Chapter 378: Chapter 196: The Dragon’s Daughter Gives Birth, I Will Repay You Well_2

The Spear of Imperial Command isn’t too bad—though merely a heaven-rank supreme martial technique, it could, with the full-fledged martial dao’s true meaning Han Li bestowed upon it, rival a godlike martial art. It enabled Han Li to unleash the combat power of the Tao-mysterious Realm Five Heavens.

In the days that followed, Han Li spent most of his time with Long Yue and their child, also finding time to master the Spear of Imperial Command and fully assimilate it.

On this day, with the weather fine and sunny, Han Li and Long Yue, with their child in her arms, were enjoying the scenery, exchanging laughter and conversation—mostly, Han Li was whispering sweet nothings to make Long Yue happy.

Glancing at the baby’s food supply in front of Long Yue, Han Li could smell the faint scent of milk wafting from his delicate wife, which instantly gave him the impulse to compete with his child for food.

He had no other intention but to stimulate the child’s appetite; after all, food tastes best when contested for.

He absolutely did not want to taste Long Yue’s baby’s pantry.

It must be said that though Long Yue looked fragile, her figure had recently become quite impressive, shockingly going from a B to a D, much to Han Li’s surprise.

He wasn’t sure whether this was due to Long Yue’s pregnancy and childbirth, or because she had previously refined that treasure brought back from the East Sea Dragon Palace.

However, to be honest, the venerable Han Li did have a preference for the larger size, quite like himself.

A man’s hobbies are just that simple.

Han Li remembered a widely circulated saying from his previous life:

Men might get dizzy with electronic 3D.

But men will never feel dizzy with a natural 36D!

Wanting to act on his thoughts, Han Li picked up his beloved wife Long Yue and returned to their sleeping quarters; the child was left in the care of a maid for the time being.

Here, the old master Han spent a day that could not be casually sought after.

(Let’s not pad out the word count here.)

Time passed, and another half a month went by.

On this day, Gongsun Yue, the tough and tender senior sister, had a breakthrough in her cultivation and was promoted to Grandmaster Wanxiang.

As one of the ten best husbands in the Cultivation Realm, Han Li naturally protected Gongsun Yue as she broke through, to avoid any accidents, and tended to the shaded path, also planning to forge a new way.

Ever since his unconventional path with Long Yue, old master Han had been actively taking steps, wanting to offer all his beautiful wives a chance to gather chrysanthemums beneath the eastern fence.

Once Gongsun Yue had stabilized her cultivation and stood up, Han Li approached her and naturally wrapped her in his arms, nibbling on her earlobe and said,

“Yue’er, you’re now a great grandmaster as well.”

“Thanks to my husband’s help,” Gongsun Yue said, her pretty face blushing.

She had only been married to Han Li for about ten years and had advanced from the Gangyuan Realm to the Myriad Phenomena Realm, a pace of cultivation that was incredibly fast.

If her father Gongsun Yun knew this, he would surely be dumbfounded and his jaw would drop.

“If Yue’er thinks so, then shouldn’t you repay kindness with a spring that gushes forth?” Han Li said with a wink.

“Hmm~”

Gongsun Yue replied softly, looking down; she was someone who knew how to return a favor.

Seeing this, Han Li blew in her ear, then continued to speak, “Then tonight, your husband wants to take an unusual path, is that alright?”

Seeing Gongsun Yue break through to the Myriad Phenomena Realm and become a great grandmaster filled Han Li with joy.

Indeed, behind every rise of a stunning beauty, there was a man silently stepping up.

“All my husband ever thinks about are these embarrassing things,” Gongsun Yue spat.

“Then are you willing, Yue’er?”

Gongsun Yue buried her head in Han Li’s chest, her stunningly beautiful face blushing like a ripe apple, her snow-white neck and ears tinged with a faint pink, and after a long while, she murmured in a delicate mosquito-like voice,

“Mhm~”

Old master Han was overjoyed; his Yue’er was indeed someone who knew how to return a favor with the spring of generosity.

“Husband~ put out the divine fire lamp…”

The lifted Gongsun Yue hastily said.

Han Li said with a smile, “Yue’er, if the lamp is out, you can’t see the way clearly.”

Gongsun Yue rolled her eyes; her husband was a Divine Yuan realm martial emperor, with senses so sharp that even in the dark, he could see as if it were broad daylight.

That evening, Han Li and Gongsun Yue sat and discussed the Dao, debating the strengths of various methods. With his profound cultivation, Han Li articulated the principles of the Great Dao, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, sometimes deeply, sometimes superficially, leaving Gongsun Yue feeling both confused and impressed.

But women are all actors, especially at certain times. Even though Gongsun Yue didn’t understand, she also played along, pandering to him with pleasing words and even occasionally bursting into song to cheer the venerable ancestor.

…….

The next morning, the early sunlight streamed into the bedroom.

