Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

This was far beyond Li Na’s expectations; it was a world away from what she had imagined. A wife, a favored concubine, and a servant concubine were as different as heaven and earth.

Li Na bowed her head and asked tentatively with a weak voice, “What about the second choice?”

Even though she knew the second choice would generally be worse, Li Na couldn’t help but harbor a sliver of hope. What if the outcome was better?

“The second option is to become my female slave,” Han Li said indifferently.

The “female slave” he spoke of—she’d satisfy certain needs. Han Li would be responsible for the tilling, the female slave for bearing children. He just needed to ensure that Li Na didn’t die.

Upon hearing this, Li Na’s delicate body trembled, and she immediately said, “I choose the first one.”

Being a female slave was worse than a servant concubine. To be a female slave was to be entirely at Li Feiyu’s mercy, without freedom, obtaining nothing, living a life worse than death.

At least a servant concubine retained some freedom.

Tears had unknowingly begun to stream down her cheeks as she felt utter humiliation. Was this the fate of one of the Capital City’s five great fairies, to end up as a mere servant concubine to an old demon?

With a wave of his hand, Han Li and she disappeared from the side hall and arrived at a small courtyard, which Han Li had prepared for Li Na. Of course, it was much inferior to the lodgings of beauties such as Die Yi and Li Qingqing.

Han Li lay in a Taishi Chair, looking at Li Na who stood there numbly, and said indifferently, “What are you standing there dumbfounded for? Come and attend to me.”

Li Na sobbed piteously. She very much wanted to disobey the command but she didn’t want to die either, and she knew that even if she wanted to die, she couldn’t. The consequences for not obeying would be even worse.

“Yes… Master… Master,” she said.

Her head bowed, feeling immensely humiliated, she still slowly walked towards Han Li, and with stiff jade hands, she began to massage Li Feiyu’s shoulders.

Seeing her like this, something in Han Li’s heart stirred, a sensation of excitement different from what he felt when in the company of Lu Tianxiang, Jiang Baiye, Qiu Yueyao, and the other graceful wives and beautiful concubines.

After continuously disciplining her for half an hour, Han Li attempted to mold this fairy of the Capital City into his shape, but it wasn’t entirely successful yet.

Watching the fairy he had disciplined, now kneeling on the ground serving him, Han Li felt a sudden sense of achievement swelling in his heart. So this was all there was to a fairy famed throughout Da Qian.

“If only I had a sorceress to come along next,” he thought.

The idea of disciplining a sorceress, after having disciplined a fairy, crossed Han Li’s mind, and he found the notion somewhat enticing.

Disciplining both a fairy and a sorceress together seemed like it might provide an even more gratifying sense of achievement.

With a silent sigh, Han Li felt himself growing more wicked by the day, and silently made a decision.

Procreation was the true path; he needn’t be overly strict with himself. Besides wives and concubines, there were servant concubines and female slaves, after all—as long as they could bear him offspring, it was sufficient.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Han Li would take them as wives or concubines, like Li Na’s abnormal case which resulted in her being made a servant concubine or a female slave.

If the offspring she bore could greatly contribute to the Li Manor in the future, such as reaching a high realm in cultivation, offering precious treasures to the elder, or multiplying numerous descendants, it wasn’t impossible to consider leniency and promote her status.

Killing Li Na would be a waste of resources, and Han Li felt this approach was in his favor.

With that thought, Han Li ended the discipline training and began the night’s main event.

The next day, an invigorated Han Li returned to Chengsheng Mountain early in the morning.

There was certainly a unique satisfaction to be had from dealing with a fairy in an entirely different way.

This sensation was completely unlike the feeling during battle with the Sword Immortal, Jiang Baiye; it seemed even more free-spirited, thoroughly enjoyable.

After returning to Han Mansion, apart from dealing with some important matters and crafting some items, Han Li spent the rest of his time keeping company with his graceful wives and beautiful concubines.

Jiang Baiye had just given birth and was currently resting, but Lu Tianxiang, Yun Miaoyi, and Gongsun Yue were several months pregnant, their bellies now prominently visible.

Apart from those three, there were also several other beauties who were heavily pregnant, some close to giving birth, some still months away, such as the Zhou sisters and two true demonesses.

While attending to his graceful wives and beautiful concubines, Han Li also spared some attention to check on his descendants, his Spiritual Sense sweeping through silently; the entire Han Mansion was within his perception.

After doing all this, Han Li opened his System panel to check and found that the number of talented descendants had reached nearly two hundred and ninety. It wouldn’t take long, at most another month, to reach three hundred.

Upon reaching one hundred and two hundred talented descendants, Han Li had received a century of cultivation experience, a Fifth Grade Longevity Pill, a hundred years of experience in one of the Four Arts of Cultivation, and a supreme grade earth-level Cultivation Technique, martial skill, or weapon.

According to the pattern of rewards based on the number of descendants, reaching three hundred would lead to improved rewards, and Han Li was somewhat expectant.

With the talented descendants nearly reaching the target, and the total number of descendants close as well, less than twenty to go, Han Li estimated it wouldn’t be long after reaching three hundred talented descendants.

At that time, receiving two types of substantial rewards in quick succession, he could gain a significant amount of cultivation experience. Adding a hundred years of cultivation experience for every hundred descendants, along with the cultivation experience he had accrued himself, Han Li felt he was getting close to breaking through to the True Martial Realm.

Even if it were still not enough, it would at most take another half a year, which was about six months ahead of his initial estimate.

Mainly, with the Li Manor’s Han Li prolifically taking concubines, there would be at least twenty-five talented descendants born in seven to ten months.

In the coming period, Han Li would continue to take more concubines under the guise of Li Feiyu, to broaden his sources and strive diligently.

“Sigh, in truth, the elder isn’t just laying back; every day is spent either in battle or on the way to battle,” Han Li sighed inwardly.