Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch s Marriage

Chapter 647: Chapter 252: Isn’t This a Bit Inappropriate?

The Proud Empress Huang Yue!

Ninth on the Heavenly Immortal Rank!

The Generous Gesture of Chengsheng Mountain_1 Chapter 647: Chapter 252: Isn’t This a Bit Inappropriate?

The Proud Empress Huang Yue!

Ninth on the Heavenly Immortal Rank!

The Generous Gesture of Chengsheng Mountain_1 At the peak of Chengdao, Han Li and Lu Yuan were nestled together, admiring the sunset on the horizon.

The golden twilight embraced the couple, who seemed to be a match made by heaven itself.

It had only been a few days since Han Li wed Lu Yuan, but it felt to him like dozens or even hundreds of days had passed.

There is a saying: “Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are.

I wait for tomorrow, and all things are delayed.”
Han Li never wasted time; day after day, he toiled diligently, tending to his garden, often cultivating the soil, planting seeds, watering, and fertilizing, to make the flowers bloom and the beauty vie for attention.

“Husband~”
Nestled in Han Li’s arms, Lu Yuan looked up at Han Li with a hint of confusion in her eyes and softly called out to him.

“What’s wrong, Yuan’er?”
Han Li slightly bowed his head, gazing at the flawless visage of the exquisite beauty in his arms, his handsome, jade-like face adorned with a faint smile.

Meeting Han Li’s gaze, Lu Yuan’s face flushed with a touch of shyness, she gently said, “I’m missing my mentor a little.”
The experiences of the past few days made Lu Yuan feel somewhat unreal, as if living in a dream.

After all, she hailed from the Liangjie Mountain, one of the two Quasi Emperor Rank forces in the Luming Divine Province, and she was a direct disciple of the Quasi Emperor.

With broad knowledge, wide perspective, and herself being of extraordinary beauty, she was a woman of unmatched elegance.

In the Luming Divine Province, there was a ranking similar to the Heavenly Immortals, listing all the beautiful female cultivators of the Divine Province.

Lu Yuan was ranked in the top five, indicating her exceptional beauty, which even surpassed Han Li’s standards for a bride by quite a margin.

Those ranked above her were not much different from Lu Yuan, except for having stronger cultivation, with the exception of the one ranked first who was more beautiful by a degree.

That person was her mentor!

The Quasi Emperor of Liangjie Mountain, Shi Yanmeng.

But in Chengsheng Mountain, Lu Yuan found that her looks, figure, and temperament were all quite ordinary, and even the talents and constitutions that she was proud of seemed unremarkable on Chengsheng Mountain, at least among Han Li’s various beloved wives.

Moreover, as Han Li’s wife on Chengsheng Mountain, the benefits, status, and privileges she could enjoy were many times greater than she had anticipated.

Her mentor, Shi Yanmeng, might be revered on Liangjie Mountain, one of the two strongest in the Luming Divine Province, but the resources available for her cultivation paled in comparison to those of her disciple.

So much so that when Lu Yuan discussed the Dao with Han Li, she sometimes entertained a bold thought.

Missing your mentor?

Han Li looked at Lu Yuan with surprise.

It had only been a few days since Lu Yuan came to Chengsheng Mountain, including the time taken to travel through the Cross Borders Teleportation Formation and her days on the mountain, no more than ten days in total.

Missing home and family in less than ten days away from Liangjie Mountain—was her mentor, Shi Yanmeng, her biological mother?

After a bit of internal snark, Han Li couldn’t quite figure out why Lu Yuan said that.

Thinking it over, he suggested, “Shall I issue a decree to have your mentor come to Chengsheng Mountain for an audience?”
He certainly had no intention of making the trip himself, and neither did Lu Yuan, as they were newlyweds, a perfect time to cultivate their relationship.

It could only mean troubling Shi Yanmeng to come to Chengsheng Mountain.

“Would that really be appropriate…”
Surprise flickered in Lu Yuan’s eyes, and she hesitated in response.

Despite her bold idea, she wasn’t sure she could persuade her mentor, who was known to be pure and aloof, stunningly cold and beautiful.

It seemed unlikely she would agree.

If that were the case, it might cause a rift between them, something Lu Yuan didn’t want to see.

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it,”
Han Li said without much thought, his tone casual and confident.

The Divine Province of Luming was one of the provinces governed by Chengsheng Mountain.

Being a power within that province, Liangjie Mountain was a subordinate force to Chengsheng Mountain, so in a way, Lu Yuan’s mentor was also subordinate to him.

“Then…

alright,”
Lu Yuan’s heart fluttered, her eyes brimming with anticipation, as she already began thinking of ways to convince her mentor to stay.

Afterward, the couple continued to cling to each other affectionately on the mountaintop, whispering sweet nothings.

Listening to Han Li’s love talk, Lu Yuan’s face radiated with happiness.

As the sunset died away, Han Li whispered into Lu Yuan’s ear, “Yuan’er…”
At these words, Lu Yuan’s cheeks turned crimson, even the lobes of her ears took on a pink hue, displaying extreme shyness.

She ducked her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito, “I will listen to my husband~”
Han Li laughed heartily, scooping up Lu Yuan and disappearing from the mountaintop.

They entered the ninth layer of the Time-Sky Tower, where Han Li was to impart profound Dao teachings to Lu Yuan, the female Emperor Wu, sharing his knowledge without reservation.

……

The Huangyue Imperial Dynasty.

The Imperial Capital, the Imperial Palace.

The Huangyue Empress, clad in golden armor, stood with her hands behind her back before the palace, her proud figure undulating with grace, with her golden spear beside her.

Gazing towards Xuanshen Sword Mountain to the east, the Huangyue Empress sighed softly.

Turning her gaze westward to Chengsheng Mountain, a fleeting expression of indignation crossed the Empress’s flawless face before vanishing without a trace.

Her feelings toward that man from Chengsheng Mountain were complicated.

That shameless lecher, though less advanced in cultivation and weaker in strength than her, was someone she frustratingly could not handle, even in alliance with Empress Yuanchu.

Between Chengsheng Mountain and Xuanshen Sword Mountain, the two loomed like gigantic burdens over her, though, of course, Chengsheng Mountain didn’t come close to comparing with Xuanshen Sword Mountain.

“Don’t let this Empress find an opportunity,”
Remembering the last words Han Li said to her and Empress Yuanchu two years ago, the Huangyue Empress snorted.

In order to step out and avoid the great calamity of the Yuankun Domain, and incidentally to punish Han Li, the Huangyue Empress had been keeping a low profile for the past two years, refraining from troubling Han Li.

Over these years, she had once again split off a sliver of her Divine Spirit to reincarnate, waiting for this part of her soul to grow.