Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage - Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Chapter 230: The Great Loving Ancestor Gets Married! Blissful Ji Mingyue! Treasure Chest Explosion, the Second Immortal Weapon Obtained!_2

Yuan Youwei felt somewhat smug inside. As long as she could get Ji Mingyue on her side, based on Han Li’s behavior in the past half month, he would not easily harm the two of them. This allowed them to maintain their Primordial Yin Body. If it were just her alone, her situation would be precarious and far less secure.

Unfortunately, Yuan Youwei was mistaken. She didn’t understand Han Li at all. The majority of Han Li’s behavior while interacting with her these days had been a pretense. Her actions would only exhaust Han Li’s last bit of patience and result in a loss not worth the gain.

But Yuan Youwei didn’t know this.

Each of Yuan Youwei’s words struck Ji Mingyue’s Daoist heart like a heavy hammer, causing her complexion to turn ashen and leaving her even more at a loss.

Gazing upon Yuan Youwei’s cold, otherworldly figure from behind, Ji Mingyue’s delicate lips were tightly pressed together, not saying a word, her heart in turmoil.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Mingyue spoke up again, her voice grave, “Yuan Youwei, what if Han Li isn’t as you imagine him to be?”

“What you are doing will certainly anger Han Li, and when the time comes, there won’t be a good outcome. Can you really hold out until the incident at Chengsheng Mountain happens?”

Yuan Youwei’s thoughts were clear to Ji Mingyue, but Ji Mingyue couldn’t agree with her. Yuan Youwei’s approach was too risky.

It seemed that Yuan Youwei had forgotten that Han Li was a daring and audacious person. He had even dared to defile the split souls of Empress Yuanchu and the Huangyue Imperial Empire’s empress, two unparalleled female emperors. How then could the two of them escape from Han Li’s Devil’s Palm?

Ji Mingyue didn’t believe for a second that Han Li was a gentleman; it had all been an act these past days.

If Han Li were to force himself upon them, they would still be compelled to lose their chastity to him. Thinking they could remain chaste in Han Li’s grasp was just a fool’s dream.

From the information that had subtly transpired from Han Li in this half month, the outcomes of them giving in willingly or being forced were different.

To willingly marry Han Li, with their status, cultivation, and appearances, they would be Han Li’s Dao companions, holding extremely high positions at Chengsheng Mountain. If they were forced into marriage, it was uncertain whether they could become Dao companions at all.

The term “Dao companion” represented the status one held at Chengsheng Mountain, indicative of the cultivation resources obtained and the privileges and benefits enjoyed.

The reason Ji Mingyue was wavering and no longer holding onto her own opinions was that she had come to understand this fact. After all, she was only in the mid-stage of the Saint Abyss Realm. When it came to combat ability, Han Li was not much weaker than her, so becoming his Dao companion was not shameful.

Otherwise, being forced would make their situation miserable. By the time White Emperor City, Yuanchu Mountain, and the Huangyue Imperial Empire arrived for rescue, they would have lost everything.

Not only would they have lost their chastity by then, but in such circumstances, they would likely have their cultivation destroyed, or even be killed outright. Even if Chengsheng Mountain were to be destroyed, it would be of no use to Ji Mingyue and not worth it at all.

“Would he dare?” Yuan Youwei said indifferently, seemingly full of confidence.

She was a Quasi Emperor, a future empress of the Heaven Imperial Realm. To be forced into marriage with a Cultivator of the first level of the Tongxuan Realm would be a great insult, and Yuan Youwei’s pride wouldn’t allow that.

If Han Li only had her as a Dao companion or only sought her, Zimiao Zhen, and Ji Mingyue as his three Dao companions, Yuan Youwei might reluctantly agree. However, Han Li had too many wives and concubines, which she could not accept.

Yuan Youwei was convinced that Han Li would not dare to kill her, otherwise the incident at Chengsheng Mountain would be exposed instantly, and Han Li was far from being a match for Empress Yuanchu.

If she were to use some tactics, she also had the confidence that Han Li would neither dare nor be able to force himself upon her, resulting in her forced loss of chastity.

Ji Mingyue opened her mouth, wanting to speak, then hesitated. She wanted to say that Han Li might indeed dare, but ultimately, she kept silent.

Yuan Youwei’s situation was different from hers. What Ji Mingyue was willing to do, Yuan Youwei might not be willing to.

“Ji Mingyue, think it over carefully. Don’t act foolishly,” Yuan Youwei said as she turned around. Looking at the troubled and hesitant Ji Mingyue, she reached out her jade hand to caress her stunning face and then left.

Quietly watching Yuan Youwei depart, Ji Mingyue glanced at the surging clouds and also left, heading back to her own chamber to reflect in solitude.

Chengdao Peak, Qiandao Hall.

Han Li was discussing the Tao with Zimiao Zhen, contemplating the profound truths of life. For a time, flowers seemed to rain from the sky and golden lotuses sprung from the earth, with the sound of celestial music endlessly lingering in the air.

Han Li was also using a portion of his mental energy to control his Divine Sense to monitor Cloud View Terrace, listening to every word of the conversation between Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei. He made no comment, leaving the matter for another day.

Withdrawing his Divine Sense, Han Li then tightly embraced the beautiful and sweet Zimiao Zhen, giving her his full attention.

In a moment, Zimiao Zhen’s eyes became dreamy, her face showing a wealth of tenderness under her fluttering purple hair.

Unbeknownst to when, the supreme grade glass jade mirror reflected the figure of a person.

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The next day, Han Li came alone to Cloud View Terrace, and Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei arrived punctually as well.

Han Li’s hands rested on the balustrade as he gazed into the distance at the rising morning sun, waiting for the first ray of light to break the eternal night, when a stroke of morning glow tinged with purple qi was inhaled by Han Li.

Only then did Han Li turn around, appraising Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei.

Ji Mingyue had removed the light veil from her face, revealing her breathtaking visage to Han Li, signaling her stance.

Yuan Youwei, still clad in her veil, remained unapproachable and cold, looking as if Han Li owed her ten Heavenly Immortal weapons. Her arms were crossed as she tried to adopt a condescending posture toward Han Li.

“Ji Mingyue, Yuan Youwei, have you two come to a decision?” Han Li inquired with a smile lingering in his tone.

Yuan Youwei glanced at Ji Mingyue and shook her head slightly. Ji Mingyue ignored Yuan Youwei’s gesture and said indifferently, “I can be your Dao companion.”