Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 495: Iʼm Pissed!

”Ye Chen, worry about yourself!”

Yi Qingwu stood high in the sky, dark hair dancing, a full moon behind her casting endless moonlight, her beauty otherworldly. She raised a delicate hand, wielding twin moons, and with the Movement Secret, her graceful figure shot toward Ye Chen with crushing speed.

Ye Chen stood still, watching. As she neared, he unleashed his Heavy Pupil.

”Heavy Pupils Open Heaven!”

Chaotic qi surged, enveloping her in a pure land. Yi Qingwuʼs face shifted, pushing the Movement Secret to escape before it closed. But Ye Chen transformed into a Kun Peng, soaring to block her.

The Movement Secret was formidable, but Yi Qingwuʼs mastery, though talented, paled against Ye Chenʼs Kun Peng Treasure Technique. He forcibly pressed her back into the pure land, gripping her head.

Her stunning face twisted with pride as she glared. ”Using this pure land to trap me—what vile plan is this? My fiancé is outside. Heʼll kill Hua Yunfei, then you! If you dare touch me, heʼll make you beg for death!”

Ye Chenʼs lips twitched.

Youʼre the one who set up this ”private room,” okay?

But he didnʼt argue. The Movement Secret, though incomplete compared to his Kun Peng technique, had unique strengths. Most crucially, it was complete. A broken technique, even with critical feedback, only yielded one complete Battle Secret before.

But gifting a complete Movement Secret could bring unimaginable rewards—perhaps multiple Nine Secrets. Each of these supreme human dao techniques could make a cultivator peerless. Several would be a game-changer.

So, facing the fiancéeʼs theatrics, Ye Chen played along, subduing her effortlessly in the pure land. ”Yi Qingwu, you donʼt want our past soul communions leaking, shaming your fiancé, do you?” He leaned into familiar threats.

To his shock, she didnʼt comply. Instead, she lifted her chin, sneering. ”Thatʼs all youʼve got? Spread it—I donʼt care. My fiancé loves me to his core; he wonʼt mind. I even showed him the mark you left in my spiritual core. He didnʼt blame me—he pitied me and gave me the Movement Secret to protect myself.”

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Ye Chen was stunned. For real? Heavenly Intention Holy Son was that forgiving? He couldnʼt help but admire the guy. But what was with Yi Qingwu going off-script? This wasnʼt how the play was supposed to go!

As he frowned, she continued, ”My fiancé values my pure, untainted yin body above all. As long as thatʼs intact, he wonʼt blame me!”

Ye Chen: ”…”

Was she hinting? Last time, they nearly crossed that line until Heavenly Intention Holy Son broke the formation. If they had, her critical hits mightʼve stopped. Now, with the chance before him, Ye Chen hesitated. Sheʼd just triggered two immortal roots—the highest multiplier yet. Her critical hits were phenomenal. If they became dao partners, future critical hits might be impossible.

Seeing Ye Chen hesitate, Yi Qingwu, though suppressed, smirked proudly. ”Scared, huh? Look outside—your senior brotherʼs losing, about to be swept away and killed by my fiancé. Youʼre next. Youʼre doomed, too cowardly to even lash out or spite my fiancé before you die. Release my restraints now, kneel, and beg for mercy. If Iʼm in a good mood, I might plead with Holy Son to just cripple you, leaving you a mortal for life.”

She doubled down, goading him.

Ye Chen glanced at her chattering mouth, a new idea forming. He didnʼt want to waste her multiplier until a better candidate appeared—sheʼd bring more surprises. But her provocations were making it hard to stay calm. His temper flared.

He sneered, ”Kneel? Youʼre the one kneeling!” His spiritual Qi surged, forcing Yi Qingwuʼs graceful legs to bend, kneeling before him.

Her face shifted. Kneeling wasnʼt a cultivation world custom, even for elders or masters. This was her first time, and to Ye Chen. Humiliation flooded her, but a strange thrill mixed in.

”How dare you?” she cursed, her celestial voice like a breeze. ”Humiliate me like this, and my fiancé will kill you, tear you apart, send your whole clan to the Soul Refining Prison, never to be reborn!”

Glaring up at him, her defiance only fueled Ye Chenʼs fire. He smirked. ”How dare I? Because Iʼm pissed!”

She opened her mouth to retort, but he silenced her instantly. Tears of grievance welled up, and she resisted.

Ye Chen, eyes closed, casually tossed out an image stone to hover midair. ”Holy Maiden, you donʼt want your fiancé seeing you like this, do you?”

Her struggling stopped. She glared, reluctantly complying.

Savoring this unprecedented moment, Ye Chen didnʼt forget the Movement Secret. True to his nature, he said, ”Give me the Movement Secret now, and Iʼll stop.”

Instead of relief, Yi Qingwu sneered. ”The Movement Secret is my fiancéʼs trump card. If you get it and use it against him, what then? No matter the humiliation, youʼll never…”

Seeing her defiance and apparent enjoyment, Ye Chen sighed, silencing her again. No rush—she brought the Movement Secret to give him. Heʼd ask after the battle.