Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage

Chapter 683

Chapter 683: Chapter 263 Don’t come over!

Screaming is useless!

You have to take responsibility for me!_2 Chapter 683: Chapter 263 Don’t come over!

Screaming is useless!

You have to take responsibility for me!_2 The might of the Golden Immortal soldiers was too strong; compared to them, the True Immortal soldiers were worlds apart, not to mention that Feng Mian was merely a Heavenly Immortal, even weaker than her own True Immortal combat ability.

Even a burst of might from the cauldron was enough to send Feng Mian and her Phoenix Feather flying, with Feng Mian sustaining serious injuries.

“It’s now, isn’t it?”

Han Li, with his hands clasped behind his back, walked step by step toward Feng Mian, a shallow smile on his face, completing the words she hadn’t finished.

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“You tricked me?”

Feng Mian instantly realized that her subtle movements had not escaped Han Li’s notice.

Han Li had turned the tables on her, genuinely injuring her and exposing her trump card, which made turning the tables incredibly difficult.

When exactly did this bastard gain control of this Golden Immortal weapon?

“Realizing it now?

It’s too late.”

Han Li continued to close the distance, the smile on his face growing wider, looking at Feng Mian like prey.

He had suspected all along that this Feng Mian possessed a True Immortal weapon, but since the other party had never revealed it, probably harboring grand schemes, Han Li simply decided to turn the tables, and indeed he managed to probe it out.

“Don’t you come over here.”

Feng Mian’s voice was innocent yet seductive, captivating, and, in conjunction with the current scene, made Han Li unstoppable.

Far from halting, his pace quickened.

Watching Han Li draw closer and hearing his moderate footsteps, Feng Mian’s face turned pale, one hand in front of her, continuously moving backward.

Han Li put tremendous pressure on her.

In such a situation, she genuinely feared Han Li forcing his way, as she was not yet prepared.

“Go ahead and scream.”

“There’s nobody around here.

Even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come to save you.”

“Oh right, better save your voice.

Leave it for me to cut open.”

A malicious smile spread across Han Li’s face, considering Feng Mian as something in the bag, looking forward to playing a big scene with her afterward.

Since Feng Mian was playing dirty, not following the rules, he wouldn’t feel bad about playing dirty as well.

Originally, he had planned to spend a year to conquer Feng Mian, but now he could skip the process and proceed to the final step.

If Feng Mian still had disordered thoughts afterward, Han Li wouldn’t mind having an extra Heavenly Immortal female slave to slowly tame.

He believed it would be quite satisfying.

Of course, he would still continue to enhance Feng Mian’s status and position according to her performance, just like with Yuan Youwei.

After all, Feng Mian was a Heavenly Immortal; with Han Li’s current qualifications and physique, combining with Feng Mian, it would be easy to produce offspring with Immortal Bodies and dazzling talents.

Such offspring were destined to be unrivaled prodigies, who, if they rose smoothly in the future, would become famous and revered, intimidating in all directions, and become supreme beings.

Han Li certainly didn’t want a melodramatic plot like “Han Yong-X pleads with the old ancestor for death” to happen in his family.

Although he could easily suppress any offspring, that would be too embarrassing; where would that leave the face of him, the Old Ancestor Han?

“Shameless!”

“Vile!”

“Bastard!”

Feng Mian railed with a “three-hit combo”.

She wanted to hurl even nastier words, but she simply couldn’t find the terms.

“Even your cursing is adorable, so tempting; I like you more and more, Feng Mian.”

Han Li spoke nonchalantly, his steps relentless as he was now just a few strides from Feng Mian.

“If you dare mess around, I’ll definitely kill you.”

Thinking of the image of her throat being punctured, Feng Mian shuddered and warned coldly.

Han Li suddenly paused, surveyed Feng Mian a few times, and said with a smile:

“Actually, you don’t need to worry.

Doing this thing is like surgery.

I can start by injecting you with a super-sized syringe, numbing you, so you won’t feel the pain.

Even if there’s heavy bleeding, you won’t feel it; instead, you’ll feel light all over, ecstatic.”

“Oh, you don’t know what surgery is?

No worries, you’ll find out soon enough.”

Han Li gestured with his hand, still behind his back, and the cauldron quietly fell into his grip, leaving only an afterimage in its former place.

Listening to Han Li’s babbling, Feng Mian’s pretty face turned deathly pale, yet she felt some urgency in her heart, silently cursing Han Li for not pressing further, urging him to move faster, to advance just a bit more.

That way she could catch Han Li off guard, subdue him, and reverse the roles, regaining the initiative.

Feng Mian still had a powerful ace up her sleeve; all of this was an act, otherwise she wouldn’t have allowed Han Li to approach and would have fled long ago.

As long as she could subdue Han Li, take control of Han Li’s life, then even if he possessed two True Immortal weapons and one Golden Immortal weapon, he would have to listen to her obediently, instead of the other way around.

Quietly observing Feng Mian for a moment, just as she could hardly bear it and was about to make a preemptive move, Han Li took another step forward.

A glimmer of joy flashed in Feng Mian’s eyes, but the next instant, her expression froze; she saw Han Li move his right hand to the front, his palm revealing a three-legged and two-eared round cauldron.

The cauldron emitted a strand of immortal light which instantly transformed into a large net, covering Feng Mian.

Before she could resist, she found her cultivation sealed once more, and even the Phoenix Feather, which she was in constant communication with, was sealed.

“Surprised?

Unexpected?”

Having sealed Feng Mian again, Han Li’s face revealed a contented smile as he strode forward.

“You…you…don’t come over here, I’ll really scream…”

With her cultivation sealed and her trump card unusable, watching Han Li draw ever nearer and his figure overshadowing her, Feng Mian truly panicked.

She seemed to envision herself being injected with Treatment Liquid by Han Li.

“Go on, scream; let the Old Ancestor hear how you do it.”