Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Chapter 584 - 231: The Primitive World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! The blissful life of Elder Han! Zimiao Zhen has given birth!_2

Chapter 584: Chapter 231: The Primitive World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! The blissful life of Elder Han! Zimiao Zhen has given birth!_2

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Fortunately, Han Li was very robust and had strong combat abilities. After discussing the Dao with one of his delicate wives or beautiful concubines, he could hold out for quite some time.

In the following dozen days or so, Han Li did not bother Yuan Youwei, letting her breathe a sigh of relief. The best for her was Han Li’s indifference; being an invisible person on Chengsheng Mountain was also not bad.

Han Li deliberately spent more time with Ji Mingyue, the newly initiated female saint, and for the rest of his time, he was with Zimiao Zhen, Xue Yueqing, Ling Lingshuang, Long Yue, Lu Tianxiang, and other delicate wives and beautiful concubines.

One day, Han Li did not get out of bed until the sun was high in the sky.

Ji Mingyue lay in his arms, her slender jade hand caressing his flat and smooth abdomen, her flawlessly beautiful face filled with a look of helplessness.

“Can we not do it?”

Han Li had restored some of her cultivation, and she could clearly feel an additional sign of life in her belly.

This damn lecher, Han Li, had actually gotten her pregnant.

What a shameless bastard.

He sneakily blocked her sensation in this regard until she was thoroughly pregnant before letting her know.

Ji Mingyue did not want to be pregnant at all, having a child would only slow down her cultivation progress.

Han Li shook his head slightly, embracing the warm fragrance of soft jade in his arms, kissed her beautiful face, and said with a smile,

“Mingyue, Zhen’er has been pregnant for over a month now. Do you really want to be outdone by her?”

“Bastard!”

Ji Mingyue was speechless and spat out in annoyance. Can this even be compared? She thought.

She and Zimiao Zhen competed against each other in charm and grace, and that was about cultivation, status, temperament, beauty, and figure. Who would compete in giving birth?

“Don’t worry, it won’t delay your cultivation. Once the child is born, you can go practice in the Time-Sky Tower. Your cultivation is guaranteed to make leaps and bounds,” Han Li said soothingly.

“That’s more like it.”

Ji Mingyue glanced at Han Li and reluctantly agreed to the arrangement. Now that she was pregnant, what choice did she have? Terminate the pregnancy?

That would be akin to killing her own child, something that Ji Mingyue could not bear, and besides, that bastard Han Li would definitely not agree.

Ji Mingyue also knew about the effects of the Time-Sky Tower; with her cultivation and the Tower’s support, even if she couldn’t reach the ninth level, reaching the eighth would be no issue.

In the eighth level, a day on the outside equated to five years inside, and with Han Li providing her with ample Quasi-Saint Realm elixirs to boost her cultivation, her progress would be a hundred, if not a thousand times faster than before.

Han Li smiled, continuing to spout sweet nothings and even started to get handsy, coaxing Ji Mingyue into a good mood.

Half an hour later, Ji Mingyue was drenched in fragrant sweat.

“Bastard.”

Once again, Ji Mingyue cursed, her cheeks flushed. What happened to the gentleman who was all talk and no action?

Han Li shrugged his shoulders; he was not a righteous gentleman after all. He wouldn’t just act with his hands; he was ready to use his “gun” too.

The two maintained a close and intimate conversation when suddenly Ji Mingyue asked, “Are you really not going to bother with Yuan Youwei anymore?”

Ji Mingyue felt it was incredible. Han Li, a man of bold and amorous pursuits, hadn’t resorted to force, and it had been a month since he brought Yuan Youwei here.

Had she misjudged him?

Was Han Li actually afraid of the three mighty powers: White Emperor City, Huangyue Imperial Empire, and Yuanchu Mountain?

But Ji Mingyue didn’t regret it. With things having come this far, she had accepted the reality. Whatever should or shouldn’t have been done had already been done.

The cultivation environment of Chengsheng Mountain was no less than that of the Huangyue Imperial Empire and was even better in some aspects.

“Isn’t it because I’ve been accompanying you? When would I have the time to deal with her?” Han Li said with a smile. He was also ready to handle Yuan Youwei.

He had been putting it off just so he could impregnate Ji Mingyue in one fell swoop and then deal with that purple-robed empress.

Tsk tsk, a female slave at the Quasi Emperor second heaven’s level, wonder what that’ll taste like.

“Seems like you’ve already got a plan.”

Ji Mingyue freed herself and walked toward the bath area of the bedroom, stepping into a pool of flowers filled with bright and fragrant petals that had just been picked, all of them specially cultivated spiritual flowers.

Han Li, very much aware of the protocol, walked over too and joined her in the flower pool, aiming for a third round.

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After leaving Ji Mingyue’s bedroom, Han Li headed straight for Yuan Youwei’s bedroom.

Yuan Youwei was leisurely painting inside, a hobby of hers from the past that she hadn’t had the time to delve deeper into due to her cultivation pursuits.

Now with her powers sealed and unable to practice cultivation, Yuan Youwei had picked up her hobby once more, engaging in painting daily to refine her temperament.

At the moment, Yuan Youwei was painting a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath, lifelike and exquisite, with the beauty in the painting being none other than herself.

When she finished, looking at her work, satisfaction appeared on her face; her technique was improving.

But what Yuan Youwei didn’t know was that Han Li was standing right behind her, taking in all of her actions and expressions.

“Applause.”

The sound of Han Li clapping filled the air as he appraised the lifelike, semi-concealed, semi-naked beauty emerging from the bath in the painting and praised, “You paint quite well.”

Startled, Yuan Youwei turned around, and seeing Han Li, she frowned and coldly asked, “What do you want, Han Li?”

“You,” Han Li said succinctly.

Yuan Youwei’s expression turned cold as she snapped, “Shameless!”

“Slap!”

Han Li slapped her delicate, flawless, and extremely beautiful face, sending Yuan Youwei flying back, where she crashed heavily onto the floor.

He hadn’t used much force; otherwise, the Yuan Youwei in her current state would have died from his slap.

Han Li said indifferently, “Mind your status.”

He had two female slaves before, but they were more compliant and submissive, completely devoted to Han Li after he had bedded them, with no thoughts of rebellion.

Yuan Youwei was different. Her cultivation was much higher than that of Li Na and Yan Liulong, a strong Quasi Emperor who was renowned far and wide, a Heavenly Immortal acknowledged by the Heavenly Immortal list, adorned with the prestige of Yuanchu Mountain and holding herself in high regard.

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