Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Qingyun Manor, Hehuan Sect.

“My lord.”

Yan Liulong and the hooded man both spoke respectfully and with a tone of awe.

After rescuing the hooded man, Yan Liulong came to the summit of the main peak of the Hehuan Sect. Before them stood a man in yellow robes, with his hands behind his back, watching the clouds roll and unfold.

“Lin Xiangru is not far from breaking through to the Myriad Phenomena Realm.”

The man in yellow robes nodded slightly, seemingly having witnessed the previous battle.

Even if a fellow Grandmaster of his sect was to be slain by the sword, he had no intention of intervening, or perhaps he was certain that Lin Xiangru would not dare to kill the hooded man.

“Du Feng.” The man in yellow suddenly called out.

The hooded man, Du Feng, immediately responded respectfully, “Your subordinate is here.”

“What do you think?”

Du Feng trembled, his face bitter, he braved himself to say, “Your subordinate was incompetent, please punish me, Elder.”

His mission within the Daqian Empire was to protect Lu Xiu when necessary, to enable him to continue the massacres and constantly test the limits of Prince Wu’an, but now Lu Xiu was dead.

He didn’t know when the influential Elder had arrived at the Hehuan Sect; probably only Yan Liulong was clear on that.

Indeed, Yan Liulong knew of the Elder’s arrival, or else she wouldn’t have risked her life to snatch a person from the hands of the six Grandmasters.

With the Elder’s backing, her confidence was sufficient. The distance between the two places was less than two thousand miles, and the Elder could arrive in an instant.

“Although Lu Xiu is dead, our goal has been achieved.”

The Elder chuckled lightly, his left hand that had been behind his back forming a claw, and with a slight tug, he extracted a large amount of sword energy and Sword Intent from Du Feng’s body before saying:

“All right, you deserve half the credit for this mission. Go back and tend to your injuries.”

Du Feng, as if granted a great amnesty, relaxed a lot, immediately leaving to return to the Yinyang Sect to dispel the residual Sword Intent within his body. “Master, has Prince Wu’an really come for that legendary great opportunity?” Once Du Feng’s figure had disappeared, Yan Liulong couldn’t help but ask.

The Elder turned around, his face unremarkable. He toyed with a ball of Sword Intent in his hands, pinched it to burst, and then nodded.

“Everything about Prince Wu’an’s move to Huozhou is very suspicious.”

“The massacre this time is no small matter. By right, a Great Grandmaster should have been deployed to strike like thunder, preventing Lu Xiu from wreaking havoc across seven cities. Yet, Prince Wu’an would rather call upon several Grandmasters from Sanzhou to pursue the chase than deploy a Great Grandmaster. It’s truly laughable…”

A cold smile also appeared on Yan Liulong’s face. The Yinyang Sect belonged to the Devil Way, but how different were Prince Wu’an’s actions?

For the sake of his own opportunity, he disregarded the lives of sixteen million people, nothing but a great demon clad in the veil of righteousness.

The Elder’s figure disappeared from sight, leaving only a sentence echoing in Yan Liulong’s ears.

“Disciple, take care.”

ERhai.

Lu Tianxiang lay on a chair, sunbathing, wearing a light and airy outfit.

Her figure was superb, graceful and enchanting, with a waist that could be encircled with a single arm like a willow in the breeze, her perfect S-curve figures alluring, her long and proportionate legs and her crystalline jade feet under the sunlight were mesmerizing.

When half of Leizhou was chilled by a stroke of a sword, Lu Tianxiang was also disturbed, watching the battle from afar, her heart wary of the Sect Leader of the Sword Cleansing Pool.

Although the Sect Leader of the Sword Cleansing Pool had not broken through to the Myriad Phenomena Realm, her combat ability had already touched the threshold of this realm. It was only because her strength had recovered considerably during this period that she could possibly contend with this person.

“Who?”

Suddenly, Lu Tianxiang startled and looked towards the main peak of the Diancang Sect, where someone was watching this place, seemingly having seen through her formation and prohibitions.

Simultaneously, garments flew out and swiftly wrapped her up tightly.

