Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 672: Sunk Cost!

The Endless Sea was desolate. With ample positive feedback from Ye Chen, Luo Bingling reveled in controlling him. Subtle foot movements, varying rhythms, elicited different reactions. Manipulating him was too easy. She enjoyed it, brainstorming new tricks. Each satisfied expression from him fueled her thrill, driving her on.

Ye Chen, helpless, let her be—traveling was idle time. Her technique lagged behind Su Yuxuanʼs seasoned flair but had its own charm. Her larger foot arch added a unique curve. Both had merits, no better or worse.

Her barely hidden disdain, especially when casting cleansing spells—frowning, lips pursed—created a striking contrast, amplifying Ye Chenʼs visual and mental thrill.

The journey elevated his experience. Each system cooldown, he gifted Dao Charm Pills. He had Extreme Dao Weapons, but with no critical hit from her, their value far exceeded 4,000x feedback. Gifting them was wasteful, so he held back. He ensured positive feedback, occasionally acting flustered.

She grew more excited. When she excelled, he shared cultivation insights via her navel, like completing the War God Clanʼs Healing Secret fragment she practiced. After receiving the full version, her eyes showed not joy, but confidence and pride…

Ye Chen sighed helplessly.

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”Not returning to Heavenly Evolution Holy Land?” Luo Bingling frowned as they reached the Great Yan Continent. Sheʼd cracked Ye Chenʼs code, realizing her past haste backfired. Now, she was patient. Heʼd use Yellow Spring Water to break through to Second Heaven Mahayana. Sheʼd use Minor Space Technique and Space Divine Stone to forge her Cave Heaven, reaching Third Heaven. Then, with more War God Clan treasures, sheʼd fully tame him—make him drool, limp, reverently offering the Dao Cauldron.

Ye Chen shook his head. ”I have business at Heavenly Intention Holy Land first!”

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Yellow Spring Water wasnʼt for direct use—heʼd gift it for a critical hit. Her portion was barely enough for one prodigy. His body, soul, and domain were too extraordinary—her amount wouldnʼt suffice. He had to gift it. His master no longer triggered criticals after his ”betrayal.” Senior Anʼs multiplier was too low. Fan Qinghe nearly burst last time, but her Mahayana breakthrough likely boosted her multiplier, maybe rivaling Luo Binglingʼs.

But Fan was tricky. He hoped sheʼd cultivate slower, letting him ”absorb” more, avoiding an incomplete session. Only one choice remained: the fiancée. Gifting her the Star River King Bodyʼs origin raised her multiplier to 4,000x. Another critical hit would yield great rewards. He could also gift her the Firmament Overlord Bodyʼs origin, further boosting her.

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Luo Bingling frowned, hearing Ye Chen was heading to Heavenly Intention Holy Land. She knew it housed his ”stolen” fiancée, Yi Qingwu. Despite her waist and feet, he still sought other women. This irked her, fresh from reveling in her control over him. Worse, it delayed cultivation.

She knew him well—something solvable in minutes, heʼd drag out for weeks. Wasteful. She closed her feet, suppressing disdain, and said softly, ”Canʼt we skip it? We should return to Heavenly Evolution Holy Land to seclude and break through…”

Ye Chen inhaled sharply, eyes dazed. Sensing a chance, she doubled down, unleashing all her skills. Heʼd always favored other women, ignoring her. Stopping him from seeing Yi Qingwu would elevate her status.

Finally, after a long while, head bowed, she cast a cleansing spell with disdain. Smiling, she looked at him. ”Fellow Daoist Ye, can we go straight to Heavenly Evolution Holy Land?”

Wiping his mouth, refreshed, he shook his head. ”No…”

Her face darkened, abs twitching, nearly exploding with rage.

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For three days, she sulked, withholding her waist and feet. Ye Chen wasnʼt fazed—they were both scheming. With the Dao Cauldron, he held the upper hand. No tug-of-war needed.

As expected, three days later, she caved. After so much effort, quitting now would waste it all. Unacceptable. Plus, with Ye Chen chasing another woman, a cold war would only give others a chance. No way.

Cold-faced, she pulled his hand back to her waist. Her jade foot, hidden in golden boots, reemerged.

Ye Chenʼs lips curved. Tamed…

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Another week passed.

Heavenly Intention Holy Landʼs gates appeared. Ye Chen shuddered, set Luo Bingling aside, withdrew his hand, and eagerly activated a seal.

At Heavenly Intention Holy Land, Yi Qingwu, lecturing at Holy Maiden Peak, suddenly trembled…