Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Chapter 543: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

In the early morning,

where sunlight could not reach, Han Li could.

“Han Li, are you coming or not?”

Having stayed up all night exchanging ideas and discussing the Dao with Han Li until dawn, Zimei Zhen languidly lay in bed, propping her chin up with her arm.

After enduring a prolonged battle, Zimei Zhen no longer had the pure and innocent look of the previous day. Initially a sanctified Heavenly Immortal, she now took on a seductive air, with eyes like silk.

As Han Li was preparing to leave, he turned around upon hearing her words and saw Zimei Zhen’s long, jade-like legs intertwined, with one of her graceful hands bringing her tender white fingers to her cherry lips and pearly teeth.

This was no fairy, but a peerless enchantress!

Zimei Zhen was one of the three great fairies of White Emperor City, with her beauty renowned across the Endless Yuankun Domain. Should her many admirers see her now, their faith would likely shatter into pieces.

Luckily, the elder’s heart was kind; these visions were for his eyes only.

“What a little seductress.”

Han Li, never one to refuse, could only continue exchanging Dao insights with Zimei Zhen in such circumstances.

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With those words, Han Li walked over, sat on the bed, and prepared for a seated encounter ( ).[Fill in the blank]

The morning session began, with Han Li imparting his profound knowledge of the Dao to Zimei Zhen, engaging in a new round of Dao exchange, determined to make her utterly convinced.

Latter, he reached the summit of Chengdao Peak, where Han Li flipped his hand and took out a jade-colored bowl, palm-sized and ordinary-looking.

In recent days, Han Li had been busy exchanging affections with Zimei Zhen and arranging to marry such an exceptional female saint; hence, he hadn’t dealt with the Bihai Bowl, a top-grade imperial soldier.

“Xi Yue.”

With a gentle call from Han Li, Xi Yue’s perfect figure appeared by his side, smiling at him.

“Master.”

“Summon the Artifact Spirit of the Bihai Bowl. If it harbors any ill intentions, give it a harsh lesson,” Han Li said indifferently.

“Okay.”

Xi Yue nodded, her fair, tender fingers delicately hooked towards the Bihai Bowl.

A burst of light involuntarily flew out from the Bihai Bowl, growing larger before landing on the ground.

When the light dispersed, it revealed a beautiful woman dressed in a jade green skirt, with a strikingly beautiful face, a petite and curvy body, with gorgeous lines, and long, fair legs adorned with a white leg ring.

“Han Li, what do you want to do?”

The Artifact Spirit, a seemingly delicate and beautiful woman, asked Han Li weakly.

The Bihai Bowl might have been sealed, but she had heard every word of Han Li’s conversation with Zimei Zhen.

“To play an exciting two-player game, of course.”

As he looked at the jade-skirted beauty before him, Han Li’s eyes brightened; he had thought she might be a burly man. He murmured to himself, then said lightly, “You know exactly what I want you to do, don’t you?”

“I won’t agree,” retorted the jade-skirted beauty, scoffing.

Lord of the Yuankun Domain and one of the nine supreme beings, she couldn’t possibly betray the Lord of White Emperor City. Sorry, but that was not something she could do.

Han Li, though full of potential, could be easily crushed by the Lord of White Emperor City before rising to power. The cost of betrayal was too great, and it wasn’t worth it for her.

“You won’t agree, is that so?”

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

With a flick of Xi Yue’s finger, a thread of Immortal light entered the body of the jade-skirted beauty, rendering her previously ethereal form solid, indistinguishable from a real creature.

“You… you… what are you going to do?” In sudden panic, the jade-skirted beauty had a terrifying thought flash through her mind.

Han Li wouldn’t act against her, would he?

After all, she was an Artifact Spirit!

No one had ever done “that” with an Artifact Spirit; that would be far too indecent.

Yet, judging by Han Li’s demeanor, it seemed he might just act on her fears. As he drew closer, her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

“Please don’t!” she silently pleaded.

Han Li extended his right hand, lifting the chin of the jade-skirted beauty, and unceremoniously sealed the deal with a kiss.

Feeling her rigid body beneath his touch, Han Li wasn’t satisfied and pried open her clenched teeth. “I will take action, you just bear it,” he thought.

The jade-skirted beauty was stunned, her porcelain face clouded with confusion.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

As she snapped out of her daze, the jade-skirted beauty wanted to resist, at least bite his tongue as a lesson to Han Li.

But Han Li held her cheeks in his grasp, her rosy lips inevitably parting, her teeth powerless to close—she was completely under his control.

After it was over, Han Li’s face was all smiles, seemingly savoring the moment, and said to the fiery-eyed jade-skirted beauty, “Calm down, if you don’t agree, there’s more excitement to come.”

“You!”

The jade-skirted beauty bared her tiny fangs and clawed at Han Li before saying coldly, “Whatever, I could never betray the Lord of White Emperor City.”

“Yo, I didn’t realize you were so loyal to the Lord of White Emperor City.”

With a tsk, Han Li wasted no more words, pulling the jade-skirted beauty into his arms and vanishing from Chengdao Peak, returning to his own chamber.

The exchange of Dao ensued with great vigor.

The pleasures of this need no elaboration, as everyone understands.

When the ravishing song finally ceased, Biyuan couldn’t help but pull the quilt over herself, her face full of discontent, glaring at Han Li.

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

The Artifact Spirit Biyuan, furious and huffing, chided him.