Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch s Marriage

Chapter 576: Chapter 230: The Beloved Ancestor Marries! The Joyful Ji Mingyue! Treasure Chest Explosion, the Second Immortal Weapon is Obtained!_2

Yuan Youwei felt a bit smug in her heart, thinking that as long as she could bring Ji Mingyue onto her side, based on Han Li’s behavior these past half a month, he would not easily harm either of them. This would allow them to maintain their status as Primordial Yin Bodies. If it were just herself, she would be isolated and vulnerable, not quite safe.

But Yuan Youwei was wrong; she didn’t understand Han Li at all. His behavior these past days had mostly been a pretense; her actions would only exhaust the last of Han Li’s patience and ultimately be counterproductive.

Yuan Youwei didn’t know this.

Every word from Yuan Youwei struck Ji Mingyue’s resolve like a hammer, turning her already pale complexion even whiter and leaving her even more at a loss.

Observing Yuan Youwei’s cool and peerless retreating figure, Ji Mingyue’s delicate lips were tightly pursed, and she remained silent, internally torn.

After taking a deep breath, Ji Mingyue spoke again, her voice grave, “Yuan Youwei, what if Han Li isn’t what you think?”

“Your actions will certainly provoke Han Li, and the outcome will be bad. Can we really hold out until the incident at Chengsheng Mountain?”

Ji Mingyue could clearly see what was going on in Yuan Youwei’s mind, but she dared not agree with her approach, as it was far too risky.

Yuan Youwei seemed to have forgotten that Han Li was a daring and bold man. He had even dared to defile the soul fragments of two peerless Empresses Yuanchu and Huangyue. How could they possibly escape the clutches of Han Li?

Ji Mingyue certainly didn’t believe Han Li to be a gentleman; his actions these days were surely just a facade.

If Han Li decided to force himself on them, they’d still end up being coerced into yielding to him, falling into his hands. They might wish to remain chaste, but fantasizing about it with no basis in reality was useless.

And from the information subtly revealed by Han Li over the past half month, the end result of willing and coerced unions were different.

If they willingly married Han Li, with their status, cultivation level, and beauty, they would be his Dao Companions, which would grant them a high status on Chengsheng Mountain. However, if they were coerced into marriage, whether they could become his Dao Companions was debatable.

The term “Dao Companion” represented their status and identity on Chengsheng Mountain, the cultivation resources they would receive, and the privileges and benefits they would enjoy.

The reason Ji Mingyue wavered and no longer stuck to her own opinion was that she now understood this point. After all, she was only at the mid-stage of the Saint Abyss Realm. In terms of combat ability, Han Li was not much weaker than her, so being his Dao Companion was not embarrassing.

Otherwise, if they were forced into submission, their situation would be dire. By the time reinforcements from White Emperor City, Yuanchu Mountain, and Huangyue Imperial Empire arrived, they would have lost everything.

Not only would they have already lost their chastity by then, but in such a scenario, they might also have their cultivation crippled or even be killed outright. Even if Chengsheng Mountain was destroyed, it would be of no use to Ji Mingyue; it would not be worth it at all.

“Would he dare?” Yuan Youwei said lightly, seemingly confident.

She was a Quasi Emperor, the future Empress of the Heaven Imperial Realm. To be forced to marry a cultivator of only the first level of the Tongxuan Realm would be too humiliating for her. Yuan Youwei’s pride did not allow for this.

If Han Li wanted her alone, or only wanted her, Ji Mingyue, and Zi Miao Zhen as his three Dao Companions, Yuan Youwei might reluctantly agree. But Han Li had too many wives and concubines; she could not accept this.

Yuan Youwei was certain that Han Li wouldn’t dare to kill her; otherwise, the issues at Chengsheng Mountain would be exposed in an instant, and Han Li was far from being a match for Empress Yuanchu.

If she employed some strategies, she also had the confidence to make Han Li neither dare nor be forceful enough to defile her against her will.

Ji Mingyue opened her mouth to speak but then hesitated. She wanted to say that Han Li might indeed dare, but in the end, she remained silent.

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

“Ji Mingyue, think carefully about it. Don’t do anything foolish,” Yuan Youwei turned around, glanced at the hesitant and conflicted Ji Mingyue, gently touched her exquisite face with her hand, and then left.

Watching Yuan Youwei depart silently, Ji Mingyue looked once more at the churning sea of clouds before leaving to return to her own chamber, needing solitude.

Chengdao Peak, Qiandao Hall.

Han Li was discussing the Dao with Zi Miao Zhen, debating the great truths of life. For a moment, flowers rained down from the heavens, and golden lotuses sprouted from the ground, with constant divine music gracing their ears.

Han Li had also spared a portion of his mind to control his Divine Sense, keeping watch over Cloud View Terrace and listening intently to every word exchanged between Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei. He made no comments, deciding to address it later.

After retracting his Divine Sense, Han Li wrapped his arms tightly around the beautiful and sweet Zi Miao Zhen, focusing entirely on her.

In a flash, Zi Miao Zhen’s eyes became dazed, and beneath her floating, violet hair was her enchantingly affectionate and exquisite face.

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The next day, Han Li came alone to Cloud View Terrace, with Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei also arriving on time.

Han Li’s hands rested on the balustrade as he gazed into the distance at the rising morning sun, waiting for the first rays of light to pierce the perpetual night and a streak of dawn’s purple qi to be drawn into his mouth.

It was then that Han Li turned around to take a good look at Ji Mingyue and Yuan Youwei.

Ji Mingyue had removed the light veil from her face, presenting her stunning visage to Han Li, seemingly indicating her attitude.

Yuan Youwei, still veiled and as cold as ever, maintained an aloof expression as if Han Li owed her ten Heavenly Immortal weapons. Her arms were crossed, attempting to convey a superior attitude towards Han Li.

“Ji Mingyue, Yuan Youwei, how have you two decided?” Han Li asked, his tone laced with a smile.

Yuan Youwei looked at Ji Mingyue and shook her head slightly. Ignoring Yuan Youwei’s hint, Ji Mingyue spoke indifferently, “I am willing to be your Dao Companion.”

“Whatever you give to Zi Miao Zhen, you must give to me as well. You cannot treat me any less fairly,” she added.