bookandnovel Chapter 232 Prehistoric World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! The Happy Life Of Patriarch Han! Zi Miaozhen G
Chapter 232 Prehistoric World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! The Happy Life Of Patriarch Han! Zi Miaozhen G
Chapter 232: Primordial World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! Han Laozu's Happy Life! Zi Miaozhen Gives Birth
Primordial Cauldron!
Han Li held a small cauldron in his right hand. It was square-shaped with four legs and two ears. There were four murals on each side of the cauldron, each emitting a faintly terrifying aura.
The Primordial Cauldron and the Human Dao Sword both carried only one Great Dao, but the Primordial Cauldron's power was much weaker compared to the Human Dao Sword. It was merely a top-tier Celestial Immortal weapon.
However, Han Li was very satisfied. He finally had a second Immortal weapon, which would make his words more forceful.
Han Li's eyes emitted two divine lights as he looked at the Primordial Cauldron. He discovered that there seemed to be a primordial world inside the cauldron, vast and boundless, with the colors of chaos undifferentiated and the Great Dao faintly appearing.
Han Li stared fixedly at the Primordial Cauldron rising and falling in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He suddenly had a bold idea.
Could he completely open up the primordial world within the Primordial Cauldron?
If successful, he would become a man who possessed a world.
In the face of future dangers, he could bring all the members of the Han Clan into the Primordial Cauldron to live, or even move directly into it.
In this way, Han Li's constraints would be greatly reduced. Even if he encountered an irresistible event, he could calmly escape with the Primordial Cauldron, ensuring that his lifelong efforts would not be destroyed.
As long as his descendants were still alive, his cultivation speed would not slow down. He wouldn't have to start over from scratch. Han Li didn't want to play the game of making a comeback.
"What a pity."
Withdrawing his thoughts, Han Li sighed.
His strength was insufficient, and he couldn't forcefully create the heavens and the earth. Not everyone could be like Pangu, the Great God.
He could only wait for a chance in the future.
"Hong Yun."
Han Li called out.
In an instant, the Primordial Cauldron emitted a divine light, and a flawless figure appeared beside Han Li. She was surrounded by brilliant immortal light, transforming into countless petals, making her appear even more ethereal and as if she could fly away.
This was a Lingbo Fairy, ethereal and otherworldly, dressed in red, with long black hair hanging straight down to her slender waist. Her figure was slender and perfect, and her appearance was unparalleled.
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Her delicate figure has graceful curves, her body is like creamy jade, delicate and snow-white, flowing with a divine radiance. Her beautiful misty eyes are captivating, her thin and exquisite red lips are stunning, and her appearance is clear and beautiful.
She is the spirit of the Honghuang Cauldron: Hongyun.
Although Hongyun is not a true Celestial Immortal, she resembles one so much, flawless and transcendent.
"Master~"
Hongyun spoke, her voice like a gentle and melodious celestial sound, soothing Han Li's Primordial Spirit, as if bathing in a spring breeze.
Looking at the red-robed Celestial Immortal in front of him, Han Li couldn't deny that he was moved, but he quickly restrained himself and asked with a smile, "Hongyun, have you opened up a channel to absorb celestial qi?"
Han Li was somewhat hopeful, as it would greatly accelerate the accumulation of celestial qi in the Holy Mountain Secret Realm.
Currently, only the power of the Dao bestowed by the Human Dao Sword allows the Secret Realm to slowly absorb celestial qi, but the speed is very slow, only able to absorb a wisp of celestial qi in a day.
The quality of celestial qi is very high, its energy is purer and more immense than that of higher-grade spiritual qi. Five wisps of celestial qi are enough to fully restore a top-grade Emperor's Weapon, equivalent to two thousand spiritual sources.
Twenty-five to fifty wisps of celestial qi can fully restore a top-grade Emperor's Weapon, and for an ordinary Celestial Immortal, it would take over a thousand wisps of celestial qi to fully restore their weapon.
The Honghuang Cauldron is a top-grade Celestial Immortal weapon, requiring even more celestial qi, not to mention the Human Dao Sword. The consumption of celestial qi for full restoration is at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of wisps.
Relying on the slow absorption in the Holy Mountain Secret Realm, it would take a hundred years to accumulate enough celestial qi for one full-scale battle opportunity for the Human Dao Sword, and there are other consumptions in between, which could take even longer.
"Master, no problem."
Hongyun's voice was ethereal and graceful, and her stunning face wore a smile that could overshadow the sun and moon.
Han Li breathed a sigh of relief, and with a slight wave of his right hand, a nine-colored bead descended from the sky in front of him.
"Hongyun, it's up to you now," Han Li said with a smile.
