Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Chapter 35: 98% Certainty_l

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Han Li couldn’t help but feel like laughing. Leaving Leizhou, crossing Qingzhou, and heading for Luzhou—did they really think they could avoid him?

As for the two sisters encountering an accident, that was only to be expected.

Generally, Great Masters of the Gang Yuan Realm could travel between states safely and without incident. Cultivators below the Gang Yuan Realm, if they

wished to cross states, would do well to travel at noon; otherwise, they would surely meet with misfortune.

The two sisters were also peerless beauties, which only increased the likelihood of trouble. Human skin masks were of no use in front of a Great Master of the Gang Yuan Realm.

Despite there being fewer than twenty in Fengyang Manor, the Gang Yuan Realm cultivators were not so scarce in the whole of Leizhou.

Leizhou, one of the eighteen provinces of the Daqian Empire, spanned tens of thousands of miles and had twenty-three manors, including Fengyang Manor, Zhenyi Manor, Fenglei Manor, etc.

Excluding those from the Four Sects and the cultivators from Leizhou’s city, the twenty-three manors had roughly five hundred cultivators in the Gang Yuan Realm. The five great powers had slightly fewer, around four hundred or so.

This meant that there were approximately nine hundred cultivators in the Gang Yuan Realm within Leizhou, primarily concentrated among the five great powers, followed by various manor cities, and lastly within the prefecture-level sects.

There were so many other places the two sisters could have gone; instead, they headed straight for the city of Zhenyi Manor, where the probability of being discovered by a cultivator of the Gang Yuan Realm was quite significant.

To think of traveling to another state to escape his covetous gaze, only to run back to him for help in the face of danger, was truly ironic.

“What’s the name of this Gang Yuan Realm cultivator and what’s his cultivation level?” Han Li inquired.

He was inclined to agree to Lin Yiwu’s request. To take a peerless beauty as a concubine, especially since Lin Yiwu was young and, for some reason, had not yet joined a major sect. She had cultivated all the way to the Pihai Realm on her own, which suggested that her talent was not lacking and might be even better than that of Qiu Yueyao.

But the old ancestor Han was always cautious. He didn’t want to rush into a rescue without understanding the enemy’s situation; to know both the enemy and oneself is to be victorious in every battle.

Simply put, he wanted to increase his chances of a successful rescue.

If the said Great Master of the Gang Yuan Realm was too powerful and the risk of rescuing them too great, Han Li would abandon the attempt.

If he wished for eternal life, he had to be stable and not reckless!

Before coming, Lin Yiwu had already spent a considerable sum to purchase intelligence from the Tianji Pavilion. She responded immediately, “His name is Cui Pingyu, with the seventh layer of the Gang Yuan Realm, coming from the

Hehuan Sect.”

Having said this, Lin Yiwu looked at Han Li with a hopeful expression, her eyes filled with pleading.

Han Li was her last hope, but she had no confidence whether he would agree. After all, this was a late-stage Great Master of the Gang Yuan Realm from a major sect. Although Han Li was also of the Gang Yuan Realm, it was highly likely that his cultivation was not as advanced as Cui Pingyu’s, which meant the chances of him agreeing were extremely slim.

Meeting Lin Yiwu’s eager gaze, Han Li’s lips curved slightly upward as he said indifferently, “I don’t mind dealing with a late-stage Great Master of the Gang Yuan Realm, but it will cost extra.”

Extra charge?

Lin Yiwu’s expression changed from surprise to astonishment, feeling a heaviness in her heart.

She blinked and said weakly, “Elder, 1…1 do not have that many Spirit Stones or treasures.”

As a cultivator who had just broken through to the Pihai Realm, she had already exhausted most of her Spirit Stones and treasures at the gathering of loose cultivators; she hardly had enough left to hire a Great Master of the Gang

Yuan Realm.

No money to offer, no life to give…it seemed she had nothing at all!

“I do not need your Spirit Stones or treasures,” Han Li said with a smile.

Biting her lip, Lin Yiwu steeled her heart and asked directly, “Then, elder, what do you need to offer your help?”

