Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

In the cave dwelling, within the seclusion chamber.

Han Li’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Although he was in seclusion, he kept a strand of spiritual sense monitoring the movements inside and outside the cave.

“Who would come looking for me?”

As this thought emerged in Han Li’s mind, his monitoring spiritual sense probed toward the exterior of the cave dwelling, and he instantly saw an extremely beautiful figure.

The person was dressed in a purple palace robe, with a tall and outstanding figure, delicate and beautiful features, fluttering purple hair, and a lofty and ethereal temperament, like a secluded orchid in an empty valley, stunningly peerless.

“Gongsun Yue?”

Although he had never seen this woman before, he knew that the sect leader had a daughter named Gongsun Yue, regarded as a goddess in the eyes of countless disciples of Tianxuan Mountain.

If someone had come to his cave dwelling on Tianxuan Peak, it must be the sect leader’s daughter.

The two had not had the slightest contact, so why had Gongsun Yue come to find him?

Retracting his spiritual sense, Han Li did not end his seclusion but continued to cultivate. If Gongsun Yue did not leave, he would go out later.

Outside the cave dwelling, Gongsun Yue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. Her spiritual sense transmitted a message into the cave, which Han Li should have heard by now, yet there was no response.

Was his cultivation too profound? Or was he not in the cave dwelling?

After waiting for the time it took to drink a cup of tea and still no movement from inside the cave, Gongsun Yue took a deep look at the cave dwelling and turned to leave.

News of Tianxuan Mountain’s sect leader taking a new close-door disciple had also reached Gongsun Yue’s ears, and she went to read about Han Li, finding nothing special. His talent was poor, and he was getting on in years.

Gongsun Yue knew her father’s character well; he wouldn’t accept disciples lightly, especially during such turbulent times, so she wanted to see for herself what was so special about Han Li that her father would take him as a close-door disciple.

Unfortunately, she didn’t get to see him.

At the summit of Tianxuan Peak, father and daughter met again.

Gongsun Yun, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the majestic and beautiful mountains and took a deep breath before suddenly asking, “Yue’er, have you made up your mind?”

Beside him, Gongsun Yue, with natural divine beauty and an aura of radiance, her purple hair and gown fluttering as if she could ride the wind away, becoming a heavenly fairy.

Gongsun Yue smiled but did not answer. Instead, she asked, “I heard that father recently accepted a new disciple named Han Li?”

“Indeed. ”

“Why?” “Just following my instincts.”

“Why?” “This disciple and I share a karmic connection.”

“Why?”

Gongsun Yun turned his head to look at his stubborn daughter and sighed in his heart, saying, “Tianxuan Mountain needs an heir, and Han Li is likely to live a longer life.”

That was his inner thought. If Tianxuan Mountain were to be destroyed in this catastrophe, Han Li would inherit the legacy of Tianxuan Mountain, and in the future, he could rebuild it.

As for whether Han Li would die?

Gongsun Yun felt that even if he himself died, Han Li would not.

This disciple of his was too adept at surviving!

Over the past days, he had taken the time to understand his close-door disciple, and the more he knew, the more he felt at ease.

Han Li was very stable, patient, strategic, and cautious. He knew how to conceal his abilities, but most importantly, he knew how to survive.

In over seventy years since leaving Lingjun City, the number of times Han Li had departed was few and far between, hardly ever stepping out of his abode, a perfect, undefeated warrior.

What struck him most was that when Han Li heard Qiu Shuilin mention the White Lotus Cult, his brow furrowed, and he retreated to the back of the crowd, ready to flee the fastest if the situation went awry. This was simply too steady.

Now that Han Li had his chance, Gongsun Yun had imparted all he could and laid out the path for him.

Originally, he had placed his hopes on his daughter Gongsun Yue, but she was stubborn and refused to take refuge at Tai Xuan Sect, wishing to stay with her family instead.

The legacy of Tianxuan Mountain cannot end in his hands; otherwise, in death, he would have no face to meet the ancestral Grandmasters. Fortunately, Han Li appeared at this time, meeting various requirements. He simply decided to pass on the torch of inheritance to Han Li, though he did not state it explicitly.

