Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage

Chapter 208: Chapter 157: I am Li Feiyu, Han Li’s Conditions! (Please Subscribe)_2

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Chu Dingqian planned to wait for one more stable month in the Daqian Empire before setting out to seek assistance elsewhere, even considering moving to Tianxuan Mountain within the scope of the Qitian Teaching.

Though Tianxuan Mountain was weak, it had the support of a powerful True Martial Realm Emperor Wu behind it. If he could win them over, then the Daqian Empire would be secure.

All of a sudden, Chu Dingqian’s brow furrowed slightly, and a surge of emotion rose in his heart. He said to Emperor Qian, “You go and make the arrangements first. We must stabilize the interior of Da Qian as quickly as possible.”

Emperor Qian received the order and left the grand hall.

As soon as he left, Chu Dingqian’s figure also disappeared. Then, he appeared above the sky, his Spiritual Sense sweeping towards the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. After detecting no ambush, the next instant he appeared in the private room on the ninth floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Upon clearly seeing the face of the other party, Chu Dingqian was overjoyed, but he forcefully suppressed it, not showing his emotions and asked with feigned composure,

“I wonder why the esteemed friend has summoned me here? I don’t believe we are acquainted.”

Chu Dingqian stood with his hands behind his back, his right hand clutching a small furnace densely inscribed with runes, yet it emitted no aura, appearing to be just an ordinary incense burner.

He did not employ his Spiritual Sense, but instead fortified his sight with the Power of the Divine Spirit, attempting to see through this person’s true identity, though he did not succeed.

While guessing the purpose of this person’s visit to the Capital City to find him, he also contemplated the person’s origins.

“Chu friend, you sure are fast. Your profound strength truly lives up to your reputation,” said Han Li without rising, his body and the green jade desk both floating in the air, level with Chu Dingqian.

Han Li had chosen the Drunken Immortal Pavilion specifically to meet here with this True Martial Realm elder of Da Qian.

Though he was very confident in his own strength and knew that Chu Zhenxiong would not choose to battle him at this time, Han Li still did not want to take risks. The Daqian Palace was surely protected by True Martial Realm Formations, much more powerful than those in the Capital City.

The defensive grand Formation of the Capital City could not stop him, but the Imperial Palace’s might be a different story. Meeting here served the same purpose, as his Divine Sense enveloped the space, preventing the outside world from hearing or seeing anything.

At the same time, Han Li mentally heightened his alertness to the utmost, quickly preparing to stimulate his Divine Sense and activate the Zhenjun Sword atop the green jade desk to slay Chu Zhenxiong.

“Oh, where can I compare? My strength is still lacking compared to esteemed friend, who has slain the Yin Yang Sect’s fiend Dugu Bing with his sword. Now, your name shakes the world, earning the admiration of countless beings,” praised Chu Zhenxiong.

This refined middle-aged man, seemingly amiable, possessed a terrifying combat record. Chu Zhenxiong dared not underestimate him at all, not even speaking in a condescending tone but choosing a more equal approach.

Having read the detailed reports of the battle at Leizhou, he knew this person was amiable at first, consistently advocating peace to the Yin Yang Sect’s Dugu Bing. Dugu Bing did not listen and even looked down on him, speaking arrogantly and incessantly, until he finally enraged the man. A few sword strikes later, Dugu Bing was severely injured, and if not for his escape using a Blood Evading Technique, he would likely have perished in Leizhou.

“What I did is hardly a notable achievement. Chu friend is the one who…” As Chu Zhenxiong had given face, Han Li also exchanged compliments with him.

The two exchanged flattery while remaining on guard against each other, cautious of a sudden attack.

After a while, Chu Dingqian inquired, “May I ask how to address esteemed friend?”

He had already guessed the purpose of the other’s visit. This person must be aware of the predicament of Da Qian. Coming at this time and maintaining goodwill throughout, the purpose was clear.

Still, he harbored many doubts. What were the origins of this person? Why did they want to help Da Qian? And what conditions might they propose?

Chu Dingqian contemplated the price he was willing to pay, as well as how big the other’s appetite might be.

“I am Li Feiyu,” Han Li said indifferently, a pseudonym he had prepared long ago.

“So, it’s friend Li,” nodded Chu Dingqian slightly. He knew this was surely a false name, but it did not matter. As long as the other’s cultivation was real and the intent to help Da Qian genuine, that was enough.

After thinking, Chu Dingqian said, “What brings esteemed friend Li here?”

“My purpose is simple, to help Da Qian escape its plight,” Han Li stated plainly.

Han Li no longer cared to engage in much conversation with Chu Zhenxiong, preferring to get straight to the point. If they could reach an agreement, so be it; if not, they would part ways.

Chu Dingqian’s pupils contracted slightly, and his heart leaped with joy, though he did not show it. He quietly asked, “What are esteemed friend Li’s conditions?”