Hongyun looked at the nine-colored bead, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes. At a glance, she could tell that this nine-colored bead was extraordinary.
It was engraved with the Dao principles of several top-grade Emperor's Weapons, and there was a strand of Dao power absorbing celestial qi. The origin of that strand of Dao power was even stronger than the Dao she mastered.
Hongyun nodded, and the Honghuang Cauldron flew over and hovered above the nine-colored bead. With a thought, a dazzling divine light descended from the Honghuang Cauldron and merged into the nine-colored bead.
In an instant, the nine-colored bead radiated a brilliant light and gained another color, becoming a ten-colored bead. The internal world also underwent significant changes.
Especially in the area for absorbing and storing celestial qi, a runic altar appeared, engraved with five-colored Dao principles, used for absorbing celestial qi.
"Master, it's done."
Han Li took the ten-colored beads and probed them with his divine sense, gaining a clear understanding of the changes in the secret realm. With the power of the Honghuang Cauldron, the absorption speed of the Shengsheng Mountain secret realm had indeed increased by about one-third to one-fourth.
Casually tossing the ten-colored beads, Han Li looked at Hongyun and said, "Go chat with Xiyue and the others."
Having just discussed with Jimingyue the taste of being a female saint for a night, and with the Purple Skirt Empress Yuan Youwei waiting for him, Han Li didn't do anything to Hongyun.
Just like Xiyue, he would leave it for later.
When the Honghuang Cauldron disappeared, Han Li withdrew his gaze and his figure disappeared from the peak of the Chengdao Peak, going to accompany his other wives and concubines.
Although Han Li was a master of time management, he had too many wives and concubines, and he wished he had over a thousand hours in a day.
Fortunately, Han Li was very strong, and after discussing with one of his wives or concubines, he could last for a long time.
For the next ten days, Han Li didn't pay any attention to Yuan Youwei, which made her feel relieved. It was best if Han Li ignored her, and it wouldn't be bad for her to be an invisible person in the Shengsheng Mountain.
Han Li deliberately spent more time with Jimingyue, the newly admitted female saint, and spent the rest of his time with Zimiaozhen, Xuemonth Qing, Lingqingshuang, Longyue, Lutianxiang, and other wives and concubines.
On this day, Han Li didn't get up until the sun was high.
Jimingyue lay in his arms, her slender jade hand caressing his flat abdomen, her flawless face filled with helplessness.
"Can't we not do this?"
Han Li had restored some of her cultivation, and she could clearly feel the presence of another life in her belly.
This shameless guy, Han Li, actually made her pregnant.
He secretly shielded her from sensing this aspect until she was completely pregnant.
Jimingyue didn't want to be pregnant at all. Having a child would only slow down her cultivation speed.
Han Li shook his head slightly, holding the fragrant and soft jade in his arms, and kissed Jimingyue's beautiful face, smiling and saying, "Mingyue, Zhen'er has been pregnant for over a month. Do you want to be left behind by her?"
"Bastard!"
Jimingyue was speechless and spat out, could this be compared?
She competed with Zimiaozhen for beauty and charm, comparing their cultivation, status, temperament, appearance, figure, and so on. Who would compare having children?
"Don't worry, it won't delay your cultivation. After the child is born, you can go to the Shitian Tower to cultivate, and your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds." Han Li comforted her in a gentle voice.
"That's about right."
Jimingyue gave Han Li a white glance and reluctantly agreed to this plan. Since she was already pregnant, did she have to get an abortion?
That would be equivalent to killing her own child, and Jimingyue couldn't bear to do that, let alone Han Li, this bastard, would definitely not agree.
Jimingyue also knew about the effect of the Shitian Tower. With her cultivation and the support of the Shitian Tower, it was no problem for her to enter the ninth level, let alone the eighth level.
In the eighth level, one day outside was equivalent to five years inside. Moreover, Han Li provided an ample supply of Holy Abyss Realm pills to promote cultivation. With her talent and physique, her cultivation speed would be hundreds or even thousands of times faster than before.
Han Li smiled and continued to sweet-talk, and even took action to please Jimingyue.
Half an hour later, Jimingyue was sweaty.
"Bastard."
Jimingyue blushed and scolded again. Wasn't it said that a gentleman uses his mouth and not his hands?
Han Li shrugged. He wasn't a gentleman. Not only did he use his hands, but he also used other things.
The two of them maintained an intimate state and chatted. Suddenly, Jimingyue asked, "Are you really not going to take care of Yuan Youwei?"
Jimingyue felt somewhat incredulous. This shameless guy, Han Li, had captured Yuan Youwei for a month, but he hadn't done anything to her.