Otherwise, for a mere seclusion disciple, would he offer such a generous gift for becoming an apprentice?

“A mere Pihai Realm practitioner, living merely three hundred years, how can one speak of long life?” Gongsun Yue frowned, expressing further disbelief in this claim.

Gongsun Yun chuckled and shook his head, “You, oh you, are still too young.”

“Could it be that Han Li is in the Gangyuan Realm?” Gongsun Yue asked again.

Gongsun Yun smiled without speaking, having promised Han Li not to disclose it indiscriminately, he intended to keep his word.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had gone by.

At Tianxuan Peak, a long-sealed cave dwelling opened, and a figure of handsome appearance stepped out.

Arriving at the back mountain, Han Li stood on a huge rock with a smile on his face.

Since Gongsun Yue’s disturbance, no one else had bothered him. Han Li devoted himself to cultivation, and after half a year, he finally completed the conversion of his cultivation technique and even made initial progress with the Yin and Yang Palm Seal.

The Xuantian Punch and the God Slaying Sword Technique were of higher grade and more profound and abstruse, but he also gained considerable insight, confident that with more time, mastering them would not be difficult.

Compared to before he returned to Tianxuan Mountain, his strength had increased by two or three times, and once he mastered the two ultimate skills, his strength would rise again.

By then, he might be able to compete with an ordinary cultivator of the God Refining Realm.

After stepping out for a break and appreciating the beautiful scenery, Han Li was preparing to return to the cave dwelling to continue his secluded cultivation.

But a figure blocked his way.

Han Li stopped and looked at the stunning figure before him, frowning slightly, wondering why Gongsun Yue had come to find him again.

Gongsun Yue’s beauty was no less than that of the Lin sisters, Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin, but so what?

Han Li was well aware of his own limitations. Unlike the Lin sisters who were helpless and alone, Gongsun Yue was the daughter of the Tianxuan Mountain

Sect Leader, with outstanding talent and a cultivator in the powerful Gangyuan Realm. A daughter cherished by heaven itself, why would she easily marry him and bear his children?

Even if he demonstrated his own cultivation level, there was no guarantee he could successfully pursue Gongsun Yue.

Thus, Han Li had no intention of wasting time on her. With the time spent pursuing Gongsun Yue, he could take many concubines and sire numerous offspring. Who knows, he might even have a breakthrough to the God Refining Realm.

“Sect Sister Gongsun?” Han Li called out, seeking confirmation once again.

The aloof and ravishing Gongsun Yue nodded slightly and said, “I’ve heard that Junior Brother Han has profound cultivation and exceptional strength, skilled in the arts of longevity and is a distinguished individual of our generation; I specially came to meet the junior brother.”

Junior Brother?

Well, sort of.

Han Li did not dwell on the appellation and shook his head, “Where did Sect

Sister hear such rumors?”

“Who in the Sect doesn’t know I have not long to live? My strength is nothing to boast of, just an ordinary talent at best, so how can one speak of distinction?” Han Li replied with a wry smile, his tone sincere.

He just wanted to send Gongsun Yue away as soon as possible and then return to his secluded cultivation. Once successful, he would leave the mountain and return to Lingjun City. Life without beautiful wives and concubines was unbearable indeed; even trying to be an upright support was difficult.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yue’s exquisite eyebrows furrowed slightly. She couldn’t see anything special about Han Li, and his tone was very genuine, not seeming to be false. Could her father have been mistaken?

Or was Han Li’s disguise that superb?

Gongsun Yue decided to probe further. If Han Li was truly just an ordinary talent, he could not be entrusted with the Sect’s legacy.

She was about to speak when she heard Han Li say, “I’ve heard that Sect Sister has a tough temperament, not softened by gentleness or hardness – so which is it that you truly favor, softness, or hardness?”

Seeing that Gongsun Yue didn’t give way, Han Li was at a loss on how to proceed; he could only keep her company and play along.

“I can take both, soft and hard.”

Gongsun Yue felt something was amiss, but couldn’t put her finger on what exactly, and responded with a cold voice..