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Living within the Han Family, as his child, Han Yonglin was destined to diligently cultivate. Although his starting point was higher than most descendants of Han Li, Lin Yiwu knew this counted for little.

After all, her husband was continuously taking on new wives, each one possessing profound cultivation levels and talents that surpassed her, and there would only be more wives in the future.

When the time came, the talents of those wives’ offspring would exceed that of her child Han Yonglin. If Han Yonglin did not cherish his current advantage, it would dwindle over time, the attention he received would gradually weaken, and the competition would only become fiercer.

For instance, the firstborn of Lu Tianxiang, Han Yongzhen, Lu Tianxiang’s second child she was currently pregnant with, the firstborns that Jiang Baiye, Yun Miaoyi, and Gongsun Yue were expecting—all these children, once born and grown to the age of eight, would become Han Yonglin’s rivals.

As wives and concubines of Han Li, they wouldn’t compete and deliberately engage in favoritism battles against one another, but their descendants would need to compete—it was inevitable since the resources of the Han Mansion were not endless.

Those with good talents naturally had higher starting points, while those with lesser talents had to work harder and diligently to catch up, to show their value and receive attention.

Han Li nodded slightly and said, “I have seen all of this.”

Han Yonglin indeed worked very hard. Although among Han Li’s offspring his talent ranked within the top three, he still spent a great deal of time cultivating every day.

Leaning into Han Li’s embrace, Lin Yiwu’s body suddenly felt a bit feverish as she mustered the courage to say, “Husband, come to my place tonight.”

Han Li looked at her in surprise. He knew that Lin Yiwu was usually quite modest, similar to Jiang Baiye, and felt very ashamed regarding such matters, seldom initiating an invitation for Han Li to “battle.”

“Okay.”

Han Li naturally wouldn’t refuse Lin Yiwu’s request.

That night when Han Li arrived at Lin Yiwu’s chamber, he found Lin Yiyin there as well, the two sisters apparently chatting about something.

Leiyuan Manor, Mangyang Mountain.

In the depths of this mountain range lay a small ruin, where several factions were engaged in fierce combat, battling over a vein of Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

One of the factions was none other than the Zhou Family from Leiyuan Manor, with Han Yongchun also amongst them.

“Bang~”

Han Yongchun sent a Pihai Realm early stage cultivator flying with a palm strike and charged with a Spiritual Artifact longsword towards another cultivator in the middle stage of the Pihai Realm.

After a period of tempering, Han Yongchun had fully mastered his own strength, applying all of the martial techniques he had learned and comprehended at the Han Mansion in actual combat, deepening his mastery over them.

His cultivation had also progressed further, finally advancing to the second layer of the Pihai Realm, enabling him to unleash the combat ability of the Pihai Realm’s middle stage, ranking within the top three in combat ability in the Zhou Manor’s competing team.

After an intense battle, all parties ceased fighting and retreated to their respective positions to prepare for the next engagement.

Exhausted, Han Yongchun returned as well with several wounds on his body. He applied the Han Mansion’s healing liquid and consumed a healing pill, finally recovering from his injuries.

“Phew~”

Han Yongchun let out a heavy breath, finding himself growing fond of the sensation of battle. Although dangerous, it was greatly beneficial to him.

The leader of their team, Zhou Huaijun, approached and clapped Han Yongchun on the shoulder, laughing as he said, “Brother Han truly displayed divine might today.”

Zhou Huaijun had a good impression of Han Yongchun. Among the members of the team, only he knew Han Yongchun’s background. Han Yongchun had requested him not to disclose it when he joined.

The other forces competing for the Spirit Stone Mine were unaware of Han Yongchun’s origins. The battles were fierce and deadly, and Han Yongchun proved to be tenacious, enduring without complaints, fear, or retreat, impressing Zhou Huaijun.

“Don’t tease me, Big Brother Zhou. My abilities are still far behind yours,” Han Yongchun said with a wry smile.

Zhou Huaijun shook his head and replied, “You can’t say that. I’ve been cultivating for many times the years you have, yet my strength is not much higher than yours. I should be the one feeling ashamed.”

Zhou Huaijun’s eyes flashed with envy. He had been cultivating for two hundred and seven years and had only reached the eighth layer of the Pihai Realm.

Han Yongchun, only in his thirties, had already reached the second layer of the Pihai Realm, a truly frustrating comparison. Their talents were nearly the same, but Han Yongchun hailed from a God Refining Realm power, with his father being an ancestor of the Han Family.

Han Yongchun simply smiled without responding.

In Zhou Huaijun’s eyes, he was a genius, but in the Han Mansion, he was just average and didn’t garner much attention; there were many stronger than him.

“Brother Han, the contest for the Spirit Stone Mine will soon come to a close. Do you have any plans for afterwards?” Zhou Huaijun asked.

After this period of struggle, only three forces remained in the small ruin, with the Zhou Family holding a clear advantage—an achievement that Han Yongchun had contributed to.

Han Yongchun thought for a moment and answered, “Once this is over, I plan to take a look around other areas of Leiyuan Manor.”

His current cultivation was too low; he didn’t desire to visit other manors until he reached the later stages of the Pihai Realm. If he could advance to the Gangyuan Realm sooner, he intended to return to the Han Mansion.

Zhou Huaijun nodded, harboring a thought in his mind, but he left it unspoken.

After Zhou Huaijun left, Han Yongchun casually set up an Eighth Grade Formation, hiding within it to cultivate and avoid disturbances.

An hour later, a tremor woke Han Yongchun from his meditative state. He hurriedly emerged to investigate and found that the entire ruin was shaking, its cause unknown.

Zhou Huaijun rushed over, bringing Han Yongchun an important piece of news.

This small ruin concealed a hidden paradise; the outer Gang Yuan Sect ruins were merely a front. Someone had triggered a hidden mechanism or Formation, revealing a complex of palaces that lay concealed within, at the heart of the ruin.