Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage-Chapter 154 - 132: The Storm Approaches! Jiao Saint! Dragon Soul and Dragon Ball!_2

Chapter 154: Chapter 132: The Storm Approaches! Jiao Saint! Dragon Soul and Dragon Ball!_2

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This is a Femme Fatale!

“How annoying, should I seek revenge or not?”

The seductive and soul-stirring voice resonated in the grand hall, a frown creasing the Femme Fatale’s brow, which would make anyone who saw it feel heartache, not willing to let her frown.

The death of Cui Pingyu finally had a lead; everything pointed to Tianxuan Mountain’s core disciple, Han Li.

Cui Pingyu was a core disciple of the Hehuan Sect, dispatched to Zhenyi Manor on an assignment, responsible for infiltrating Qingzhou, a matter significant to the grand plans of the Yinyang Sect.

However, Cui Pingyu had died in previous years, killed by someone who forced their way into the manor, and the evidence at the scene pointed to the White Lotus Cult, but Yan Liulong was no fool to believe that.

She ordered an investigation, as the death of a core disciple was no small matter, but after years with no results, the Hehuan Sect had given up on the probe.

Recently, there had been a turnaround, as someone conveyed information to the Hehuan Sect, claiming the culprit behind the deed was Tianxuan Mountain’s Han Li.

Han Li had a concubine, named Lin Yiyin, who looked exactly like the female cultivator that Cui Pingyu had attempted to capture. Han Li had attacked Cui Pingyu for this woman, and had then pinned the deed on the White Lotus Cult.

Yan Liulong had the intelligence gathered, confirming the information about Lin Yiyin was correct—many at the Cui Manor in Zhenyi City had seen Lin Yiyin, indeed confirming she was the same person as Han Li’s concubine.

Yan Liulong also looked into Han Li’s background and discovered he was a cultivator in the God Refining Realm. Although he had reached the realm only within the last two years, it was possible he had hidden his cultivation level in earlier years, otherwise, why would Gongsun Yun, that old fox, accept him as a direct disciple?

Han Li had the strength to kill Cui Pingyu, and with Lin Yiyin in Han Mansion, the murderer could be confirmed without a doubt.

Under normal circumstances, with the discovery of the murderer, she would launch an attack and directly obliterate him, to uphold the name of the Hehuan Sect.

Only, that Han Li was quite cunning, having preemptively moved to Yuanzhou, which left Yan Liulong feeling somewhat at a loss for how to proceed.

Her identity prevented her from easily entering other provinces of the Daqian Empire, and with the undercurrents growing treacherous, she did not want to die without clarity. She desired to retire after achieving success and ascend to a Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm.

Since Han Li had fled, her next course would be to make trouble for Han Li’s Sect, which indeed seemed to be what the force secretly passing intel wanted to see.

Yan Liulong’s mind was delicate and crystal clear, piercing through the secrecy of the situation; however, this was an open plot, enticing those willing to be ensnared.

Tianxuan Mountain and the Hehuan Sect were both among the Four Sects of Leizhou with nearly equal power, and Hehuan Sect represented the Yinyang Sect.

If she were to commence hostilities with Tianxuan Mountain, triggering a conflict, she would fall into the trap of other forces. That force clearly intended to prematurely drag the Yinyang Sect into the turmoil, muddying the waters, and prevent them from profiting as bystanders.

To coerce Tianxuan Mountain into paying a price, the Hehuan Sect would need the Yinyang Sect’s power. Tianxuan Mountain had not aligned with Da Qian, but the Daqian Empire wouldn’t just stand by either.

Yan Liulong did not want to proceed in such a manner, for it would disrupt the Yinyang Sect’s grand plans, with extremely severe consequences.

Yet she did not wish to let Han Li get away scot-free; she wanted to capture him, teach him a good lesson, and “harvest” him to vent her spleen.

She was very interested in Han Li; a man who frequently took concubines and did not compete outside, yet whose cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds perhaps he possessed some high-level Dual Cultivation Technique or Collection and Supplement Method.

She was eager to compare her Collection and Supplement Method prowess with Han Li’s to see whose was more formidable.

Huozhou City, Royal Manor.

Master Lan stepped forward, informing Prince Wu’an of two significant pieces of news that had arrived from the Capital City.

“It’s actually her! ”

A rare look of astonishment appeared on Prince Wu’an’s face, who normally carried an expression of settled composure with everything seemingly within his grasp.

“Left Chancellor, oh Left Chancellor, why the suffering. Alas.”

Following that, Prince Wu’an sighed again, thinking of the Left Chancellor and ultimately deciding not to pursue accountability.

The Left Chancellor was not only immensely powerful but also had rendered great service to the Daqian Empire, assisting two Emperors Qian. He would continue to serve when it was his turn to ascend the throne.

