Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

In recent times, the Canghai Sect has been under tremendous pressure, as various forces are eager to move, coveting the Sect’s status, resources, and territory… The Sect’s strong are guarding all over, simply unable to spare efforts to investigate, otherwise, would they only let Jiang Baiye and other disciples pursue the matter?

The Canghai Sect announced the recovery of the Body-Cultivating Furnace and unveiled a fabricated artifact to appease the current situation and ease the Sect’s pressure.

As long as they get through these fifty years and the Body-Cultivating Furnace returns, the Canghai Sect will still be among the Ten Great Sects of Daqian.

Other forces, though skeptical, ceased their covert investigations upon seeing that the Canghai Sect had retrieved the Body-Cultivating Furnace, redirecting their energy elsewhere.

If the Canghai Sect is lying, they will eventually be unable to continue the deception and that will be the time when they are collectively attacked.

Under immense pressure, Jiang Baiye cultivated even more diligently, hoping to reach the Hollow Void Stage or even the Myriad Phenomena Realm soon, so he could retrieve the Body-Cultivating Furnace earlier.

Jiang Baiye hoped that Han Li would venture out recklessly, so he would sooner or later die at the hands of other powerful beings, which would serve as revenge for her.

But she also didn’t want Han Li to venture out recklessly; better he just stay put in Lingjun City. If Han Li died, the Body-Cultivating Furnace would fall into the hands of those Hollow Realm Masters or even stronger beings.

Lingjun City, Han Mansion.

Lin Yiwu and Lin Yiyin, the sister duo, Chu Yumeng and Chu Yutong, the pair of twins, as well as Qiu Yueyao and Li Mingmeng, these six stunning beauties were practicing sword dancing.

The six women, dressed in light clothes, danced gracefully; their tall, graceful figures, flat bellies smooth as rivers, and long, straight, fair legs were all put on full display.

This scene would heat up the heart of any man, making them want to touch and play; however, the only spectators were Han Li and his other concubines.

At the end of the dance, the six stunning beauties were drenched in fragrant sweat, accidentally revealing their allure and creating a highly tempting vision.

Even Han Li couldn’t help but gulp, for although he had caressed every inch of the six women’s skin, he still found it difficult to restrain himself at this scene.

“Husband, how was our dance?” Lin Yiyin asked with a twinkle in her sapphire-like eyes and a giggly smile.

Lin Yiwu, Qiu Yueyao, and the other ladies also turned their gaze towards Han Li, awaiting their husband’s feedback.

“Fantastic!”

Overwhelmed with praise, Han Li affectionately stroked her little head and said with a smile, “I hope you can arrange it well, and see to it that everyone can join in.”

In the past year, he had taken in five or six more concubines, now counting over forty in total.

If all the concubines danced together… Hisss- The mere thought was thrilling.

After resting in the back courtyard, Han Li returned to the sleeping chambers with several of the women, stimulating the Body-Cultivating Furnace’s effectiveness, imparting teachings and enhancing their aptitudes, and improving their cultivation.

It had to be said that the efficacy of the Body-Cultivating Furnace was remarkable, especially suitable for stimulation during battle, filling one with boundless energy.

As time passed day by day, Han Li was quite satisfied with his current life, enjoying different pleasures every day.

The key was that no one disturbed his celestial days. Yun Miaoyi and Jiang Baiye both kept their word and stopped troubling him, and even the No-Life Matriarch who fled to Leizhou didn’t stir any trouble.

The mysterious forces behind the White Lotus Cult had yet to make their next move, granting Han Li a rare period of tranquility.

However, Yinyang Sect, Kurong Sect, and Da Jing Empire were constantly watching like tigers, coveting to divide the Qian Dynasty, which also placed considerable pressure on Han Li.

He naturally had no intention of helping the Qian Dynasty, but if the dynasty were to fall into chaos, it was uncertain whether Lingjun City could continue to remain peaceful amidst the turmoil.

He must possess enough strength to protect the growth of the Han Family, safeguard all his consorts from harm, and ensure his own safety.

Thinking of Jiang Baiye, that Sword Immortal, and Yun Miaoyi, the Sorceress,

Han Li’s heart fluttered, and he couldn’t help but take out the Shadow Leaving Stone to admire it once again, having already done so dozens of times over the past two years.

The more he watched, the more he yearned, wanting to claim these two proud daughters of heaven for himself, to completely possess them, not just casually play with them as he had done last time.