Could it be that she had made a wrong judgment?
Was Han Li still afraid of the three strongest forces, the White Emperor City, the Huangyue Dynasty, and the Yuanchu Mountain?
But Jimingyue didn't regret it either. Since things had come to this point, she had accepted reality, and she had done what she should and shouldn't have done.
The cultivation environment of the Shengsheng Mountain was not inferior to that of the Huangyue Dynasty, and in some aspects, it was even better.
"I'm with you all the time, so how can I have time to deal with her?" Han Li smiled and said. He was also ready to deal with Yuan Youwei.
I have been dragging it on because I wanted to make a concerted effort to impregnate Ji Mingyue and then deal with the Purple Dress Empress.
Tsk tsk, the female slave of the Dual Heaven of the Prospective Emperor, I wonder how it feels.
"It seems like you already have an idea."
Ji Mingyue broke free and walked to the bathing area of the palace, stepping into the flower pool filled with vibrant and fragrant petals, all freshly picked and specially cultivated spirit flowers.
Han Li walked over consciously and also entered the flower pool, experiencing the beauty of the plum blossoms three times.
After leaving Ji Mingyue's palace, Han Li went directly to Yuan Youwei's palace.
Yuan Youwei was leisurely painting inside, which used to be her hobby, but she didn't study it much because she was too focused on cultivation.
Now that her cultivation strength has been completely sealed, Yuan Youwei, who can no longer cultivate, has picked up this hobby again and paints every day to cultivate her sentiment.
At this moment, Yuan Youwei was painting a picture of a beautiful woman bathing, vivid and lifelike, and the woman in the painting was herself.
When she finished the painting, Yuan Youwei looked at her work with a satisfied expression on her face. Her skills have improved.
However, Yuan Youwei didn't know that Han Li was standing behind her, observing her every move and expression.
"Clap clap clap~"
Han Li's applause sounded, and he looked at the lifelike, half-covered beauty bathing in the painting, praising, "You painted it very well."
Yuan Youwei was startled and turned around when she heard the words. When she saw that it was Han Li, she frowned and asked coldly, "What are you doing here, Han Li?"
"You," Han Li replied concisely.
Yuan Youwei's face turned cold, and she scolded, "Shameless!"
"Smack!"
Han Li slapped her exquisite and flawless face, causing Yuan Youwei to fly out and fall heavily to the ground.
He didn't use much force, otherwise Yuan Youwei in her current state would have been slapped to death by him.
"Pay attention to your identity," Han Li said calmly.
He had two female slaves before, but those two were relatively obedient and submissive. After being slept with by Han Li, they were obedient and didn't have any rebellious thoughts.
Yuan Youwei was different. Her cultivation was much higher than Lina and Yan Liulang's. She was a powerful prospective emperor, dominating the eight directions, and she was also a Celestial Immortal on the Celestial Immortal List, with a great reputation in the Endless Yuan Kun Territory and coming from the Yuan Chu Mountain. She had a high opinion of herself.
Han Li didn't intend to be soft and accommodating towards a woman who had a higher status, position, and cultivation than him, otherwise she would take advantage of it. He had always been straightforward and direct.
"You!" Yuan Youwei lay on the ground, pointing her tender and white fingers at Han Li, her face full of disbelief.
Han Li actually dared to hit her!
She was a prospective emperor who looked down on all living beings. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? She had never been treated like this before.
"What 'you'? Is the slap not comfortable? Should I give you something else? Do you like a whip or a stick?" Han Li said with a smile.
Yuan Youwei's pretty face turned red, then became even colder. She stared at Han Li with cold eyes, wishing she could kill him with her gaze, and said word by word,
"Han Li, you will pay the price!"
"I'm waiting," Han Li said indifferently.
"Now it's you who needs to pay the price. From the moment you refused, you have no right to say anything else to me."
"From now on, you are my female slave, the female slave of the prospective emperor. Even those great emperors and supremes don't have that privilege."
"Ah ah ah~"
Yuan Youwei screamed in anger, her eyes flashing with panic, anger, regret, resentment, and other emotions.
She was a prospective emperor, how could Han Li treat her like this and make her a female slave!
This was something Yuan Youwei had never expected.
If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have arrogantly and coldly refused. It would have been better to directly agree to be Han Li's Dao companion.
Now Zi Miaozhen and Ji Mingyue were enjoying themselves on the Chengsheng Mountain, while she had fallen into being Han Li's female slave. The treatment was too different, a world of difference.
Clearly, her cultivation was higher, her appearance was better, and her elegance surpassed Zi Miaozhen and Ji Mingyue. She even ranked higher on the Celestial Immortal List.
Nineteenth on the Celestial Immortal List!
