Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Three days later.

Jiang Baiye and Yun Miaoyi finally caught up with Han Li.

But what almost made them spit blood was that they simply could not capture

Han Li.

At this moment, Han Li sat on a huge flying sword; its speed was not fast, he even leisurely admired the magnificent mountains and rivers, as well as the human world below.

On that massive flying sword, apart from Han Li, there were several others. The two women from Pihai Realm and Gangyuan Realm did not care about them, but they had to pay attention to the person standing at the tip of the sword.

He was an elegantly dressed middle-aged man clad in blue, holding one hand behind his back, occasionally twirling his slightly white sideburns, with a strong aura.

The two women could only watch from a distance, not daring to approach, or else they would be detected by his Spiritual Sense.

“Jiang Baiye, should we go for it? Together, we have a chance to take Han Li away,” Yun Miaoyi said, her beautiful eyes swirling with charm.

At that moment, she had changed into a new outfit: black leather pants for the lower body, a black bustier for the upper body, generously endowed, exposing a large area of snow-white skin around her waist and above her collarbone, her hot figure unmistakably on display.

Jiang Baiye ignored it; she still wore the same outfit as before, her eyebrows deeply furrowed, but she shook her head.

“Are you sure? The Body-Cultivating Furnace is most likely on Han Li. If it falls into Tianxuan Mountain’s hands, your sect will have no chance to take it back,” Yun Miaoyi tried to cajole.

She indeed wanted to intercept, but she could not defeat that Elder of Tianxuan Mountain. The late stage of the God Refining Realm was no joke, an extremely powerful strength.

Although she was the favored daughter of the Yinyang Sect, with many methods at her disposal, her strength was only comparable to the mid-stage of the God Refining Realm. Otherwise, she would not have been chased by that damn Qiu Shuilin for several months.

Jiang Baiye firmly shook her head.

The two of them together, although not a match for Qiu Shuilin, could still surprisingly capture Han Li if they caught him off guard.

By doing so, Qiu Shuilin would definitely guess that their capturing Han Li was for the Body-Cultivating Furnace. After all, it was well-known that the Canghai Sect had lost the Body-Cultivating Furnace. As the favored daughter of the Canghai Sect, she had taken a huge risk to capture a Pihai Realm cultivator without any obvious reason, which was far too conspicuous.

The Body-Cultivating Furnace was too important, and with Yun Miaoyi attracting hatred, that real person in the late stage of the God Refining Realm would definitely launch a massive manhunt for them and vie for the Body-Cultivating Furnace at all costs.

If matters worsened, attracting the attention of various powers, even more formidable experts would take action, and the chances of her bringing the Body-Cultivating Furnace back to the Canghai Sect would be very low.

Moreover, if the Body-Cultivating Furnace was not on Han Li, her actions would incur Tianxuan Mountain’s enmity , and the fact that she had collaborated with the witch of the Yinyang Sect would undoubtedly be spread, possibly leading the Daqian Empire to take advantage and target the Canghai Sect.

The risks were too great at the current moment, and the uncertainties too many. Jiang Baiye preferred to play it safe, even if it meant waiting a few more years.

By the time Han Li returned from Tianxuan Mountain, it was unlikely that his cultivation would have broken through to the God Refining Realm. Then, capturing him silently would pose almost no risk.

“That works too.”

Yun Miaoyi stretched her waist, displaying various enchanting poses, her lips curving into a smile.

This outcome wasn’t bad for her either; at least she could be rid of the nauseating Qiu Shuilin’s relentless pursuit and enjoy some peace for a while.

She just didn’t understand what had happened at Tianxuan Mountain, why they suddenly summoned back all disciples from the Pihai Realm and above— even Qiu Shuilin had given up the chase to kill her.

She had already made up her mind to follow Jiang Baiye. If Jiang Baiye found the trace of the Body-Cultivating Furnace, she would fish in troubled waters; if someone else got the Body-Cultivating Furnace, she would join hands with Jiang Baiye to fight for it.

Watching Han Li’s fading figure in the distance, Yun Miaoyi’s eyes flashed with an amused smile, and she mused to herself, “I hope you, the ‘Elder Taking a Concubine,’ will be just as lucky next time.”