But Han Li knew it wasn’t the time yet; his cultivation was not sufficient, and he didn’t need to rush.

Half a month later, an unexpected visitor arrived in Lingjun City.

In the chess garden’s veranda pavilion, Han Li received the guest but was quite surprised internally—why had Jiang Cheng come looking for him?

Han Li still had some impression of Jiang Cheng, a notable figure of Tianxuan Mountain, a cautionary tale of sorts, a man with sixth-grade aptitude who was still trapped in the Pihai Realm. Last time he returned to the Sect, Han Li had collected from him years’ worth of accumulated resources.

Jiang Cheng now looked completely different—not the despondent, white-haired old man he once was, but a handsome and hearty young man.

Moreover, his cultivation had progressed from the ninth level of the Pihai Realm to the third level of the Gangyuan Realm; evidently, he had overcome his emotional tribulation during this period, and Han Li was somewhat curious about how Jiang Cheng had managed it.

He knew that it was Yun Miaoyi, the Sorceress, who had initially harvested Jiang Cheng’s emotional seeds, tossing him about to no end and yet having gained nothing.

Yun Miaoyi had long returned to the Yinyang Sect and was also a true master of the God Refining Realm. There must be another reason for Jiang Cheng’s breakthrough in his emotional tribulation.

Could it be that he visited the brothels?

Putting aside the idle thoughts and looking at the tall youth sitting across from him, after some casual conversation, Han Li smiled and asked, “Brother Jiang, may I know the reason for your visit, why seek out this junior?”

Even though his cultivation was much higher than Jiang Cheng’s, Han Li felt no burden in calling Jiang Cheng “Brother,” realizing that to survive, one must have a thick skin.

“It’s like this, I plan to undertake some training in Huozhou and incidentally witness what the famed Prince Wu’an of Daqian looks like. I was hoping to invite my younger Sect Brother to accompany me, it’d be good to have someone to look out for each other,” Jiang Cheng said earnestly. Breaking through his emotional tribulation had made him much more open-minded, and his Daoist resolve had become incredibly firm.

He had hidden away in Tianxuan Mountain for quite a few dozen years, aware of only a little about the outside world. His master, Qiu Shuilin, had advised him to venture out for experience, as this would allow him to improve his cultivation rapidly.

Qiu Shuilin valued this disciple quite highly; though the emotional tribulation had troubled Jiang Cheng for many years, it was also a blessing in disguise—it solidified his Daoist heart, and after surviving his ordeal, he had even vaguely found a hint of his own martial path’s true meaning.

Just six months ago, Jiang Cheng had broken through to the Gangyuan Realm; post-breakthrough, he rapidly advanced to the third level. Given that he had barely lived past half his lifespan, ascending to the God Refining Realm was not difficult, and advancing to the Hollow Void Stage seemed likely.

Going out for training was very dangerous, especially since Jiang Cheng desired to visit Huozhou—that was even more treacherous. Qiu Shuilin didn’t want his disciple to die foolishly right after overcoming his emotional tribulation.

He had implied that Jiang Cheng should first take a trip to Lingjun City and invite Han Li to join him, to bring the Sect Leader’s favorite disciple on an adventure.

The truth was, Qiu Shuilin knew that Han Li’s cultivation was at least at the peak of the Gangyuan Realm, and he might have even broken through to the God Refining Realm, acting prudently and cautiously in all matters.

If Han Li agreed to accompany Jiang Cheng, he could look out for him, preventing his death in Huozhou, particularly as recent times had not been peaceful.

Due to the Sect Leader Gongsun Yun’s edict, Qiu Shuilin didn’t reveal Han Li’s true level of cultivation, so Jiang Cheng truly believed Qiu Shuilin wanted him to take Han Li with him for training—he had no objections.

Han Li was astonished, wondering why Jiang Cheng would choose him, seemingly only in the fifth level of the Pihai Realm, to accompany him on this expedition, so he said,

“Brother Jiang, inter-state training is too perilous. With my low level of cultivation, I really can’t be at ease leaving my family behind, so I will not join you on this journey.”

Regardless of Jiang Cheng’s reasons, Han Li had no intention of setting out on a training journey—why risk his life when he could comfortably and swiftly improve his cultivation from home?

“Alright.”

Jiang Cheng nodded, not insisting that Han Li accompany him, and in fact felt relieved at having one less responsibility to worry about..