Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage - Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Chapter 261: Fishing Alone Through the Ages!

The Scope is Too Small, Caught a Spirit Phoenix!

If It Doesn’t Transform, Just Roast and Eat It_3 Chapter 677: Chapter 261: Fishing Alone Through the Ages!

The Scope is Too Small, Caught a Spirit Phoenix!

If It Doesn’t Transform, Just Roast and Eat It_3 And the person before her didn’t look like a good one.

If he did anything to her, she would have no way to resist.

“Can you transform?”

Han Li suddenly asked.

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Although Feng Mian didn’t know why Han Li would ask such a thing, she still responded, “My powers are sealed, I cannot transform.”

Suddenly, she felt a glimmer of hope.

Did this fisherman develop some improper thoughts toward her?

As a member of the Linghuang Clan, her transformed state was naturally extremely beautiful; perhaps this man was tempted by her body, which would be perfect.

Once this fisherman unlocked her powers, she could turn the tables and have him in her grasp.

A mere mortal who hasn’t become a True Immortal, how could he stand a chance against her, a noble Heavenly Immortal of the Linghuang Clan?

“Is that so?

Then let me unseal your powers for you,” Han Li said directly.

This caught Feng Mian off guard.

Was he being so straightforward?

He had no defenses against her, wasn’t he afraid she would counterattack?

While Feng Mian hesitated over whether to say anything, she saw Han Li lightly tap her and utter two words.

Her powers were truly released.

Boom!

A powerful and boundless aura soared to the sky, a terrifying might emanating from the body of the Linghuang.

Feng Mian joyfully circled in the sky for a round, letting out a happy screech.

Her body was immensely huge, at least a million zhang in size.

“Young man, how dare you unseal my powers!

How dare you?!”

Feng Mian circled around Thousand Realm Island, her tone full of joy and pride, speaking recklessly as if she had Han Li completely under control.

“Buzz~”

Han Li said nothing.

An inch of his sword at his waist unsheathed, and a brilliant sword light burst forth, instantly striking the immensely huge Linghuang.

The Linghuang was instantly split in two, falling onto the island, her body reverting to its original size.

“You actually have a True Immortal weapon!”

Feng Mian’s tone was filled with incredible shock, regret flooding her heart.

She had been too careless.

If he, not yet a True Immortal, had been able to fish her, a Heavenly Immortal, from another world with such a miraculous fishing rod, it was clear he had deeply hidden trump cards.

But she was reeled over so suddenly and her powers were swiftly unsealed by Han Li, she hadn’t thought of this until now, which led to such a terrible outcome.

“Transform.”

Watching the Linghuang’s body merge and restore itself, Han Li spoke indifferently.

“I won’t!”

Feng Mian turned her head away, outright refusing.

“Then I will roast you to eat.”

Han Li’s tone was indifferent, his left hand grasping the hilt of his sword, slowly pulling it outward.

Feeling the terrifying sword light locking onto her, Feng Mian panicked instantly.

This man was truly capable of doing such a thing.

He had already dealt her one sword strike, and now, if she didn’t transform, this fisherman might just deliver a few more strikes to kill her, to actually roast and eat her.

“No no no, I’ll transform,” Feng Mian said, panicking.

Then, a series of celestial lights rose from her Phoenix body, and once the lights dispersed, an extremely beautiful person appeared before Han Li.

She was a youthful and icy beauty with light green hair hanging down her back, a golden collar around her delicate neck, her makeup exquisite, her face flawless and magnificent, a Phoenix Feather Mark on her forehead.

She was dressed in gorgeous, detailed clothes, adorned with various accessories.

Gold patterns graced her jade hands and feet, and her bare toes were light blue.

Floating three inches off the ground, her feet never touched it.

PS: My eyes are uncomfortable, writing at a snail’s pace, it took four to five hours to write just this little, sigh.

I’ll try to make up for it tomorrow.