Chapter 171: Chapter 140 Jiang Jiang’s Worries, the Aged Monk Kurong, the Stable Da Jing Dynasty_1

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The second day dawned, its light faint and tender.

Sect Hierarch Xiangxiang had chased Han Li out, but his face was filled with smiles.

“It should have worked, right?”

Han Li murmured softly to himself.

As long as Lu Tianxiang didn’t actively disperse it with her cultivation, given his mutated constitution, it was almost certain to take effect.

“Get out!”

Lu Tianxiang’s voice came out, filled with embarrassed anger, evidently having overheard Han Li’s murmurs.

“Xiangxiang, you rest up, I’ll come to see you again in the afternoon.”

Han Li smiled and then disappeared from sight; he had intentionally murmured loud enough for Lu Tianxiang to hear.

Within Lu Tianxiang’s bedchamber, she lay on the soft big bed, a quilt concealing most of the enticing view of spring.

There was no anger on her face, just a certain complexity, as she reached out and touched her abdomen, feeling somewhat hesitant in her heart.

She had originally not wanted to continue having children, but if there really was one, she didn’t know whether she should get rid of it.

“Sigh~”

Lu Tianxiang sighed, her jade hand stroking back and forth over her flat belly dozens of times, but in the end, she did nothing.

After leaving Lu Tianxiang’s place, Han Li made his way to Jiang Baiye’s bedchamber.

His delicate wives and beautiful concubines each had their own independent chambers on Chengdao Peak, decorated according to their wishes.

“She’s actually not here.”

Han Li walked around inside and then stepped out, his Spiritual Sense sweeping around, he found Jiang Baiye standing atop the mountain, enjoying the view.

With a single step, Han Li appeared beside Jiang Baiye, his large hand naturally encircling her slender waist.

Jiang Baiye glanced at him, then continued to admire the beautiful morning glow.

“Jiang Jiang, are you troubled by something?” After a moment’s thought, Han Li asked directly.

During this period, he had noticed Jiang Baiye’s worries, pondering over what was troubling her. Han Li had been waiting for her to speak up, but Jiang Baiye remained silent.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Baiye nodded.

Han Li sighed. Jiang Baiye still kept her distance from him and hadn’t fully accepted him yet, otherwise, she would have spoken up about her concerns much earlier.

He tightened his hold, pulling Jiang Baiye’s head to rest upon his shoulder, then lowered his head to kiss her forehead before saying:

“Tell me about it.”

“I… I’m worried about the Sect,” Jiang Baiye let out a long breath, revealing her concern.

A few months ago, a battle of the True Martial Realm erupted in Leizhou. Although it was extremely brief, its impact was profound, and Jiang Baiye obviously knew about it.

Han Li had even mentioned to them that a battle royale of True Martial Realm might occur later on, with those Emperor Wu’s vying for a great opportunity.

That was when Jiang Baiye started to worry.

Though the battle would assuredly break out in Leizhou, Canghai Sect was in Qingzhou, but still, there was an undeniable risk of being affected by the ripples of the grand battle.

If the True Martial Realm powerhouses fought their way through Canghai Sect, could really the Sect’s protective formations withstand such an onslaught?

Jiang Baiye had no confidence in that.

Even if the Canghai Sect wasn’t directly affected by the grand battle, the ensuing aftermath would surely reach them.

Once the battle of the True Martial Realm commenced, the long-brewing storm within the Daqian Empire would fully erupt, placing Sanzhou at the forefront, and Canghai Sect would not be spared.

Faced with the larger trends, Canghai Sect would inevitably have to make a choice; otherwise, they were very likely to be destroyed.

Whether it was the Da Qian Dynasty, the Mysterious Forces stirring trouble within, or the covetous Yinyang Sect, Kurong Sect, Da Jing Dynasty, and so on, Canghai Sect didn’t have the ability to oppose them.

During these times, one must take sides, taking refuge with one to continue surviving.

The dilemma of which faction to join had become a major issue, as allying with a faction that ends up defeated would also spell doom for Canghai Sect.

She herself was only at the latter stages of the God Refining Realm and couldn’t influence much, whereas Han Li, with his strength of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, could influence the situation to some degree.

Should Han Li offer his help, the chances of Canghai Sect surviving would greatly increase.

But Jiang Baiye also knew that she couldn’t ask for Han Li’s help. His distance from Leizhou was precisely to avoid the brewing storm. He hadn’t even looked after his own Sect, Tianxuan Mountain, so how could he aid Canghai Sect?

Besides, while the power of a Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm could normally intimidate the Qian Dynasty, during the battle of the True Martial Realm, or the subsequent factional confrontations, they would hardly influence the overall situation and would even face mortal danger.

Jiang Baiye didn’t want Han Li to risk his life for these matters, as she didn’t want their child to grow up fatherless.

Sensing the heartfelt emotions of the exquisite beauty in his arms, Han Li held her tightly, offering comfort. After a while, he said:

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

He didn’t speak of relocating Canghai Sect. Tianxuan Mountain hadn’t moved, and neither would Canghai Sect; if they were going to move, they would have done so already.

When the storm hits, powers like Tianxuan Mountain and Canghai Sect must take sides unless they leave the Da Qian Dynasty entirely.

But is it really stable outside the Da Qian Dynasty?

That’s hard to say.

Jiang Baiye bit her red lips, her gorgeous lips parting several times before she finally let out a soft “Mhm.”

She didn’t ask Han Li what to do, she trusted that he would handle it well, and she knew Han Li would prioritize their safety.

Even if Han Li ultimately did nothing, Jiang Baiye wouldn’t be disappointed, because at least he had tried.

Han Li bent down again, capturing her exquisite red lips with his own, holding her for a long moment before letting go. He continued to hold Jiang Baiye without speaking, just quietly enjoying the sunrise together.

There were some things he couldn’t reveal, not even to Jiang Baiye, Lu Tianxiang, Qiu Yueyao, and his other delicate wives and beautiful concubines.

This world was too full of mystique—once spoken aloud, there was a chance outsiders would come to know of it.

Even some thoughts held in the heart, if pondered upon, might be known by others.

Han Li had already planned that, should Tianxuan Mountain or Canghai Sect face the danger of destruction, he would have no other choice but to operate under an alias to lend assistance.