Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage-Chapter 733

Chapter 733: Chapter 278: Shearing Wool and Raising Pigs, the Stupefied Emperor Changfeng, Several Buddhist Girls, Han Li’s Major Move_3 Chapter 733: Chapter 278: Shearing Wool and Raising Pigs, the Stupefied Emperor Changfeng, Several Buddhist Girls, Han Li’s Major Move_3 “There will be a chance,” Han Yong Ji said with a smile.

Emperor Changfeng looked at him intently, feeling somewhat odd.

This was different from the responses of the other Han Mansion brats.

Could it be that Han Li, who clung to life so desperately, had a change of heart?

Or was it that Han Li was planning to show up in person, wanting to snatch the Immortal Scripture and Immortal Grade Martial Skill from his hands?

All sorts of speculations flashed through his mind, and Emperor Changfeng suddenly laughed, then said, “Seeing as you’re so honest, I can give you one Saint Abyss Realm level Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill each.”

“Not enough.”

“I want Heaven Imperial Realm level Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill, and the more, the better.”

Han Yong Ji flatly rejected the offer, as the Saint Abyss Realm Cultivation Technique and Martial Skills were of no use to him; he was already cultivating at the Heaven Immortal Rank.

The reason he was the last one was because Emperor Changfeng was no longer of any value; having gained the foundations of the five major powers, Chengsheng Mountain looked down upon Emperor Changfeng.

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“Han Yong Ji, do you think that’s possible?” Emperor Changfeng sneered.

“Nothing’s impossible.

I’m very easy to talk to; we can discuss anything.

Whatever conditions you have, I can agree to all of them,” Han Yong Ji claimed, covering all the bases, as he scoffed to himself.

Unlike his brothers and sisters, he truly could agree to anything, since Emperor Changfeng was going to be dealt with anyway.

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A glint flashed in Emperor Changfeng’s eyes as he tested with a few rather excessive demands, and Han Yong Ji agreed to all of them.

This abnormal behavior made Emperor Changfeng feel uneasy, but he also couldn’t fathom the reason, clueless about what Han Yong Ji and Han Li were scheming.

Emperor Changfeng stated several more conditions, two of which were crucial, and Han Yong Ji intentionally rejected them without hesitation.

This, in turn, relieved Emperor Changfeng.

If Han Yong Ji truly agreed to everything, he would have become anxious and would not have given Han Yong Ji anything.

After negotiating for a while, Han Yong Ji also thoughtfully swore an oath with the Oath Stone, putting Emperor Changfeng at ease.

Yet, his confusion deepened.

How much did this young man hate Han Mansion?

He betrayed many of the mansion’s interests to obtain opportunities from him.

“Han Yong Ji, you can leave now.

Don’t forget our agreement, or else…

Heh~” Emperor Changfeng’s face was expressionless, a touch of murderous intent fleeting.

Unhearing, Han Yong Ji was less than a hundred meters from Emperor Changfeng when he suddenly laughed, his laughter unrestrained.

He had already reaped enough opportunities from Emperor Changfeng, even exceeding his task, hence there was no need to pretend anymore.

Besides the Immortal Scripture and Immortal Grade Martial Skills of Emperor Changfeng, they had more or less taken everything else that they could value, basically plucking Emperor Changfeng clean.

“What are you laughing at?” Emperor Changfeng’s brow furrowed, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

“Nothing much, just a piece of news for you,” Han Yong Ji replied.

“Speak.”

“The White Emperor is dead, killed by my father.”

“Boom!”

Before Han Yong Ji’s words had finished, Emperor Changfeng explosively unleashed a terrifying aura.

Such force made the Emperor Formation shake, and even strands of the Emperor’s Might seeped out under his full blast, but Han Yong Ji seemed as if he didn’t feel it.

Through the rainbow barrier, Emperor Changfeng’s eyes were bloodshot with raging fury, staring intently at Han Yong Ji, and his ice-cold voice said with emphasis, “Is what you said true?!”

“Absolutely true,” Han Yong Ji replied with a shrug.

