The disciples from Little Diamond didn’t know what to do. Though they were just a tiny sect, if their sect master wanted a dao companion, she still had to be a cultivator.

Even the weakest cultivators rarely married mortals. After all, they were from two separate worlds.

“What type of girl do you have in mind?” He smiled while staring at the aunt.

“...” His fellow members exchanged glances, speechless.

An older disciple secretly pulled Li Qiye’s sleeve in order to remind him about his status.

“There are many.” The aunt’s eyes flashed brightly as she responded: “I”m not exaggerating but I have...