Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

“So soon?”

Han Li was slightly startled and realized that the review had taken quite a bit of time, so he said, “Bring them over, never mind, take them to Fragrance Garden.”

Although Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin were nominally his concubines, they had not yet been married into the family, and there hadn’t been a formal meeting. A direct meeting in his bedroom would be inappropriate and could make them feel disrespected.

Han Li was curious, as the previous appearances of Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin were all disguises, so just how stunning must their true appearances be?

At the same time, Han Li was also curious as to why the two sisters had not joined a Sect.

He could tell that the sisters were young, with one at the early stage of the Pihai Realm and the other at the later stage of the Innate Realm; their cultivation talent must be at least seventh-grade.

With such cultivation talent, they would have more than qualified to join the Leizhou Sects like Tianxuan Mountain, which meant there must be some hidden story.

Fragrance Garden.

This was one of the three gardens built after the Han Family’s expansion. It featured three artistic styles and was not small in size, containing many buildings.

Fragrance Garden used water as its centerpiece, with mountains and water intertwining, exquisite halls and pavilions, and lush flowers and trees, exuding a rich literary temperament. It was one of Han Li’s favorite places to spend time.

As he walked over, from afar he saw two stunning beauties leaning in Begonia Pavilion, admiring the landscape, occasionally whispering and sharing in hushed tones.

The beauty on the left was dressed in fluttering purple garments, her figure graceful and tall, her skin creamy, her features picturesque, her eyes like autumn waters, as if a Heavenly Immortal had descended to earth.

Her lips were thin, corners slightly upturned with a hint of a melancholy smile.

Her voice was cool and soft, irresistibly drawing people in; her appearance was so radiant that she seemed to outshine pearls and make jade grow dull, possessing an unparalleled elegance.

The beauty on the right was no less stunning, like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with its unique charm.

She was dressed in a yellow palace skirt, her pupils like jewels, her cheeks round and luminous, her brows curved, her nose pert and high, her black hair falling naturally, soft and sleek, her beauty beyond compare.

Her skin was smooth and flawless, her demeanor cute and naive, gentle and well-behaved. She radiated a faint fragrance, her figure truly that of a “wet nurse.”

Hearing footsteps, Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin both looked towards the entrance of the Fragrance Garden and saw Han Li, dressed in brocade and looking handsome and refined, approaching.

Lin Yiwu pursed her lips, looking at the approaching figure without speaking, her expression somewhat complex.

“Sister.”

“It was this brother who rescued me. We talked quite a bit on the way, he’s knowledgeable and can discuss anything at length.”

Lin Yiyin extended her delicate, jade-like hand to tug at Lin Yiwu’s sleeve, her face showing excitement with a naive expression.

“Hmm.”

Lin Yiwu replied coolly, wondering how to tell her sister that they both had become this man’s concubines.

Lin Yiwu was incredibly shocked by Han Li’s strength. Although she had requested Han Li’s help to rescue Lin Yiyin, she hadn’t held much hope.

After all, Cui Pingyu was a Great Master at the later stage of the Gangyuan Realm, notorious with many victories to his name. And Han Li? He was practically unknown, with the outside world unaware that he was a Great Master of the Gangyuan Realm.

But she had no other choice. Asking Han Li for help offered a glimmer of hope; otherwise, Lin Yiyin’s fate would be miserable and her life wouldn’t be long.

Han Li’s demand was outrageous, wanting both sisters to marry him as concubines. After much consideration, Lin Yiwu still agreed.

Whether he could marry both sisters depended on whether Han Li was fortunate enough. If he failed to rescue Lin Yiyin, he would at best be gravely injured, or at worst, dead. Then she would have to leave the Han Mansion and devote herself to cultivation, seeking revenge for her sister in the future.

To her surprise, Han Li had truly succeeded and even killed Cui Pingyu without exposing his identity, pinning the blame on the head of the White Lotus Cult.

