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Yun Miaoyi chuckled bitterly, “Husband, have you forgotten about Cui Pingyu? You killed him for Yiyin sister back then, secretly, and blamed it on the White Lotus Cult, framing Sister Xiangxiang. Yan Liulong is a man who holds grudges; he must have learned about this and seized the opportunity to capture you.”

“I guess she wants to take you back to the Hehuan Sect to properly ‘nourish’ herself,” she continued.

Having come from the Hehuan Sect herself, she naturally recognized the Sect Master Yan Liulong. The two had some connections and originally, Yan Liulong had looked after her quite a bit. Otherwise, she might have lost her innocence at the Hehuan Sect long ago.

After thinking it over, Yun Miaoyi looked at Han Li and said, “Husband, if possible, please treat her a little better.”

She knew that once Yan Liulong arrived, there was no going back; Han Li would not let her go. However, Yan Liulong was different from her, Jiang Baiye, and Lu Tianxiang. The three of them were all virgins, while Yan Liulong had harvested vitality from numerous cultivators.

The wives and concubines that Husband Han Li took were all virgins. Someone like Yan Liulong, who fell into the husband’s hands, would probably not be treated very well.

“Fine,” Han Li agreed directly, erasing the lowest tier.

He also thought that Yun Miaoyi must have owed Yan Liulong a favor; after all, Yun Miaoyi was once the enchantress of the Hehuan Sect, likely fostered and taken care of by Yan Liulong.

Yun Miaoyi was his wife, whom Han Li also loved deeply. Since Yun Miaoyi had requested it, Han Li naturally agreed. It was also the first time Yun Miaoyi had made such a request to him.

It wasn’t a big deal anyway, just not making Yan Liulong a female slave. Being a servant concubine would be okay, just like that Fairy Li.

Now, Fairy Li had been well trained by him, completely taking on his old ancestor’s demeanor, obedient to every word. Next would be the witch Yan Liulong.

Yan Liulong was none other than the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, and a Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm. Taming such a witch should be even more gratifying, he thought.

With that in mind, Han Li instantly appeared above Yan Liulong with Yun Miaoyi, covering a radius of ten thousand miles with his Spiritual Sense to prevent any noise from leaking out. Then his enormous hand pressed down, and a Yin and Yang Palm Seal descended upon Yan Liulong.

In mid-flight, Yan Liulong’s face turned white with shock. Why was she suddenly under attack? Moreover, the attacker was using a Yin and Yang Palm Seal. Could it be that there was a powerful figure in the Sect wanting to eliminate her in secret within Da Qian?

With no time to think further, Yan Liulong circulated her cultivation technique, summoning all the Gang Yuan in her body, and slapped out with her palm, sending a Yin and Yang Palm Seal shooting forth.

She had practiced the Yin and Yang Palm Seal for many years and had already perfected it. With the assailant’s Palm Seal merely reaching significant completion, she should have been able to block it, right?

Thinking this, Yan Liulong unleashed several more martial arts techniques and even summoned her weapon, preparing to activate it.

What she didn’t expect was for the unremarkable Yin and Yang Palm Seal from the opponent to utterly shatter her own Seal, instantly erasing the several subsequent attacks she had released.

Yan Liulong’s face turned deathly pale in an instant, realizing that this was the power of an Emperor Wu from the True Martial Realm. Otherwise, the disparity between them could not have been so vast.

“Which honored one…”

Before Yan Liulong could finish her sentence, the Yin and Yang Palm Seal struck her, inflicting severe injuries and sealing her cultivation.

Without her cultivation, the powerless Yan Liulong plummeted toward the ground. Her face was extremely unsightly, filled with immense regret. If only she had known, she never would have come.

Han Li waved his hand gently, and Yan Liulong immediately flew towards him, caught in his left arm around her lush and delicate waist.

“Han Li?”

When she saw the face of the person who had captured her, Yan Liulong was shocked and could hardly believe it.

Wasn’t Han Li a God Refining Realm cultivator? How had he become an Emperor Wu of the True Martial Realm?

Her expression darkened further, filled with regret. Why had she been so foolish as to trouble Han Li?