Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 440: This Mark Must Stay!

Seeing Yi Qingwuʼs gritted teeth and lingering resentment, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son, Ying Tiansheng, deduced sheʼd suffered greatly. It was understandable—Ye Chenʼs Heavy Pupils and Supreme Heart made defeating someone a realm higher in the Nascent Soul Stage reasonable. That she wasnʼt captured was already commendable. But as realms progressed, the gap between Deity Transformation and Unity Stages would widen.

Ying Tiansheng produced a palm-sized, incomplete stone tablet, exuding ancient aura and intricate divine patterns, its extraordinariness evident at a glance. Yi Qingwuʼs eyes lit up. Handing it over, he said solemnly, ”This tablet holds half the Battle Secretʼs divine patterns. It boosts attack power by twenty percent, nearly unstoppable. With this, and your imminent Unity breakthrough, youʼll easily crush Ye Chen next time.”

Yi Qingwu smiled radiantly, accepting the tablet. Her melodious voice rang out, ”Thank you, Holy Son! With this, Iʼll erase my shame and annihilate Ye Chen, scattering his soul.”

Ying Tiansheng smiled faintly but felt she could improve. ”Offer your primordial spirit,” he said gently. ”My Heavenly Intention Sacred Heart Technique is complete. I can guide you to enhance it.”

Yi Qingwuʼs expression faltered, and she shook her head. ”Thank you, Holy Son, but my primordial spirit is perfected. Iʼll pass.”

Her poorly concealed panic made Ying Tiansheng frown. Knowing her well, he sensed she was hiding something. Was her primordial spirit damaged?

”Qingwu, present your primordial spirit for inspection,” he commanded, his voice majestic, undeniable, like a heavenly decree.

Hesitation and humiliation crossed Yi Qingwuʼs face. After a moment, seven-colored divine light flashed from her brow, and her radiant primordial spirit, mirroring her beauty, emerged.

Ying Tiansheng scrutinized it, his brows tightening, eyes narrowing. ”Qingwu, why does your primordial spirit bear anotherʼs aura?”

His voice carried a sharp edge. Yi Qingwuʼs exquisite face flushed with shame. Her primordial spiritʼs brow glowed, revealing the core within. When Ying Tiansheng saw the two bold characters imprinted there, he stood abruptly, his aura menacing, his expression cold as heavenʼs will, glaring at her. ”What is this? Why is Ye Chenʼs name in your core?”

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Outsiders would be shocked. The reserved, stoic Holy Son, unshaken even by his brotherʼs death, was enraged. Prodigies like him fiercely guarded their possessions, especially their women. Anotherʼs mark was the ultimate disgrace.

Startled, Yi Qingwu paled, her eyes reddening. Her heavenly voice trembled with a nasal tone. ”In the Broad Cold Divine Realm, Ye Chen wounded my primordial spirit with a special technique. As the domain shattered, he seized the chance to imprint his name to humiliate me. Thatʼs why I lost the Moon Palace—my mind was in chaos.” By the end, she was sobbing, unable to continue.

Ying Tianshengʼs face turned ashen. How dare Ye Chen imprint his name in the fiancéeʼs primordial spirit? It was worse than his brotherʼs death—an unforgivable provocation. Killing intent surged, sweeping through the Heavenly Intention Holy Land, making elders and disciples tremble.

Yi Qingwu, stifling her sobs, gritted her teeth. ”I know this shames you, so I told no one. But I crave revenge. Thatʼs why I asked for the tablet—to crush Ye Chen next time and erase all my humiliation. Holy Son, if you canʼt bear this, Iʼll dissolve our engagement.”

Her pitiful state softened Ying Tiansheng. The mark was just an exploit, and her primordial yin remained intact—no risk of betrayal. That sufficed. But one thing puzzled him. ”What do the two ||||\ after Ye Chenʼs name mean?”

Yi Qingwu initially didnʼt know, but realizing Ye Chen added a stroke per encounter, she understood it as a tally—two ||||\ for ten soul communions. She shook her head, feigning ignorance. Ying Tiansheng didnʼt press. Killing Ye Chen would reveal all.

Ye Chenʼs name in her core grated on him. ”I have a method to erase the mark. Qingwu, donʼt resist—bring your spirit sense closer.”

But Yi Qingwu instantly retracted her primordial spirit, startling him. Her expression resolute, she declared, ”This shame canʼt be erased so easily. Only when I kill Ye Chen myself will I remove it. If he lives, this mark stays.”

Ying Tiansheng paused. As a prodigy, he understood her resolve but struggled with anotherʼs name in the fiancéeʼs core. After calming himself, he said, ”Iʼll teach you the Heavenly Intention Sacred Heart Technique. Study it well—your spirit sense will soar. Then seclude yourself to break through to Unity. If you hurry, you might catch the Great Yang Divine Dynasty ruinsʼ emergence. If Ye Chenʼs there, you can crush him.”

Yi Qingwu nodded eagerly.

Later, she left with the half-tablet to seclude herself for the Unity breakthrough. Recalling Ying Tianshengʼs ashen face at seeing ”Ye Chen,” she smirked. Next time she met Ye Chen, sheʼd not only deliver the tablet but let him leave more marks, more deeds, more words on her.

In the sealed hall, Ying Tiansheng sat alone in the shadows, his eyes glinting. ”Hua Yunfei, Divine King Body, likely the Moral Heavenly Venerateʼs heir. Ye Chen, Heavy Pupils, Supreme Heart, probable Heavenly Emperor descendant. And the Yao familyʼs Holy Son, pure-blood immortal body. If I kill and refine them all, I could gain the ultimate physique before the Immortal Path opens. Even Central Continentʼs prodigies would merely be my nourishment for ascension. The Great Yang Divine Dynastyʼs emergence is my chance to take them all down. But first, I must strengthen myself further…”