Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Chapter 531: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

At dawn,

where sunlight couldn’t reach, Han Li did.

“Coming again?”

Zi Miao Zhen, who had debated Dao all night, lay sprawled across the bed in a lazy pose, propping up her chin as she spoke.

After the prolonged battle, Zi Miao Zhen no longer had the pure and sacred look of a Heavenly Immortal from the day before; her face now glowed with a ruddy flush, her brows hinted at springtime, and her eyes were as seductive as silk.

Han Li was about to leave, but turned back at her words, only to see Zi Miao Zhen’s slender jade hand resting on her thigh while her other hand brought her delicate, onion-white fingers to her vermilion lips and teeth.

This was no Heavenly Immortal Fairy, but rather a peerless beauty!

Zi Miao Zhen was one of the three great fairies of White Emperor City, her beauty famous throughout the Endless Yuankun Domain. Had any of her admirers seen this, their Dao hearts would likely have shattered.

Luckily, the elder was kind-hearted; he was content with keeping these scenes to himself.

“What a little enchantress.”

Han Li, a man unskilled at refusal, had no choice but to continue exchanging Daoist insights with Zi Miao Zhen.

“Zhen’er, speak as you need,” he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li walked over, sat on the bed, and prepared for a session of seated waiting ( ). [Fill in the blank]

After they completed their morning routine, Han Li imparted his profound Daoist knowledge to Zi Miao Zhen, leaving her utterly convinced in mind, speech, hand, and leg.

Atop Chengdao Peak, Han Li flipped his hand and brought out an emerald-colored bowl, palm-sized and rather ordinary-looking.

These days, Han Li was busy exchanging affections with Zi Miao Zhen and preparing to marry this peerless holy woman, so he hadn’t yet addressed the matter of the Bihai Bowl, a Top Grade imperial weapon.

“Xi Yue.”

With a soft call from Han Li, Xi Yue’s perfect form appeared beside him, smiling fondly at him.

“Master.”

“You summon the Bihai Bowl’s Artifact Spirit. If it harbors any ill intent, give it a profound lesson,” Han Li said calmly.

“Alright.”

Xi Yue nodded and with a gentle hook of her fair, onion-like fingers towards the Bihai Bowl,

a burst of light involuntarily flew out of the bowl, growing larger and then landing onto the ground.

When the light faded, there appeared a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a jade-green gown, her figure breathtakingly exquisite, curves elegant, and her long, fair legs adorned with a white leg band.

“Han Li, what do you intend to do?”

The Bihai Bowl’s Artifact Spirit, a seemingly delicate and beautiful woman, asked Han Li weakly.

Although the Bihai Bowl was sealed, she had heard every word of the previous conversation between Han Li and Zi Miao Zhen.

“Of course, I’m going to… you.”

Looking at the woman in the jade-green dress, a spark of interest lit in Han Li’s eyes. He had thought the spirit would be a burly man, and while correcting himself, he said indifferently, “What do I want to do? Don’t you already know?”

“I will not consent,” the jade-dress beauty said with a cold laugh.

The White Emperor was one of the lords of the Yuankun Domain and one of the nine Supreme Beings. Betrayal was not an option for her, sorry, she just couldn’t do it.

Even if Han Li had boundless potential, the White Emperor would crush him before he grew powerful, and the price of betrayal was too steep.

“You won’t consent, eh?”

Han Li raised an eyebrow and said coolly, “Xi Yue, infuse her body with a strand of Immortal light.”

With a flick of Xi Yue’s finger, a strand of Immortal light entered the jade-dress beauty’s body, turning her ethereal form solid, indistinguishable from a real living being.

“You… you… you… what are you going to do?” The jade-dress beauty suddenly panicked, a terrible thought flashing through her mind.

Could Han Li actually lay hands on her?

She was an Artifact Spirit!

Who would get involved with an Artifact Spirit like that? That was just perverted.

But judging by Han Li’s demeanor, it seemed he might actually do as she feared. As Han Li drew closer, her heart pounded fiercely under her breast, full of trepidation.

“Please don’t!” she silently pleaded.

Han Li reached out with his right hand, lifted the jade-dress beauty’s chin, and rather rudely stamped a kiss on her lips.

Feeling her rigid body, Han Li, dissatisfied, pried open her mouth for a give-and-take.

The jade-dress beauty was dumbstruck, her flawless pale face etched with bewilderment.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

As she came to her senses, the jade-dress beauty wanted to resist, to at least bite his tongue as a lesson to Han Li.

But her cheeks were held tight by Han Li; her pretty lips involuntarily parted, her teeth unable to close, completely under Han Li’s control.

Afterward, Han Li wore a satisfied smile, seemingly reminiscing, and said to the fiery-eyed jade-dress beauty, “Cool your temper. If you don’t agree, there’s more excitement to come.”

“You!”

The jade-dress beauty bared her little fangs, clawing at Han Li before finally saying coldly, “Whatever, I will never betray the White Emperor.”

“Oh, didn’t know you were so loyal to the White Emperor,” Han Li clicked his tongue, and without further ado, he embraced the jade-dress beauty and disappeared from Chengdao Peak, returning to his chambers.

The exchange of Daoist methodologies continued with great vigor.

It was like washing away the robe by day, the Yellow River flowing into the sea…

“Shameless! I will never betray the White Emperor.”

“Bastard, you’ve hurt me.”

“Han Li, be gentle.”

“Han Li, why have you stopped moving?”

“….”

As the melodious singing halted, Biyuan couldn’t help but pull over the blanket, covering her exhausted body.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Han Li, you truly are a shameless lecher. I am an Artifact Spirit, what do you take me for?”

The Bihai Bowl’s Artifact Spirit Biyuan, utterly infuriated, shouted angrily.