Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 640: Somethingʼs Off with This Woman!

She was rejected?

Luo Bingling was stunned. Which cultivator, hearing of a Space Divine Stone, wouldnʼt jump at the chance? Rushing to claim it, fearing a minuteʼs delay? Yet Ye Chen, told it was opening soon, just gave up? What could be more important than a Space Divine Stone? Did he have any heart for the Dao? Did he think talent let him do anything?

Dugu Sheng, battered, perked up at Ye Chenʼs refusal. ”The fourth Holy Son is busy. Iʼll go with you, Fellow Daoist!”

But Luo Bingling ignored him, fists clenched, forcing herself to speak. ”Fellow Daoist Ye, a Space Divine Stone is rare beyond measure. Unless itʼs critical, you should go. Weʼll handle it quickly and you can return.”

Ye Chen, now by his masterʼs side, grinned at her, not turning. ”What Iʼm doing next is the most important!”

Gu Yunyun blushed.

Dugu Sheng tried again. ”Looks like Fellow Daoist Yeʼs truly busy. Iʼll go with you, Fellow Daoist Luo…”

Luo Bingling gritted her teeth, unsure how to persuade further. What was Ye Chenʼs deal? Was it really such bad timing? She came for him, not the secret realm. If he stayed, so would she.

Though Ye Chen was only First Heaven Mahayana, his breakthrough to Second Heaven was imminent. A Space Divine Stone was critical. Gu Yunyun, knowing the stoneʼs value, spoke up.

”You donʼt need to rush here. Iʼll stay in the Sword Sect. Come back when youʼre done.”

But Ye Chen didnʼt hesitate. ”No, Iʼve waited decades… I canʼt wait another moment!”

Gu Yunyunʼs head dropped, nearly hiding in her figure, fearing others might guess.

Ye Chen, open and bold, took her hand, heading for the cave.

Everyone was stunned. They didnʼt know what he was doing, but it looked urgent. Decades in waiting? Clearly vital.

Dugu Sheng, elated, stepped before Luo Bingling. ”Fellow Daoist Luo, the fourth Holy Sonʼs seclusion could take ages… Letʼs go. I have sword cultivator friends who might—”

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She seemed deaf to him, addressing Ye Chenʼs back. ”Then handle your business, Fellow Daoist Ye. Iʼll wait in the Sword Sect, and weʼll go to the Immortal Path together. Please hurry!”

Ye Chen, puzzled, glanced back. Wasnʼt it urgent? Now she could wait? Something was off with this alien. Was she targeting him? The War God Clan, hit hard by the Heavenly Emperor, might want revenge. And ”hurry”? Sorry, he was built to last!

Already uninterested despite her 4,000-fold multiplier, Ye Chenʼs suspicion of her motives killed any remaining curiosity. Too lazy to say more, he led his blushing master into the cave. He didnʼt even bother greeting the Sword Sectʼs Saint ancestor, purely out of spite.

As the cave door shut, silence fell. The ancestor noticed Ye Chenʼs lack of initial courtesy. It wasnʼt about saving Dugu Sheng—Ye Chen likely saw him as nothing. It was the ancestorʼs insistence on keeping Gu Yunyun. What choice did he have? He decided to scour the Sword Sectʼs treasures, giving Gu Yunyun anything useful. Keep her happy, and Ye Chen would likely be fine.

Dugu Sheng, ignored so long, shut down completely…

Over the next few days, the Sword Sect ancestor, annoyed by Dugu Shengʼs presence, ordered him to leave. Dugu Sheng, reluctant, repeatedly sought Luo Bingling. But she was resolute, waiting for Ye Chen to emerge.

Dugu Sheng shut down completely. When he left the Sword Sect, dazed, the cold wind howled, bleak and desolate. Heʼd returned with a beauty, poised to claim the Dugu Wooden Sword, full of vigor.

Now, leaving? No sword. No beauty. Even his Extreme Dao Weapon shattered! His barely intact sword heart now truly broken…

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”Why do you know the Sword Grass Treasure Technique? When did you cultivate sword Dao?”

Back in the cave, Gu Yunyun pursed her lips, asking softly.

Ye Chen chuckled. Over the years, heʼd shown many anomalies, but sheʼd never questioned. Now, asking wasnʼt a change in nature. She was nervous.

Pinning her against the cave wall, he grinned. ”Master, are you nervous?”

Gu Yunyun stiffened, glaring with shy anger. She closed her eyes, scoffing. ”Rebellious disciple! I shouldnʼt have gone to Green Cloud City for you…”

Ye Chen laughed, recalling their first meeting. Back then, a Foundation Establishment master in red robes, sheʼd stunned the small cultivator he was. Years later, the moment of reaping had come. Even he, used to immortal maidens, felt a rare thrill, heart racing. But he didnʼt rush.

Leaning to her ear, he teased, ”Master, are you willing to be bullied by this rebellious disciple?”

Her thin skin made teasing her privately irresistible, unlike the guilt-free Senior An.

Gu Yunyun, angrier, bit her lip. ”You rebellious, master-defying disciple, so strong you can shatter an Extreme Dao Weapon with a leaf. Does a Unity-stage weakling like me have a choice?”

A Unity-stage weakling?

Ye Chenʼs smile widened, pulling her into his arms. ”If you werenʼt a Unity-stage weakling, would you be willing?”

Her face burned red. Mumbling, she stayed silent.

Ye Chen understood her heart. With a wave, he lifted her gently, a spatial rift appearing. One step, and they vanished from the cave.