Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage - Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Chapter 133: The Ancestor Marries Again! Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing (Large Chapter, Please Subscribe)_2

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Jiang Baiye spread a smile across her face, as if she knew what the ageless matriarch was thinking, and then said, “I came here on my own.”

Lu Tianxiang gave a slight nod without changing her expression, but inside, her surprise deepened. Jiang Baiye had actually taken the initiative to come and become Han Li’s wife—could it be that the two really shared mutual affection?

After a moment’s thought, Lu Tianxiang said, “It’s our first meeting, so let’s properly introduce ourselves—I’m Lu Tianxiang.”

She felt there was no need to compare herself with Jiang Baiye; they were inherently different. She was Han Li’s first wife and even had his child; her cultivation level was higher than Jiang Baiye’s, so she naturally had a great advantage.

No matter what, Jiang Baiye was just a younger sister in front of her.

Jiang Baiye was momentarily taken aback by Lu Tianxiang’s reaction, which was slightly unexpected. She had not thought Lu Tianxiang would accept her so quickly, so with a smile, she said:

“Jiang Baiye.”

Inside the bedchamber, Han Li watched the scene unfold, and seeing Lu Tianxiang getting along harmoniously with Jiang Baiye, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He had truly worried that the two women might not get along. Jiang Baiye was a darling of the righteous path, while Lu Tianxiang used to be the enchantress of a heretic sect; their identities were naturally at odds.

However, considering that Jiang Baiye could even get along well with the demoness Yun Miaoyi, it seemed normal for her to mesh with the enchantress.

In the following days, Han Li introduced Jiang Baiye to Li Mingmeng, Liu Yuexin, Lin Yiwu, and his other beautiful concubines so they could get to know each other.

Lin Yiyin, Zhang Lan, Chu Yutong, and the other beautiful concubines were surprised by Jiang Baiye’s identity but accepted her. They were convinced by Jiang Baiye’s position as their husband’s wife.

After all, they were not her match in many respects, and in some aspects, they fell far behind.

A few days later, Han Li’s chosen auspicious day arrived, and he once again held a grand marriage ceremony, inviting forces from all quarters to participate.

Many forces were somewhat speechless—indeed, as a habitual taker of concubines, he had now begun to frequently marry. It hadn’t even been two months since the elder of the Han Family had married his first wife, and now he was marrying a second one, and crucially, they still didn’t know the identities of these two wives.

If not for the fact that the elder of the Han Family was taking it very seriously, which was unlike his usual manner of taking concubines, they would have doubted that the elder of the Han Family was doing this on purpose.

As the elder of the Han Family took a wife, the secular populace near Chengsheng Mountain could eat and drink for free at the banquet for seven days, enjoying plenty of meat and fish.

However, it was different for these forces; participating in the marriage ceremony meant giving gifts, and the congratulatory gifts they had to give were much more valuable than those given on occasions of taking concubines.

Despite their grumbles, various forces from Yonchang Manor, surrounding manors, and forces with vested interests all attended. Even those from the God Refining Realm and Wendao Pavilion sent representatives and brought gifts.

However, they were determined that if the elder of the Han Family continued to take concubines frequently, they could accept it and would merely express goodwill. But if he were to marry frequently, they wouldn’t send expensive gifts anymore.

Otherwise, this marriage business would become a tool for the elder of the Han Family to amass wealth, shamelessly scraping their cultivation resources. If this continued, he could marry six or seven times a year, and within a few years, they would be bankrupt.

The grand wedding took place on Chengsheng Mountain. Aside from those participating, other cultivators did not pay much attention. They were used to it—if the elder of the Han Family did not frequently marry or take concubines, that would be truly strange. This was not something worth noting.

After the wedding, Han Li entered the prepared bridal chamber.

The Sword Immortal, Jiang Baiye—with whom he had been infatuated—was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head covered in a red veil, wearing a gorgeous wedding dress. Compared to the usual white-dressed Jiang Baiye, she seemed three parts more tender and three parts less aloof.

Now, they were legitimately husband and wife.

Sensing Han Li’s entrance, Jiang Baiye’s delicate body trembled slightly, her breaths deep as she tried to calm her inner turmoil.

What was meant to come had finally arrived.

Yinyang Sect.

This was a vast mountain range spanning tens of thousands of miles, with many powerful cultivators coming and going—it was where the gates of the Yinyang Sect were situated.

Atop one of the peaks sat a figure of stunning beauty—it was Yun Miaoyi.

“Han Li, that demon, has actually moved to Yuanzhou’s Yonchang Manor; he sure ran off quickly. A true to his type, always the first to run at any sign of trouble,” said Yun Miaoyi.

She thought Han Li was overly cautious, given his immense strength, and yet he chose to stay far away.

Now, with the situation in Sanzhou growing more tense, even without inside information, Yun Miaoyi could tell that a conflict was imminent.

When that time came, Sanzhou would become a land of chaos. The Daqian Empire, despite its strength, would struggle to contain it, because the Yinyang Sect, Kurong Sect, Da Jing Dynasty, and the Mysterious Forces would all exert pressure and would not let the Daqian Empire suppress the unrest swiftly.

Meanwhile, that demon Han Li was already skulking around in Yuanzhou, having taken seven beautiful concubines in one breath, leading a carefree and joyous life.

“I wonder how that girl, Jiang Baiye, is doing now. Is she still with the Canghai Sect?” Yun Miaoyi then reflected on Jiang Baiye, who was similarly afflicted.

When Han Li’s migration procession passed through Qingzhou, she wondered whether he might have troubled Jiang Baiye. As a Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, if Han Li went to capture Jiang Baiye, she might really fall into his trap.

“Poor Jiang Baiye,” sighed Yun Miaoyi.

With Han Li being a Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, it would be even more difficult for Jiang Baiye to retrieve the Body-Cultivating Furnace.

Yun Miaoyi stood up, her gaze shifting toward the direction of the Canghai Sect, her mind filled with hesitation: should she ask Jiang Baiye for help with that matter?

There was a relic within the Yinyang Sect that was soon to emerge. She had received news of it early on and had been preparing. However, she still felt somewhat uncertain.

If Jiang Baiye were to join her, her confidence would greatly increase, bolstering her faith in seizing the most important of the treasures.