As the words settled, without waiting for Emperor Changfeng to speak again, Han Yong Ji left him with a cool silhouette, disappearing into the Underground World.

“Damn it!!!” Emperor Changfeng roared.

As a Heaven Imperial Realm Great Emperor, his schemes were unfathomable, and he normally would not show his emotions, but now he truly couldn’t hold back.

“I was pretending before, now it’s real.”

He felt life was a dull gray.

The White Emperor is dead!

His nemesis, the White Emperor, was dead.

Normally, he should’ve been delighted, but now he couldn’t feel any joy at all.

No wonder Han Yong Ji agreed so readily to his many demands, no wonder Han Yong Ji said Han Li would come to see him.

This was a clear case of using him up and then squeezing out whatever value was left.

He probably couldn’t escape death.

Emperor Changfeng couldn’t fathom why Han Li had grown so fast, why he was so strong, strong enough to even kill the White Emperor who wielded True Immortal weapons and was a supreme being of the Yuankun Domain.

But he knew that if what Han Yong Ji had said was true, he was finished.

“I hope it’s not true, alas.”

Emperor Changfeng looked at the empty Underground World with a complex expression, sighed, and for the first time, sat down on the ground in despair.

In his heart, he hoped it was false, but given Han Yong Ji’s performance today, it could well be true.

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Chengsheng Mountain, Chengdao Peak.

Han Li’s figure descended upon the mountaintop.

With his hands behind his back, he admired the grand beauty of the world, feeling very pleased.

He had just returned from Little Western Heaven at Xumi Mountain.

This time, the female bodhisattva Han Linxi, in an effort to please him, not only obediently performed many challenging poses but also introduced him to several stunning buddhist nuns.

With the female bodhisattva being so courteous, how could Han Li hold back?

He naturally engaged in intimate exchanges of dao with them, imparting the profound truths of the great dao that he had mastered, helping their minor ways to expand.

Under Han Li’s personal guidance, the nuns deeply felt his immense sincerity.

They became utterly devoted and grateful to him, unable to help themselves from singing beautiful melodies.

Han Li, with his acute perception while teaching the dao, noticed that the female bodhisattva and the nuns seemed somewhat distracted.

Therefore, he spared no courtesy in administering a “stick” education, beating them until they knelt begging for mercy, bowing before and behind him.

After reflecting on his actions thrice daily, Han Li then returned to Chengdao Peak.

No sooner had he returned than Lu Tianxiang appeared beside him, her face beaming with a smile.

“Husband, have you returned from Sister Linxi’s place?” Lu Tianxiang asked with a smile.

The female bodhisattva Han Linxi had visited Chengsheng Mountain a few days earlier but didn’t stay long before returning to Xumi Mountain; she wasn’t used to being there, mainly because Chengdao Peak had too many sister wives.

It was better to stay at Xumi Mountain; out of sight, out of mind.

Han Li nodded slightly, pulled Lu Tianxiang into his embrace, and his hand casually stroked her, “Has there been an outcome with Yong Ji?”

“He has completed the task you set.

He thoroughly bamboozled Emperor Changfeng,” Lu Tianxiang couldn’t help laughing.

Han Yong Ji had gone to see Emperor Changfeng, and although Lu Tianxiang did not follow, she used a Heavenly Immortal weapon to monitor the situation, watching everything that happened in the Underground World.

As Han Li’s first wife, Lu Tianxiang was also one of his most favored wives, even slightly more so than Jiang Baiye, Yun Miaoyi, and Gongsun Yue.

Her authority on Chengsheng Mountain was considerable, allowing her to use Heavenly Immortal weapons and even command True Immortal weapons at critical moments.

“That’s good.”

Han Li wasn’t surprised.

He had high hopes for Han Yong Ji, and this was just a small test, easily passed.

“We’ll discuss the rest when Yong Ji returns.”

“Xiangxiang, it’s time for our morning practice.”

“My dear, didn’t you just get out of the female bodhisattva’s bed?”

“Isn’t this for you…”