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Chapter 527 - Chapter 527: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

Chapter 527: Chapter 226: Alone, She Slaughtered Through the Three Thousand Realms, With a Single Palm Suppressing the Eighty Thousand Domains! Guanghan Empress!_1

In the early morning,

in a place where the sunlight couldn’t reach, Han Li had penetrated.

“Want some more?”

The body of Zi Miao Zhen, who had discussed Dao all night, lay across the bed in a languid pose, propping up her chin and speaking.

After the lengthy battle, Zi Miao Zhen no longer had the pure and holy appearance of a Heavenly Immortal; instead, she was flushed with a rosy glow, her eyebrows hinted springtime, and her eyes were seductive like silk.

Han Li was prepared to leave, but upon hearing her words, he turned around only to see one of Zi Miao Zhen’s slender jade hands resting on her thigh, while the other hand extended her pale and delicate fingers to be nibbled between her ruby lips and pearly teeth.

This was no Heavenly Fairy; she was a peerless beauty!

Zi Miao Zhen was one of White Emperor City’s three great fairies, her beauty renowned across the Endless Yuankun Domain. Were her admirers to witness this scene, their Dao hearts would likely shatter.

Luckily the old ancestor had a kind heart, and these images were for his eyes only.

“You little enchantress.”

Han Li was a man who didn’t know how to reject, and in such a situation he could only continue to exchange Dao with Zi Miao Zhen.

“Zhen’er, just take as you please.”

As his voice trailed off, Han Li walked over, sat on the bed, and prepared for another seated session (fill in the blank).

After finishing his morning practice, Han Li imparted his profound Dao knowledge to Zi Miao Zhen, making her completely submissive in heart, mouth, hands, and legs.

At the peak of Chengdao Peak, Han Li turned over his palm and took out a palm-sized emerald-colored bowl that looked rather unassuming.

These days, Han Li had been busy exchanging affection with Zi Miao Zhen and preparing for the grand wedding with this exceptional woman, so he had not yet dealt with the Bihai Bowl, a top-grade imperial weapon.

“Xi Yue.”

With a soft call, the perfect figure of Xi Yue appeared beside him, smiling at him.

“Master.”

“Conjure out the Artifact Spirit of the Bihai Bowl. If it has any ulterior motives, teach it a profound lesson,” Han Li said indifferently.

“Okay.”

Xi Yue nodded, her fair, delicate fingers lightly beckoning towards the Bihai Bowl.

A glowing orb involuntarily flew out of the Bihai Bowl, growing larger as it descended to the ground.

When the light dissipated, the visage of an incredibly beautiful woman dressed in an emerald green dress was revealed. She was gorgeous, with a curvaceous body, full and lithe; her legs were long and fair, with a white band adorning one of them.

“Han Li, what are you trying to do?”

The Artifact Spirit of the Bihai Bowl, a stunning woman who appeared delicate and weak, asked Han Li feebly.

Although the Bihai Bowl was sealed, she had clearly heard Han Li’s previous conversation with Zi Miao Zhen.

“Of course I’m going to do… you.”

Looking at the woman in the green dress before him, a bright light flashed in Han Li’s eyes; he had thought she was a burly man. He murmured in his heart, then lightly said, “You already know full well what I intend to do, don’t you?”

“I will not agree,” the woman in the green dress gave a cold laugh.

The Lord of Yuankun Domain was one of the nine supreme rulers; betraying the Lord was something she could not bring herself to do.

Even with Han Li’s boundless potential, he would be crushed by the Lord before he could grow; betrayal came with too great a cost.

“You won’t agree, huh?”

Han Li slightly raised his eyebrows and indifferently said, “Xi Yue, infuse her body with a strand of Immortal light.”

Xi Yue flicked her finger, and a strand of Immortal light entered the body of the woman in the green dress, solidifying her previously ephemeral body to be as real as any living being.

“You… you… you… what are you going to do?” The woman in the green dress suddenly got flustered, as a dreadful thought flashed through her mind.

Could it be Han Li intended to lay hands on her?

She was an Artifact Spirit!

No one had ever been with an Artifact Spirit in that way; it was far too depraved.

But judging by Han Li’s expression, it seemed that her fears might be coming true. As Han Li approached, the woman in the green dress’s heart pounded erratically with fright.

“Please don’t let it be!” she silently pleaded in her heart.

Han Li reached out his hand, lifted the chin of the woman in the green dress, and unabashedly stamped a kiss on her lips.

Feeling her rigid body, Han Li unsatisfiedly pried open her teeth and helped himself as he pleased.

The woman in the green dress was completely stupefied, her immaculate face filled with bewilderment.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After coming to her senses, the woman in the green dress wanted to resist, to at least bite Han Li’s tongue as a lesson to him.

But her cheeks were pinched by Han Li, her luscious lips involuntarily opened, and her teeth couldn’t close, entirely dominated by Han Li.

After it was over, Han Li licked his lips as if savoring the moment, then said to the fuming woman in the green dress, “Calm down, if you don’t agree, there are more thrilling things to come.”

“You!”

The woman in the green dress showed her fangs and flailed at Han Li before coldly saying, “Do whatever you want, I will never betray the Lord.”

“Oh, I didn’t expect you to be so loyal to the Lord.”

Han Li clicked his tongue twice, wasting no words; he directly embraced the woman in the green dress and vanished from Chengdao Peak, returning to his own chamber.

He then began a passionate process of exchanging Dao.

It could be described as clothes flying off in broad daylight, like the Yellow River flowing into the sea…

“Shameless! I will never betray the Lord.”

“Bastard, you’ve hurt me.”

“Han Li, be gentle.”

“Han Li, why have you stopped moving?”

“….”

As the beguiling singing ceased, Biyuan involuntarily pulled over the covers, hiding her exhausted body.

“Han Li, you truly are a shameless lecher. I am an Artifact Spirit, what do you take me for?”

Angrily, the Artifact Spirit Biyuan of the Bihai Bowl scolded.

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