Was he really a Great Master at the Peak of the Gangyuan Realm? Had it all been an act before?

Thinking that the outside world was spreading that the old ancestor of the Han Family was merely at the fifth level of the Pihai Realm when he actually was at the peak of the Gangyuan Realm, Lin Yiwu felt she had guessed the truth.

Han Li was too low-profile, and his talent was also very good, the alleged last-minute breakthrough due to poor talent was all a ruse Han Li deliberately displayed to the outside world.

“Are you two settling in well here?”

Arriving at the Begonia Pavilion and looking at the two peerless beauties within reach, a gentle smile appeared on Han Li’s face.

Glancing at Lin Yiwu, Han Li naturally knew of her little schemes; he also had confidence, well, a ninety percent certainty before he went to rescue them. If any unexpected variables arose, he would not care too much and would simply run away.

Even if Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin were sisters, and even if they would become his concubines after the success of their plan, even if they both had great cultivation talent, and beauty unmatched…

Yet none of these compared to his own life.

Going through hell and high water for a goddess, doing all sorts of dirty and tiring work, risking life and limb, various styles of bootlicking, and even risking one’s own life—Han Li claimed he couldn’t do that, as he always put himself first.

He had ambitions too; since this world offered eternal life and he possessed a golden finger, then he wanted to stand at the pinnacle of this world, to live a long and eternal life, forever immortal.

Without invincible power, he naturally couldn’t afford to take risks lightly—for death would make everything naught; without invincible power, as long as he lived long enough, he could outlive those supreme beings, and in the end, it would still be him standing at the peak.

Under normal circumstances, he would stay in Lingjun City and wouldn’t venture out recklessly, unless the benefits were substantial and there was a great chance of success, or else Han Li would resolutely stay at home and never take the risk.

Lin Yiwu was somewhat reserved. Before she could speak, Lin Yiyin started chattering nonstop, not treating Han Li as an outsider.

“It’s quite nice here.”

“There are people to serve us, it’s been many years since we’ve had that, and those maids and guards are all very polite to us.”

“Compared to the Cui Manor, this place is like a prison; not free at all, and there was no one to talk to.”

“Your Han Mansion is really big, housing many people, and the scenery is quite nice too…”

Lin Yiwu pursed her lips, not speaking. She was somewhat worried that her sister couldn’t accept all this.

But now they had no choice. Han Li had taken a risk to rescue Lin Yiyin, and it was time for them to fulfill their promise, or else they would seriously offend a Great Master at the peak of Gangyuan Realm.

Would Han Li let them leave?

Lin Yiwu thought it impossible. Putting herself in his shoes, if she were Han Li, she wouldn’t agree either.

“If you were to stay here in the future, would you be willing?”

Looking at her delicate and lovely face, displaying an innocent charm, Han Li asked with a smile.

Han Li felt he was quite democratic, asking for their opinions. As for whether he would agree, was that important?

Lin Yiyin’s little head tilted as she blinked and said, “I’m willing.”

“But you have to protect me and my sister well. I don’t want us sisters to experience our past lives again.”

Lin Yiwu’s delicate body trembled, she glanced at Lin Yiyin, then turned her head to the side, tears glistening in her eyes.

Lin Yiyin reached out to hold Lin Yiwu’s hand tightly, not saying a word.

Though Lin Yiwu didn’t say it, Lin Yiyin was not stupid; she had long guessed that Lin Yiwu must have agreed to some conditions from Han Li.

Otherwise, why would Han Li, a stranger, risk the danger of offending a late-stage Gangyuan Realm Great Master to rescue her?

She and her sister relied on each other. Her sister didn’t know any Great Masters before, so Han Li was probably someone her sister met by chance at some Loose Cultivator gathering.

Compared to the disgusting Cui Pingyu, Lin Yiyin preferred to be with Han Li, at the very least Han Li was good-looking, powerful, and could protect her and her sister..