No matter what, she had to enlist Han Li’s help. She could see that Han Li was willing to assist but was being cautious, needing a higher price to act without restraint.

Han Li gave her a deep look and said indifferently, “Just you alone is not enough.”

Lin Yiwu was first startled, then violently shook her head and said, “No way!”

This old ancestor from the Han Family actually wanted her sister Lin Yiyin to also become his concubine. Wasn’t she enough?

If she really agreed, what would be the point of asking Han Li to rescue her sister Lin Yiyin?

Han Li said nothing, leaving the pressure on Lin Yiwu.

Why would he go out of his way to provoke a late-stage Gang Yuan Realm Great Master and possibly bring trouble from the Hehuan Sect without sufficient benefit in return?

A mere Lin Yiwu was not worth the risk of exposing his cultivation for his help.

Either the sisters marry him together, or she could find her own way.

It might seem like taking advantage of someone’s vulnerability, but Han Li didn’t care about that. He just wanted to give two peerless beauties a home, protect them from harm, prevent the sisters from being separated by life and death. What was wrong with that?

“Sigh-”

Lin Yiwu was silent for a long time before she finally let out a long sigh, trembling as she said, “Han Li, you’ve won.”

This sentence seemed to drain all her strength, and she appeared rather dejected, lowering her proud head without expression.

Faced with the choice between having Lin Yiyin forcibly taken as a concubine by an ugly Great Master and drained to death, and both sisters marrying Han Li as concubines, she ultimately chose the latter.

At least Han Li was handsome and a top-notch attractive man, at least Han Li would not drain his concubines, and treated each of them well, at least Han Li had a long life ahead of him, with prospects of advancing to the God Refining Realm, at least her sister wouldn’t be separated by death, at least…

In an instant, Lin Yiwu found many reasons for herself, continuously convincing herself, but unbeknownst to her, she had already burst into tears, the drops falling like pearls onto a jade plate.

“Sister, I’m sorry,” Lin Yiwu murmured in her heart.

When Lin Yiwu looked up again, she found that Han Li had disappeared without taking advantage of the situation, which brought a trace of relief and…

gratitude to her heart.

She had genuinely feared that Han Li would do something to her at that moment, deliberately delaying the rescue of her sister Lin Yiyin.

In the bedchamber, Han Li’s figure appeared here.

Although he had agreed with Lin Yiwu, Han Li was not going to recklessly charge in; he needed to make preparations, and fortunately, he had sufficient time.

Cui Pingyu placed great importance on Lin Yiyin, intending to give her a grand concubine wedding ceremony seven days later; perhaps he was also hoping to lure Lin Yiwu into trying to rescue her, and then capture Lin Yiwu to take her as a junior concubine as well.

“A late-stage Gang Yuan Realm Great Master, definitely not easy to handle,” Han Li frowned slightly.

Cui Pingyu, a core disciple from one of the Four Sects of Leizhou – the Hehuan Sect, had learned many Profound Rank cultivation techniques and martial skills which made him very strong.

To snatch someone from his grasp, safely take them back to Lingjun City, and not reveal his identity was by no means an easy feat.

The Cui Manor would certainly be protected by formations, and even if he managed to sneak in, it wouldn’t be easy to take Lin Yiyin away without drawing Cui Pingyu’s pursuit, greatly risking the exposure of his own identity.

With his current identity, it was also not suitable to approach Cui Pingyu for a trade, offering treasured items for Lin Yiyin’s return. Would a late-stage Gang Yuan Realm Great Master care about a mere Level 5 cultivator from the Pihai Realm? He might even kill to seize the treasure, and a fight could also expose his identity.

The best solution was to kill Cui Pingyu; then, for the time being, no one would chase after him, and by the time the Hehuan Sect started investigating, he would have already erased his traces.

The problem was that Cui Pingyu was no easy target. This man had connections with several Great Masters in Zhenyi City, and if a battle occurred, it was highly probable that they would come to support him.

Over the next three days, Han Li made intensive preparations until he felt confident enough, and then he quietly left Lingjun City, heading for Zhenyi

Manor..