With a flash of her silhouette, she prepared to abandon the Diancang Sect’s foundation and flee, as that person brought her immense pressure.

“Mother Wusheng? I bear no hostility, come over and let’s talk,” said the yellow-robed man as he looked towards the somewhat skittish figure by the Erhai, smiling faintly.

Lu Tianxiang did not approach but communicated with the man from afar through voice transmission, recognizing who the yellow-robed man was.

The third Elder of the Yinyang Sect!

A top Great Grandmaster at the pinnacle of the Myriad Phenomena Realm.

There were rumors that he had clashed with Prince Wu’an of the Daqian Empire and suffered a slight setback. His strength was unfathomable, and Lu Tianxiang knew she was no match for him.

In Lingjun City, at Han Mansion.

Han Li was still living a heavenly life, his concubinage had expanded, gaining several charming and beautiful new concubines.

Five months had passed since the conclusion of the devil cultivator’s massacre, and the ever-urgent Patriarch Han had taken concubines five times in succession, bringing five beautiful concubines into his fold.

The cultivation level he disclosed to the public had reached the seventh layer of the Pihai Realm, making him an old monster in the late Pihai Realm in the eyes of the cultivators of Fengyang Manor.

Initially, he had thought to reveal that he had just entered the Gangyuan Realm, but after some consideration, he felt it was safer to expose less, to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The late Pihai Realm strength was enough to rank him within the top twenty of Fengyang Manor, at least that was the case outwardly, which facilitated his taking of concubines.

It was difficult to take beautiful female cultivators with aptitude above the seventh grade, but those below the seventh grade were still manageable. Among the five beauties he had taken, two had eighth-grade aptitude and three had ninth-grade aptitude.

After a few months of diligent cultivation efforts, the bellies of the five beautiful concubines had swelled. In a few more months, they would give birth to the first offspring.

Han Li’s gaze shifted, looking at the five beautiful concubines, and then at Li Mingmeng, Qiu Yueyao, Lin Yiwu, and other beauties, whose bellies were also swelling.

Most of the concubines he had taken in before had already borne three offspring, and the one they were currently carrying was the fourth. Han Li loved to father offspring, and his concubines all knew this; they also wished to contribute to spreading the Han Family’s branches and leaves.

They also knew that the offspring with better aptitude were more beloved by Han Li. However, their own aptitude was mostly not high, and thus the aptitude of the offspring they bore was not high. They could even give birth to offspring with no aptitude at all.

But that was in the past, as their cultivation levels were mostly now in the Pihai Realm and Innate Realm, they were very confident about the aptitude of the fourth child they were carrying, which would definitely possess cultivation talent.

Under normal circumstances, an offspring’s cultivation talent is influenced by the cultivation level and aptitudes of the parents, with only a tiny minority mutating to become even better.

If one of the parents has high aptitude, there’s a great likelihood of giving birth to an offspring with high aptitude. If both parents have high aptitude, then it’s a certainty that they will produce an offspring with high aptitude, and there might even be a mutation.

Cultivation level is also an important factor, with a higher level increasing the probability of giving birth to offspring with high aptitude, and there would never be offspring without cultivation talent.

Han Li was also very confident as he was at the peak of the God Refining Realm and possessed sixth-grade aptitude; plus, he had secretly used the Body-Cultivating Furnace on all his concubines, enhancing their aptitude and cultivation levels.

In just a few more months, he would have dozens more offspring with aptitude. If one included those without aptitude, the number of offspring would increase even more.

After all, his descendants were also procreating, continuously branching out. Those who remained in Han Mansion, though unable to cultivate, were still able to marry spouses with aptitude.

For the offspring of Han Li, there were two choices in marrying a wife or taking a concubine, or accepting a son-in -law: one was high in beauty but without aptitude; the other was above-average in appearance but with aptitude.

To prevent certain problems from arising, Han Li had specifically decreed that direct relatives and collateral relatives within five generations were not to intermarry.

In recent years, Han Li had not neglected the development of his family; in fact, he had devoted much attention to the growth of the clan.