Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Han Li approached her and hooked her chin with one hand, instructing lightly, “Lift your head up.”

Die Yi couldn’t help but raise her head, her bright eyes looking towards the refined middle-aged man before her, growing even more nervous.

Suddenly, two divine lights shot out from Han Li’s eyes, entering hers and quickly reaching the sea of her consciousness.

After searching for a moment, the divine lights transformed into the Divine Sword, cutting towards the restrictions deep within Die Yi’s Divine Spirit with two “putt” sounds, and Han Li had erased the spiritual restriction.

“Just as I expected,” Han Li said, shaking his head slightly.

Chu Zhenxiong had arranged for Die Yi to enter, with the intention of monitoring him as well, wanting to grasp his movements at all times. But how could Han Li, the old ancestor, not know of these petty tricks?

Han Li had no intention of causing trouble for Chu Zhenxiong; it was normal for Chu Zhenxiong to be wary of him. Han Li didn’t care about others, but Die Yi he had to deal with.

Otherwise, if he took Die Yi as his concubine, and had to always guard against the person beside his pillow, that would be too exhausting.

Die Yi’s eyes were tightly closed, her forehead glistening with fine beads of sweat, extremely frightened. Would this Old Ancestor Li kill her?

She was naturally aware of the spiritual restriction within her, but Die Yi was powerless to resist; she had to obey, or else suffer a fate worse than death. Now that her identity was exposed, she feared she might also be facing death.

Die Yi had no thought of resisting. In the presence of a martial king from the True Martial Realm, she, who was only in the early stages of the God Refining Realm, was too weak. Even if she stood still and let herself be attacked, she could not break through the defense.

“Open your eyes,” Han Li said indifferently, his fingers on the delicate and smooth chin of Die Yi.

Die Yi slowly opened her eyes, carefully looking at the Li Manor lord close at hand, and heard his calm words:

“From now on, you will be a good Head of Maid at The Li Manor, and my concubine. Do you understand?”

Die Yi breathed a sigh of relief and promptly replied, “I understand.”

She didn’t mind being the concubine of The Li Manor lord. Freed from the spiritual restriction, she was also inclined towards the Manor Lord, intending to be honest and obedient.

The Da Qian Royalty had sent her into The Li Manor, originally intending for her to become the concubine, and she knew this, but had no choice.

Now, she no longer needed to work for Da Qian. All she had to do was to be the concubine of The Li Manor lord, and with him around, nobody from the Qian Dynasty could do anything to her.

For Die Yi, this outcome was the best possible scenario. Otherwise, if things were to come to light in the future, she feared that The Li Manor lord would slap her to death.

“I like your gentle and obedient nature,” Han Li said, a faint smile appearing on his face.

He received Chu Zhenxiong’s well-meaning gesture, and just erased the other intentions; there was no need to do anything to Die Yi, as long as she wasn’t foolish, she would know how to choose.

“My… husband, as long as you’re happy,” Die Yi promptly corrected herself.

Han Li embraced her, feeling the soft and tender body in his arms, and as he saw the slight panic and the deeply hidden tenderness in her eyes, he couldn’t help but lower his head and capture her soft and tender lips.

Die Yi’s pretty face instantly flushed a deep red, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Han Li’s waist. The fragrance surrounding Han Li, together with her delicate and extremely beautiful face, left him somewhat entranced.

After a while, Han Li finally released her and said, “Get ready, accompany me to bed tonight.”

As his voice fell, Han Li’s figure disappeared in The Li Mansion, leaving only Die Yi standing there quietly.

She lightly bit the lip Han Li had just tasted, a hint of coy charm appearing on her face, extremely alluring, but there was no one to see it.

Thinking of Han Li’s recent words, a blush returned to Die Yi’s face, and she muttered to herself softly, “My lord~”

Sighing softly, she decided to dress up nicely, to serve Han Li well tonight. After all, her future life was now tied with The Li Manor lord.

When Die Yi’s spiritual restriction was erased, the grey-clothed old man in the palace’s forbidden area sensed it immediately, sighed, and closed his eyes again.

It was just one of his small tricks; if it could deceive Li Feiyu, great. If not, he wouldn’t be disappointed, as Li Feiyu was not so easily fooled.

Chu Dingqian was currently focusing on cultivating a new Devil Fetus. The Daqian Empire would be handed over to Li Feiyu. If even that didn’t work out, there was nothing he could do but plan an early escape.

“I hope you won’t disappoint me,” he murmured to himself, thinking about the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm that was due to appear in less than two years.

If Li Feiyu couldn’t withstand those martial kings from the True Martial Realm, he would have to leave the Daqian Empire and implement his final plan.

Of course, before doing so, he would need to launch a sneak attack to kill Li Feiyu and take back everything he had given him.

Elsewhere, in the Daqian Palace, Emperor Qian was discussing matters with a group of Da Qian officials.

After Li Feiyu had appeared, Emperor Qian urgently summoned the officials to discuss how to please this practitioner of the True Martial Realm.

Within fifty years, Chu Zhenxiong would still be alive, but afterward, the Daqian Empire would have to rely on Li Feiyu alone.

If they did not manage the relationship well, when the time came, they would suffer, and the Daqian Empire would be unable to counterbalance Li Feiyu.

“Chu Zhenxiong has revealed some information. This Li Feiyu seems to practice the Collection and Supplement Method, and he will take many wives and concubines from now on. We should start with this and see how we can stabilize him,” Emperor Qian said, glancing at the State Preceptor, the Grand Tutor, the Left Chancellor, and other officials in the great hall.

He initially wanted to say that this would please Li Feiyu, but remembering his position as Emperor Qian, he modified his words.

The dignitaries in Chao Tian Hall immediately looked surprised. If Li Feiyu practiced Collection and Supplement Method, he might belong to the demons’ path.