The first time she tried to capture Han Li, he had coincidentally left the day before; the second time, that man was following a late-stage God Refining Realm true person, leaving no opportunity to make a move.

Once Han Li returned to Lingjun City, it would be her third attempt to take action, and she did not believe that his luck could be so good forever, that he would still find a way to escape. On the giant flying sword,

Han Li sat on a chair with a small tea table in front of him, with a pot of Spiritual Tea brewing on it. Han Li drank leisurely, causing the frowns of the people around him.

They were from other manors outside Fengyang Manor and had heard of Han Li’s reputation as the “Elder Taking a Concubine,” feeling that it brought shame to Tianxuan Mountain. Fortunately, Han Li never claimed to be a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain; otherwise, they would regard him with even more disdain.

In their view, cultivation should be focused, with a heart set on the Dao, not coveting pleasure. At most, one should have a partner to seek progress together to reach higher realms of cultivation.

But what about Han Li?

Coveting pleasure, infatuated with the charms of women, frequently taking concubines, spending days and nights holed up in Han Mansion, not going out to temper himself or seek opportunities, not even staying in Tianxuan Mountain to cultivate properly, comprehend the mysteries of the Dao, or listen to the teachings of the elders.

Although they disapproved of Han Li, no one disturbed him, and they chose not to look at him anymore. Out of sight, out of mind, to avoid disturbing their Dao hearts.

They considered Han Li not to be one of them, without a future, and that’s why he indulged in such sensual pleasures.

Among them, some had Lower Grade aptitude, and others only Middle-Grade aptitude. Generally, reaching the Pihai Realm would be their limit, but there was still a slight hope of breaking through to the Gangyuan Realm—that would require fortuitous opportunities.

With no one disturbing him, Han Li felt pretty good about it. The fellow disciples from Tianxuan Mountain all had good manners, and that elder, Qiu Shuilin, didn’t mind his behavior at all, or else Han Li would have had to restrain himself.

After leaving Fengyang Manor, he encountered Elder Qiu. He recognized the man; he was the master of Jiang Cheng, who had become useless, one of the high-standing, influential elders of Tianxuan Mountain, but why he loitered around Fengyang Manor was a mystery.

After meeting Elder Qiu, Han Li naturally boarded his giant flying sword, and along the way, they picked up some Tianxuan Mountain disciples who had received the news.

Han Li noticed that these disciples had a trace of worry on their faces, not knowing what they would face when they returned to Tianxuan Mountain, whereas Elder Qiu seemed very calm, as if he Imew something.

What Han Li didn’t know was that while he was observing Elder Qiu, Qiu Shuilin had also been observing him.

Qiu Shuilin had been in Fengyang Manor for several months, and although he was busy chasing the witch Yun Miaoyi, he had also heard a fair bit about Han Li.

As an elder of Tianxuan Mountain, he was clear about the identities of the disciples of the sect and felt mixed emotions upon hearing about Han Li’s frequent concubine-taking and lingering fondness for the company of women.

Everyone has their own aspirations. Indulging in pleasure when there is no hope for the future, and developing a family, is a personal choice. Qiu Shuilin had no prejudices; he even thought it would be better if his disciple Jiang Cheng could be so open-minded and not be perpetually trapped by emotional calamities.

This was Qiu Shuilin’s first impression of Han Li.

But after Han Li came aboard, unlike the concerns of the other disciples, he was quite indifferent, even sitting down to sip tea. It was unclear whether he was confident or had truly come to terms with life and death.

Regardless of the reason, Qiu Shuilin felt that Han Li was different from the others. Given that Han Li had progressed to the fifth level of the Pihai Realm in less than twenty years after his breakthrough, he thought Han Li still had some hope of breaking through to the Gangyuan Realm. If he were willing to cultivate with enough resources, the probability of success would increase.

Qiu Shuilin decided to observe Han Li for a while. If he performed well, he would take him as his disciple and give him a chance to break through to the Gangyuan Realm. Whether he could seize this opportunity or succeed in breaking through was up to Han Li himself..