There were places the sunlight couldn’t reach, but the venerable ancestor could.

Having returned to the Li Manor, Han Li lectured his beloved wives and beautiful concubines, such as Chu Xianlin, Xue Qingyi, Song Zhixuan, and Die Yi, and then basked in the sun in the backyard, enjoying grapes offered by them.

Gazing at the empty swing in the garden, Han Li suddenly sighed inwardly, thinking it would have been nice if Pan Jinlian were there, so he could have enjoyed hanging upside down like a golden lotus while eating grapes.

After spending some time in the Li Manor, dealing with some affairs, Han Li instantly returned to Han Mansion.

His boundless Divine Sense in motion, he frowned slightly and saw that the twin sisters Chu Yutong and Chu Yumeng were battling against the triplet sisters Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhirou, and Zhou Zhixuan, exchanging blows back and forth.

The venerable ancestor saw that Chu Yutong and Chu Yumeng were gradually losing ground. It was normal considering it was two against three and that each person’s strength was about the same.

Seeing this, Han Li didn’t hesitate and stepped forward to intervene.

As time passed day by day, Han Li stayed low-key in both Han Mansion and the Li Manor, enjoying endless pleasure each day, a life so enviable that even gods would be jealous.

After a fierce battle with the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing, Han Li, clutching his back, arrived at the peak of Chengdao Peak and sighed lightly at the magnificent and beautiful scenery.

The days were good, but his back was suffering.

This thought flashed through Han Li’s mind, but then, cycling through his cultivation technique, he instantly replenished his depleted vital energy, feeling immediately refreshed and invigorated.

Ever since Xue Yueqing, the Demon Emperor of the Divine Yuan Realm, became his companion, Han Li’s ambitions reached a higher level, and he recently started contemplating the female bodhisattva of Xumi Mountain again.

The female bodhisattva was extremely dangerous, the ruler of Xumi Mountain, capable of wielding imperial weapons and even reviving celestial weapons, posing a great threat to the old ancestor.

But how can one seize the tiger’s cub without entering the tiger’s den?

Although the old ancestor plays it safe, he certainly isn’t a coward. Given the chance, he still longed to taste the flavor of the female bodhisattva, which must be incredibly unique!

“Husband~”

Just then, Lu Tianxiang flew up and stood beside Han Li, softly calling out.

“Xiangxiang.”

Han Li wrapped his arms gently around Sect Hierarch Xiangxiang, feeling the warm and soft fragrance within his embrace, smelling her body and milk scent, the old patriarch suddenly desired to taste Sect Hierarch Xiangxiang’s treasury of provisions.

However, it had been two or three years since Sect Hierarch Xiangxiang last gave birth, and he wondered if the treasury of provisions still had any stock…

“Husband, the seal at Dangyang Mountain is loosening badly, shouldn’t we make preparations?” Anxiousness appeared on Lu Tianxiang’s fair and jade-like face.

Husband Han Li had told her about the seal on Dangyang Mountain, with the red-haired, sky-reaching Chen Xilai imprisoned within, a formidable figure who was already a late-stage expert of the Tao-mysterious Realm thousands of years ago.

If anything went wrong, allowing him to break free, then the entire Qianyuan Divine Province would suffer a catastrophe, with the Xuan Domain bearing the brunt.

“Xiangxiang, don’t worry, when the time comes, I’ll visit in a different identity,” Han Li said with a smile, aware of her concerns and offering reassurance.

The event at Dangyang Mountain would kick off in just over a year, and Han Li had been keeping an eye on it, still considering the possibilities with the Fairy Clear Frost of Penglai Immortal Sect and even the female bodhisattva of Xumi Mountain.

Now that he had captured the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing, who had done everything and was carrying his child, the next target was Fairy Clear Frost.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to capture Fairy Clear Frost would be a small revenge against the Guanhai Daoist of Penglai Immortal Sect, repaying a little interest for daring to plot against him. Did they really think the old ancestor could be so easily schemed against?

The revenge of the old ancestor could afford to wait ten thousand years!

If the opportunity arose, Han Li wouldn’t mind taking his revenge sooner.

As for the female bodhisattva of Xumi Mountain, Han Li purely coveted her. Once he slew the Arhat of Great Joy, he’d see if the female bodhisattva would fall into his trap.

If the female bodhisattva fell for it, Han Li would proceed as planned; as long as nothing unexpected happened, he was quite likely to capture her successfully.

The female bodhisattva had many buffs that were very attractive to the old ancestor.

Of course, if the chance didn’t present itself, Han Li wouldn’t force one, as that would be too risky. He didn’t like taking such risks.

Han Li preferred to wait for the right moment — if not in one year, then ten; if not in ten, then a hundred; if not in a hundred, then a thousand…

If the right moment never came, once his strength was sufficient, he’d just force his way into Xumi Mountain and capture the female bodhisattva.