“That would depend on what kind of help you specifically need from me,” Han Li said nonchalantly.

“With your formidable strength, could you assassinate the old ancestor Yuwen Hua of the Da Jing Empire for me?” Chu Dingqian ventured.

The royal family of the Da Jing Empire is the Yuwen family, and Yuwen Hua is another True Martial Realm ancestor of the Empire. Yuwen Hua is at the Fifth Heaven of the True Martial Realm and currently presides over the Capital City of Da Jing.

Behind the Yinyang Sect stands the Demon Clan, and the Kurong Sect is supported by the Buddhist Sect. Even Fengbo Pavilion is backed by a major power, at least at the level of the Divine Yuan Realm. Chu Dingqian could not afford to provoke any of them.

Among the four forces invading the Daqian Empire, only the Da Jing Empire can be provoked and is also the easiest to grasp because it has no background.

If Li Feiyu indeed killed Yuwen Hua of the Da Jing Empire, then the Daqian Empire would be saved.

The Yinyang Sect, Kurong Sect, and Fengbo Pavilion would certainly take the opportunity to destroy the Da Jing Empire, allowing the Daqian Empire to catch its breath and even take the opportunity to retake Sanzhou in the north and invade Da Jing, biting off a large chunk of territory.

“Possibly.”

“And the conditions?”

“Three Heaven Rank Top Grade Cultivation Techniques or Martial Arts, ten Heaven Rank middle to lower grade Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts, the number and grade of Heaven Rank Artifacts to match, plus five million Top Quality Spirit Stones, ten bottles of Third Grade Spirit Pills…” Han Li stated indifferently.

“Hiss~”

Hearing Han Li’s conditions, even Chu Dingqian inhaled sharply and said with a wry smile, “Friend Han, you are really asking for the lion’s share. The Daqian Empire simply can’t bring out that many rare treasures.”

Heaven Rank Top Grade Cultivation Techniques, Martial Arts, and Artifacts are all at the level of the Divine Yuan Realm. Although the Daqian Empire possesses some, it does not have so many.

Chu Dingqian could grit his teeth and produce ten Heaven Rank middle to lower grade Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts, ten Heaven Rank middle to lower grade Magical Treasures, and ten bottles of Third Grade Spirit Pills.

But five million Top Quality Spirit Stones was an astronomical figure, which Chu Dingqian could not produce.

One Top Quality Spirit Stone is worth ten thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones; five million Top Quality Spirit Stones amount to five hundred billion Lower Grade Spirit Stones. Chu Dingqian could not produce such a sum, and even if he could, he would not do so as it would deplete the entire Daqian Empire.

Tianxuan Mountain had been accumulating for over a thousand years and, besides the Spirit Stones consumed, had less than thirty million Lower Grade Spirit Stones, twice as much as a typical Dongxu Stage Force.

Myriad Phenomena Realm Forces typically have a reserve of one to five billion Lower Grade Spirit Stones. The Daqian Empire, being a True Martial Realm-level force, despite constantly accruing a massive amount of Spirit Stones, also has tremendous expenditures. The reserves are thus only around three to four million Top Quality Spirit Stones.

“Yuwen Hua is a Fifth Heaven True Martial Realm Martial Emperor, always stationed in the Capital City of Da Jing, with the Imperial Palace heavily fortified by Formations. Isn’t he quite hard to kill?”

“My attack on him may cost me my life, so these conditions are not high,” Han Li said lightly, persuading him earnestly.

He knew Chu Zhenxiong was testing him, so Han Li deliberately made a huge demand, knowing full well that Chu Zhenxiong would not agree. Even if he did, what then?

If worse comes to worst, he could wait a few years to break through to the True Martial Realm before attacking Yuwen Hua. By then, would Chu Zhenxiong dare to default on the deal?

If he dared to go back on his word, Han Li would simply kill him too.

Of course, this was limited to the Da Jing Empire. If Chu Zhenxiong asked him to attack forces such as the Yinyang Sect, the Kurong Sect, or Fengbo Pavilion in the True Martial Realm, Han Li would not make such demands, not daring to provoke these powerful entities before gaining sufficient strength.

Although he was wearing Li Feiyu’s “mail,” Han Li could not guarantee that the two Sacred Lands behind the Yinyang Sect and the Kurong Sect could absolutely not trace the deeds back to him.

It wouldn’t be as easy as saying, “This was done by Li Feiyu, what does it have to do with me, Han Li? Go find Li Feiyu.”

Chu Dingqian nodded slightly, acknowledging Li Feiyu’s words. Killing a True Martial Realm Martial Emperor was difficult enough, let alone one in the middle phase of the True Martial Realm, ensconced in his own lair.

“If I need the help of friend Han to guard the Daqian for five hundred years, what would your conditions be?”

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