"That kind of blessing?"
The Pure Holy Spirit's lovely lips parted slightly as she said,
"That would be equivalent to re-blessing an entire bloodline and making you the progenitor of the Qinghui Bloodline. It's an extremely taxing affair."
"That's exactly what I want. Do you find that difficult?"
Westheid raised an eyebrow. 'Is this unworthy ancestor of mine just being stingy with the Holy Spirit Power she uses to maintain her garden?'
Given the Pure Holy Spirit's heaven-defying nature, it was entirely possible. In that case, Westheid would have to be the one to lay down the law.
He couldn't let their relationship sour, so he had to find a way to assert his dominance while also making the Pure Holy Spirit submit willingly.
'Should I give her one good pounding? Or two? Or maybe three?'
'A good pounding it is!'
However, the stunningly beautiful, white-haired girl simply narrowed her eyes, sized up Westheid, and nodded with delight.
