Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Translator: 549690339

Chengdao Peak.

Han Li and Lu Tianxiang stood shoulder to shoulder at the peak, overlooking the entirety of Chengsheng Mountain, taking in the magnificent scenery and also observing the cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain.

“Ancestor Han, you can take another concubine, congratulations, congratulations,” Lu Tianxiang said coldly, her displeasure evident on her face.

Han Li held Lu Tianxiang close, rubbing his cheek against hers, nibbling her earlobe as he whispered, ‘Xiangxiang, I didn’t ask them to come, you can’t blame me for this.”

“Heh- Are you saying you don’t want to?” Lu Tianxiang chuckled coldly.

She thought Han Li was a shameless bastard, deeply ingrained with lechery. Despite already having so many concubines, he kept taking more.

If she hadn’t fallen into Han Li’s hands and lost her virginity to him, and if their child Han Yongzhen wasn’t already several months old, Lu Tianxiang felt she would never have liked a person like him.

But now, she was deep in the mire and unable to extricate herself, primarily because her cultivation had been sealed, leaving her with no choice.

Having spent over a year with Han Li, she had come to deeply understand him. Han Li seemed obsessed with taking concubines and having children, and he made his descendants do the same.

She couldn’t fathom his reasons.

However, she knew she really had no other choice.

Despite her cultivation, talents, beauty, and temperament being superior to all of Han Li’s other concubines, and she was treated as a wife, it was a role she had agreed to.

If she hadn’t agreed, she would not only have lost everything, but she would have been reduced to a tool for bearing Han Li’s children, an outcome she believed Han Li would definitely enforce, and her fate would be truly miserable.

Han Li wasn’t angry. He was never angry about things like this and was very patient. He knew that conquering Lu Tianxiang’s heart would take time, as would her complete acceptance of everything.

“Xiangxiang, if you admit you’re jealous, I’ll send all these people back. How about that?” Han Li’s eyes twinkled with mirth as he spoke softly.

“Hmph-” Lu Tianxiang snorted, unwilling to admit it. How could the Sect Hierarch, Xiangxiang, be jealous?

Although she didn’t admit it, Lu Tianxiang felt somewhat relieved. She knew Han Li was serious—if she admitted it, he wouldn’t accept the beautiful female cultivators sent by these powers.

“Don’t move!”

Lu Tianxiang slapped Han Li’s wandering hand.

Han Li behaved a bit better and continued, “Xiangxiang, do you want to screen them for me?

“In what capacity should I screen them for you?” Lu Tianxiang said with irritation.

When she had agreed to Han Li’s proposal, she had made it clear that he must marry her before touching her. But the next evening, Han Li had taken her, which infuriated Lu Tianxiang to no end.

Now their child Han Yongzhen had been born for several months, and Han Li still hadn’t married her.

Although everyone knew she was Han Li’s wife, they had not wed in an official ceremony. Could that be the same?

This mattered greatly to Lu Tianxiang, who refused to be associated with Han Li without proper acknowledgment. Han Li had to make things official and extravagant, or else she wouldn’t let him touch her.

Even though Han Li had yet to formally marry her, he had already taken three concubines—out of necessity during their travels, which Lu Tianxiang had tolerated.

Now that Han Mansion had established its roots in Chengsheng Mountain and had everything in place, if Han Li still didn’t marry her and continued to take a bunch of concubines, Lu Tianxiang wouldn’t be able to tolerate it anymore.

Having spent over a year living closely with Han Li and being well cared for, with many ties deepening their relationship, Lu Tianxiang had already developed a fondness for him and even begun to like him.

But if Han Li dared to continue taking concubines before marrying her, then heh… all those feelings, all that fondness, the Sect Hierarch Xiangxiang would let it all go to hell.

Sensing the emotions of the beautiful woman in his arms, Han Li hugged her tightly, then turned her around to face him, looking earnestly into her eyes as he said:

“Xiangxiang, don’t worry. I will choose an auspicious day to marry you, and it will be done beautifully.”

“As for the female cultivators sent by these powers, I will only select a few, and they will marry me a month after you, in a joint ceremony.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianxiang immediately felt happy. Although Han Li was shameless, he hadn’t disappointed her.

As Han Li’s wife, her place was unique. No matter how many concubines there were, they couldn’t compare to her treatment.

While Han Li might be lecherous and shameless, he still had principles. He wouldn’t accept just anyone who was offered up and would only select a few. This reassured Lu Tianxiang greatly.

She truly feared that Han Li would indiscriminately accept all these dozens of beautiful female cultivators, effectively doubling the number of his concubines.

“Mm- I’ Lu Tianxiang responded, her tone a bit more buoyant.

Han Li lowered his head, touching Lu Tianxiang’s red lips as she instantly closed her eyes, her heart pounding wildly.

Despite having been intimate many times before, Lu Tianxiang experienced a different sensation each time, and as her relationship with Han Li deepened, her perspective on intimacy had changed as well.

Yundao Peak, one of the three tallest mountains surrounding Chengdao Peak, stood 5,600 meters tall and was named by Han Li himself.

A multitude of buildings had also been constructed on Yundao Peak, and Han Li received the multiple powers from Yonchang Manor in one of the grand halls.

The hall was filled with dozens of powers, including seven from the Gangyuan Realm and the rest from Pihai Realm and lower realms.

Behind the high-ranking officials of these powers stood beautiful female cultivators, each with their own charm—whether icy, seductive, regal, or aloof.

The leaders of these powers had long stopped conversing and didn’t dare to secretly transmit messages. They merely observed the young-looking patriarch of the Han Family seated in the place of honor.

Shock colored their eyes. The patriarch of the Han Family seemed too young.. Was it a technique for preserving youth or exceptional talent?