It can be said that she is one of the twenty most beautiful female cultivators in the Endless Yuan Kun Territory.
"Han Li, you can't treat me like this."
"I am the quasi-emperor, I can't be your slave girl, please let me go."
"I promise, I'll be your Dao companion, okay? Let me be your Dao companion."
"I will obediently listen to you, I will do whatever you ask, with me, the quasi-emperor, the power of the Sacred Mountain will also greatly increase."
"Han Li, don't come over, don't do this, I beg you~"
At this moment, Yuan Youwei looked at Han Li with a wicked smile as he approached. The last line of defense in her heart was broken, and she panicked and said.
Her eyes pleaded with Han Li, at this moment she didn't want anything else, as long as she didn't become a slave girl, it wouldn't be too much to be Han Li's Dao companion.
"It's too late."
Han Li waved his hand, shattering Yuan Youwei's clothes, leaving her exposed in front of Han Li's eyes.
"Not bad." Han Li looked her up and down, smiling as he commented.
"Don't come over. Let me go." Yuan Youwei screamed.
But it was of no use.
Two hours later.
"I will definitely kill you."
After regaining some strength, Yuan Youwei screamed in despair.
"Wu wu wu~"
After a long time, Yuan Youwei suddenly sobbed, recalling the experiences of these days, remembering the humiliation she suffered from Han Li before, she felt like she was dreaming.
A month ago, she was still a powerful quasi-emperor, and a month later, she had fallen into a positionless state, becoming a slave girl at the mercy of Han Li.
Yuan Youwei truly regretted it.
She shouldn't have come to the Primordial Spirit State.
Even more so, she shouldn't have refused Han Li's request. It would have been so much better to be Han Li's Dao companion obediently.
But unfortunately, it was all too late.
Time flies, and months pass by.
In the blink of an eye, eight months have passed.
During this time, Han Li has taken many wives and concubines, but his main focus is on Zi Miaozhen, Ji Mingyue, Ling Qingshuang, Xue Yueqing, Long Yue, and Lu Tianxiang. They can better satisfy Han Li.
Of course, during this time, Han Li has not neglected Yuan Youwei. He has humiliated this quasi-emperor slave girl in various ways.
Yuan Youwei has tried to commit suicide many times, but it was completely useless. Han Li's ability to reverse time made Yuan Youwei terrified.
After a long period of taming, Yuan Youwei has now become like Han Li, gentle and obedient, and she is even pregnant.
Although Yuan Youwei has been degraded to a slave girl, she still has to give birth to the child. With Yuan Youwei's talent and physique, it would be a waste of resources not to have a child.
During this period, Han Li also refined the top-grade emperor weapons, the Cold Snow Blade carried by Ji Mingyue and the Empty Light Tower carried by Yuan Youwei.
With Han Li's promise and seeing Yuan Youwei's miserable state, the spirits of the two emperor weapons were terrified. They didn't want to end up like Yuan Youwei, that would be too miserable, unable to live and unable to die.
After dealing with these matters, Han Li directly implemented the plan to deceive the heavens. With the cooperation of Zi Miaozhen, Ji Mingyue, Yuan Youwei, and the three weapon spirits, the Yuan Chu Mountain, the Huangyue Dynasty, and the White Emperor City would not notice anything unusual in the short term.
During these eight months, Han Li has opened the treasure chest eight times, but unfortunately, there were no particularly good treasures.
Two lower-grade emperor-level techniques, one middle-grade emperor-level technique, one middle-grade emperor-level pill that enhances quasi-emperor cultivation, and the rest are all top-grade divine-level pills, divine-level weapons, and so on.
There wasn't a single treasure that reached the level of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, let alone the immortal weapons, treasures, pills, and scriptures that Han Li was looking forward to.
Han Li suspected that when he obtained the Primordial Ding, the Celestial Immortal weapon, his luck was exhausted, resulting in no good items from the eight treasure chests.
Han Li could only console himself that it was due to the mechanism, not his own bad luck, and that it was just paving the way for the future.
On this day, Han Li came to Zi Miaozhen's sleeping palace.
Of course, he wasn't there to discuss the Dao with Zi Miaozhen. Today was the day Zi Miaozhen gave birth.
Han Li was still looking forward to it. Would the child born to Zi Miaozhen inherit their talents and physique?
Han Li had a first-grade talent, and Zi Miaozhen also had a first-grade talent. Zi Miaozhen, this peerless female saint, also had special talents. Although it was only a royal physique, it was already very powerful.
Han Li patiently waited. When the sound of crying came from the sleeping palace, a relaxed expression appeared on his face, and he walked in.
(End of this chapter)