Li Yifei's reply made Qian Renxue pause.
Kill Tang Hao.
Kill Tang San.
Kill the Asura God.
She understood the logic.
It was just impossible to achieve.
Tang Hao was powerful and had the Chaotic Dance of the Eight Arms technique.
She feared she could only ask her grandfather for help to ensure victory.
Let alone Tang San and the most important mastermind behind the scenes, the Asura God.
He was one of the five God Kings, the strongest enforcer of the God Realm.
He was an existence she could not reach, now or even in the future.
She had no solution at the moment.
[???: I understand the logic, but... our strength is insufficient... Can you help us?]
Her reply carried a hint of helplessness and pleading.
She lowered her stance even further.
[Li Yifei: Oh? Then what is the price?]
[Li Yifei: What are you willing to offer?]
[Li Yifei: Remember, we're talking about the Asura God, one of the five God Kings of the God Realm. Too low a price and I can't do it.]
Li Yifei's words were direct and realistic.
Price.
Offer.
Indeed, that was the Asura God.
One of the God Kings of the God Realm.
What did the Spirit Hall possess that could be used as a reward to entice someone to confront a God King?
The position of the Angel God?
The position of the Rakshasa God?
Xue Qinghe quickly weighed her options.
It seemed only these two had enough weight to be considered.
But she couldn't decide their fate.
He wouldn't be unaware of this.
Xue Qinghe looked up and stole a glance at the man opposite her.
He still had his eyes closed, as if indifferent to her struggles.
But Li Yifei was still willing to talk to her.
This meant there was a price she could pay.
And he could help the Spirit Hall confront the Asura God because of it.
The position of the Pope of the Spirit Hall?
Previously, as the possessor of the Angel God's Legacy, she was naturally the undisputed choice for the next Pope.
But Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God broke this rule, introducing uncertainty.
However...
Xue Qinghe stole another glance.
At the handsome and mysterious powerful man before her.
With his help, securing the Pope's position would likely not be difficult.
But would just the Pope's position be enough?
Xue Qinghe asked herself honestly.
Clearly, it was not.
Then what about the positions of the Angel God and the Rakshasa God after securing the Pope's position?
It seemed that was the only way.
Xue Qinghe made her decision.
This was the greatest sincerity she could offer.
[???: If you are willing to help our Spirit Hall confront the Asura God and help me secure the Pope's position, I can promise you everything the Spirit Hall possesses, including the position of the Rakshasa God...]
The position of the Rakshasa God was already problematic.
Bibi Dong would likely be 'willing' to give it up.
After all, this was the price that must be paid to confront the ultimate fate.
And the position of the Angel God...
That was the most important thing to the Qian family.
Until the last moment, Qian Renxue did not want to give it up.
She stared intently at the chat interface.
Waiting for Li Yifei's reply.
Li Yifei slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Qian Renxue.
Those deep eyes were calm and unperturbed.
[Li Yifei: I don't quite like your current... stance. You may leave for now.]
Qian Renxue's fingers tightened suddenly.
The pages crumpled under her fingertips.
She felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Don't like the current stance?
Did he mean her identity as Xue Qinghe?
Or did he see through her current panic and humility?
Countless possibilities flashed through Qian Renxue's mind.
Each one made her feel suffocated.
The disguise she had maintained for over a decade felt as fragile as paper in front of this man.
Just as she was about to crumble, a new message appeared.
[Li Yifei: I will come find you tonight, and then we can discuss the cooperation with the 'real you'.]
Qian Renxue's pupils constricted.
The real you.
Those four words struck her like a bolt of lightning, dispelling the darkness in her heart.
He wanted to see Qian Renxue, not Xue Qinghe.
He wanted to discuss a real cooperation.
Qian Renxue's heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
[???: Very well, I will await Your Highness's arrival at the Crown Prince's residence.]
After sending this message, she closed the book, her movements still graceful and composed.
She stood up, straightened her clothes, and nodded slightly towards Li Yifei.
That is all, I shall take my leave first.
Her voice was gentle, with the courtesy befitting a Crown Prince.
She turned and left.
Her footsteps echoed on the library floor, growing fainter with each step.
Only after pushing open the heavy wooden door and exiting the library did Qian Renxue feel her body was hers again.
Her back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Outside, three academy instructors and a group of guards immediately approached her.
Your Highness, are you finished?
Yes.
Qian Renxue nodded, her voice calm.
Return to the palace.
The carriage started moving, its wheels rolling over the bluestone path.
Qian Renxue sat in the carriage, her eyes closed.
In her mind, that sentence echoed repeatedly.
I will come find you tonight.
The corners of her mouth curved into a barely noticeable smile.
At least, there was still a chance.
In the library,
Li Yifei looked away.
Ye Lingling remained stiffly in her seat, the book in her hands turned several pages, but her eyes were not focused on the words.
Her peripheral vision was fixed on Li Yifei.
His Highness the Crown Prince had actually taken the initiative to leave.
Moreover, His Highness's attitude seemed unusually respectful.
Ye Lingling's mind raced with countless guesses about Li Yifei's identity.
She wanted to ask.
But she didn't dare.
She could only continue pretending to read, stealing glances.
Li Yifei paid her no more attention.
His consciousness delved into the Chat Group.
The group was in an uproar because of Qian Renxue's appearance.
[Worlds Number One Princess: Is she gone? She didn't deceive you, did she, Yi Fei?]
[A Little Wild Goose: The Crown Prince personally came to find Yi Fei, such a grand occasion...]
[Little Fox Demon: So who is that??? after all? Why would the Crown Prince listen to her?]
[Is Jade Not Jade: Interesting, very interesting.]
Li Yifei did not reply again.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the Chat Group's upgrade notification.
Once the group chat activity progress bar reached full, it would trigger a group chat upgrade.
And now, the activity level had reached the critical point.
As expected,
Just as the girls were chattering, a golden light exploded in Li Yifei's mind.
Ding!
[Upgrade conditions met, upgrade Douluo Peerless Chat Group!]
It's here.
Li Yifei did not hesitate, his will touching the confirmation button.
Ding!
[Congratulations, Douluo Peerless Chat Group upgrade successful.]