Regardless, the Left Chancellor still favored Da Qian, his heart loyal to the Empire. Otherwise, he would not have made the decision to reveal such confidential and vital news.

“The last Jiao Dragon in the world, an ancient sage, the legend of Yingyuan Mountain is actually true; it’s really unexpected,” Prince Wu’an said with a multitude of emotions.

Now, he finally knew what the grand opportunity he had been waiting for was. Everything became clear, and it was all related to the last Jiao Dragon in the world.

According to the legends, the ancient sage traversed the Eight Hundred Divine Regions, slaying the malevolent Jiao Dragons, and the very last one fled to Qianyuan Divine Province but still couldn’t escape its fate.

Now it seems, after the death of that Jiao Dragon, the ancient sage had other plans and only took the immensely valuable treasures such as dragon tendons, blood, hide, bones, and more.

But the dragon’s most important attributes, the Dragon Soul and Dragon Ball, were left behind. It is said that this particular Jiao Dragon had just ascended to the Holy Abyss Realm, and its power was extremely terrifying.

From the news that came from Da Qian, it could be confirmed that Yingyuan Mountain was the transformed body of that Jiao Saint. However, all the valuable treasures were taken away, leaving only a rich spiritual energy, which formed a large dragon vein.

But that dragon vein was taken by powerful beings over a hundred thousand years ago, leaving Yingyuan Mountain rather ordinary and the source of a legend.

The Dragon Soul reincarnated and was reborn as the daughter of the Prime Minister, who noticed abnormalities early on, investigated, but did not inform Da Qian, choosing to keep it a secret.

Now, as the Prime Minister’s daughter and Da Qian are on the brink of opposition, the Prime Minister has made his choice to stand with Da Qian and revealed the news.

And the grand opportunity he needed was the Jiao Dragon’s Dragon Ball. With that Dragon Ball, he could refine a King Grade Pill, and he could even rapidly advance to the Divine Yuan Realm and improve his talent further—a heavenly fortune indeed.

No wonder when Yingyuan Mountain was severed, the Prophet sensed that the secrets of heaven had become clear in an instant, pinpointing the rough range where the opportunity for fortune appeared.

“It seems she is my greatest opponent,” Prince Wu’an said with a complex tone. He had seen the Prime Minister’s daughter before, a delicate beauty without any cultivation.

Now, it seemed he had been deceived, which might have to do with the fact that his combat ability hadn’t reached the True Martial Realm at that time. Prince Wu’an put down his fishinq rod, stood up, and looked in the direction of Yingyuan Mountain with a grave expression. The Dragon Lady had put significant pressure on him.

According to the Prime Minister, the Dragon Lady had reached the True Martial Realm a few years ago, but no one knew exactly which level of the True Martial Realm she had achieved.

He needed the Dragon Ball, but the Dragon Lady would certainly not give it up, for it was a critical item for her reincarnated life and central to whether she could climb to that domain in this life.

It was inevitable that the Dragon Lady and Da Qian would stand in opposition.

Yuanzhou, Chengsheng Mountain.

The morning light was faint, and the sky gradually brightened.

On the vast and soft bed, Han Li woke up, looking at the breathtaking Sword Immortal in his arms, his lips curving into a smile.

Last night, he had successfully penetrated the Sword Immortal’s several lines of defense, leaving only the last one.

The Sword Immortal first resisted and then relented in a half-hearted manner, but she defended the final line with all her might, making Han Li give up. Even so, he was very satisfied.

Looking at the warm and fragrant jade in his arms, Han Li felt a sense of pride; the Sword Immortal had finally fallen into his hands, something unimaginable in the past.

The Sword Immortal, while asleep, seemed even more enchanting, with a face as beautiful as a heavenly fairy, shy and timid. Her autumn water-like eyes were half-open, brimming with tender, water-like affection, as if she were in a beautiful dream.

Her silver hair, smooth and soft, scattered on the bed, half-covering that cold and peerless face; her neck was long and white, pristine without a single flaw, moving down to the white dress she wore last night.

The white dress concealed her delicate and compelling curves, her boneless, fairy-like figure. The dress rose and fell with her perfect body, complementing it as if she were a fairy waiting to be plucked from the Moon Palace.

Her straight and slender jade legs were extremely tempting, coyly held together, and blended with her slender shoulders and waist, forming a dreamlike image of a sleeping fairy.

“Truly beautiful,” Han Li couldn’t help but praise aloud.

Jiang Baiye’s eyelashes fluttered, as if she were about to wake up, or perhaps she was already awake.

Han Li gently held her in his arms, carefully, feeling the warm and fragrant jade, inhaling the fresh scent of the Sword Immortal’s body..