunji and after a long while said softly, "As expected of His Holiness the Pope, nothing can be hidden from you!"
Sudden.
Ye Tingyu stood up, walked to Qian Xunji and sat down in front of him, hooking her arms around his neck.
"Instead of looking for other men, I'd rather look for you, Your Holiness the Pope. I wonder if Tingyu would have the honor of serving you?"
After drinking, Ye Tingyu became unusually bold, in no way inferior to Bibi Dong, but her boldness was mixed with a girlish shyness...
Qian Xunji grasped Ye Tingyu's restless hand and asked, "Have you thought it through?"
"Well, besides, didn't Bibi Dong forbid me from getting close to you? I'll just have to, I'll make her furious!"
Ye Tingyu pulled open Qian Xunji's clothes and stared blankly at Qian Xunji's muscular chest.
As she slowly brought her hand closer, I felt a sudden, electric shock-like sensation...
Seeing this, Qian Xunji picked up Ye Tingyu and placed her on the bed...
After one night.
Qian Xunji slowly opened his eyes. Ye Tingyu was lying shyly in Qian Xunji's arms. Last night, her boldness was no less than Bibi Dong's!
"What's wrong? Is that valiant female general from last night tired today?!"
Qianxunji teased.
Ye Tingyu blushed and said, "Who said that?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she leaped back into battle, only to find herself in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat as the enemy retreated...
When Qian Xunji and Ye Tingyu parted ways and returned to the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu gave him a disgruntled look.
"Father, what kind of look is that?"
Qianxun asked urgently.
Qian Daoliu let out a heavy sigh and said, "You found another woman?"
"Father is quite well-informed!" Qianxun said with a smile.
Qian Daoliu said irritably, "Can't you focus more on strengthening the Spirit Hall? You've already had three women. Which Spirit Hall Pope is like you?"
"That's because they're not good enough!" Qian Xunji said casually.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and then spoke with a smile.
"Father, how about... I find you a wife too? I remember you had a suitor when you were young, named Poseidon, right?"
Qian Daoliu's expression froze for a moment, and a feeling of embarrassment welled up inside him. He said in a low voice, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? How old am I!"
"Besides, Poseidon is now the High Priestess of the Sea God and can't leave Sea God Island, and I can't leave the Spirit Hall either. How can we be together?!"
Chihiro laughed and said, "So that means, if given the chance, you still want to be with Poseidon?!"
"You little rascal, how come you're dragging me into your business every day?"
Qian Daoliu said irritably.
At this point, Qian Daoliu could say nothing more and turned to walk towards the offering hall.
Qian Xunji patted his chest and said, "Father, leave this matter to your son!"
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, appearing indifferent, and returned to his room in the offering hall.
He took out a scroll from a hidden corner and slowly unfurled it, which depicted Poseidon in his youth.
"It's been a long time since we last saw each other. You must still be as beautiful as before!"
"My son said today that he wants you to be my wife. That guy, he really dares to dream!"
"However... I can't see through this kid either. He's incredibly strong. Maybe... he really does have some kind of way?"
Qian Daoliu gently stroked the portrait in front of him, his face full of tenderness, as if he were stroking Poseidon herself.
"Back then, you said you could become a god, so you went to find that person. As a result, Tang Hao disappeared, and we both became high priests, trapped within this area for life..."
"well..."
Qian Daoliu let out a sigh, slowly closed the portrait, and turned to look in the direction of Seagod Island...
At this moment, he noticed that Di Tian's enormous figure was floating in the air, pulling Qian Xunji's dragon chariot, which had also grown to the size of a palace, and flying rapidly towards the direction of Seagod Island.
Qian Daoliu immediately stood up excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation.
He stood by the window, waiting for Qian Xunji to return so he could go out immediately.
But when he saw Qian Xunji return on her own, he immediately glared at her in annoyance, and then returned to his palace without saying a word.
"What's wrong with this old man?"
Qianxun asked in confusion.
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