Immortality Starts With Investment

Ye Chen undeniably lacked experience in true battles against prodigies of his caliber. While combat talent was innate, experience was indispensable. In top-tier sects and Holy Lands, elders imparted a wealth of fighting techniques, and disciples honed their skills through sparring with peers, accumulating vast experience.

Ye Chen, however, had none of that. He had always relied on overwhelming strength to crush his opponents. Now, facing a Nascent Soul Kun Peng with terrifying combat prowess, he found himself in an unprecedented state of being relentlessly suppressed.

And so, Ye Chen lost his patience. No more holding back.

”Heavy Pupils Open the Heavens!”

His eyes erupted with divine light, swirling with boundless mist. In an instant, the battlefield, awash with endless divine lightning, fell silent. All electric radiance was purified, as if a pristine sanctuary had been carved out, enveloping the Kun Peng entirely.

This was the new divine ability unlocked by Ye Chen’s Heavy Pupils upon breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. With the power of his Heavy Pupils, he could create a pure domain, trapping his enemy within. It left them no escape, subjecting them to fearsome suppression. It could also serve as a sanctuary for himself, offering a temporary respite from the battlefield to recover, its uses boundless.

The Kun Peng sensed something amiss, feeling the weight of suppression. With a piercing cry, it spread its wings, transforming into a streak of divine light to flee the domain. Previously, it could traverse any divine ability or technique, unstoppable by any barrier in the world. Yet now, it crashed against the misty edges of the sanctuary, unable to break free no matter how it struggled.

A faint smile curved Ye Chen’s lips. With a confident grin, he charged into the sanctuary.

The elders of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land were undeniably worried. If Ye Chen were to fall due to his lack of combat experience, it would be an immense tragedy. Seeing him battered and seemingly on the verge of losing his composure, they couldn’t help but sigh. If his mental state wavered, letting frustration take hold, it would only hinder his ability to fight effectively, hastening his defeat.

Their concern deepened, fearing that such a supreme prodigy might perish under the tribulation. But in the next moment, their eyes widened in shock.

Ye Chen wasn’t losing his temper—his eyes were extraordinary. Upon closer inspection, they seemed like gateways to an ancient demonic abyss, as if the depths of his gaze connected to the edge of the world, threatening to draw everything into them.

Those divine pupils, known to nearly all but seen by few, left even the Unity-stage elders gasping in disbelief.

”Is that… the Heavy Pupils? One of the supreme bloodline divine abilities?”

”Heavy Pupils bearer, said to appear only once in an era? The Holy Son possesses the Heavy Pupils?”

”How is this possible? Wasn’t a Heavy Pupils bearer born in the Ancient Immortal Clan of Central Continent fifty years ago? How could there be a second?”

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”That one must be a fraud, probably fabricated to boost their prestige in an era without a true bearer. Our Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s Holy Son is the real Heavy Pupils!”

”Unbelievable…”

The elders were plunged into shock. They had previously thought Ye Chen’s constitution, while impressive, fell short of Hua Yunfei’s divine physique. But with the revelation of the Heavy Pupils, that notion vanished.

According to historical records and legendary feats, the Divine King Body, though capable of achieving immortality, paled in eras where a Heavy Pupils bearer emerged.

In the era of the Heavenly Emperor, unmatched and supreme, a Heavy Pupil bearer arose among the myriad races—the only one capable of challenging the Emperor in the same realm. Considered the Emperor’s lifelong rival, though always defeated, they survived and grew, ultimately ascending to immortality alongside the Emperor.

Though the Heavy Pupils bearer was ultimately slain by the Heavenly Emperor after ascension, their fearsome potential was undeniable. The Heavenly Emperor was widely regarded as the greatest human in history, and to fight him from low to high realms, even as a rival who never won, was extraordinary. Without the Emperor, that Heavy Pupils bearer would have dominated an entire era.

Such was the terror of the Heavy Pupils.

The elders quickly realized their mistake. The new Holy Son wasn’t losing his composure out of desperation. With a trump card like the Heavy Pupils, how could he possibly be rattled? He was simply done playing around, opting for a swift resolution.

On the battlefield, mist swirled, forming a pure sanctuary. Even the elders’ spiritual senses couldn’t penetrate it, only catching vague glimpses of the battle within through the haze. Inside, the new Holy Son was ferociously suppressing the Kun Peng, confirming their assumptions and leaving them in awe of the Heavy Pupil’s might.

At the Nascent Soul stage, he could create a sanctuary on the battlefield, sealing a formidable foe like the Kun Peng, which couldn’t escape despite its prowess. No wonder the Heavy Pupils were deemed invincible. In every era, its bearers shone brilliantly, reducing countless prodigies to mere footnotes. It was truly terrifying. Even the Deity Transformation elders, gazing at the sanctuary, couldn’t help but wonder if they could break free if trapped within.

Lin Qingtan, her face veiled in mist, stood lost in thought. The new Holy Son was strong—beyond imagination. With the Heavy Pupils, his talent seemed to eclipse even Hua Yunfei’s on the surface. Such a prodigy was too vital. Even if Ye Chen chose her as his Protector, the Holy Land would likely object. A talent this dazzling posed a threat; enemies would seize any chance to snuff him out before he could grow. With Hua Yunfei already in their ranks, adding another like Ye Chen would render other Holy Lands obsolete in a millennium.

This made Ye Chen’s situation perilous, demanding an even stronger Protector. As an early-stage Deity Transformation cultivator, Lin Qingtan stood no chance. Yet Ye Chen’s talent, fortune, and opportunities sparked hope in her. More radiant than Hua Yunfei in his time, his favor from the heavens might just hold the key to resolving her own predicament. She couldn’t give up. Watching Ye Chen chase the Kun Peng with a barrage of divine abilities and techniques, she sank into deep contemplation.

Li Feihuang, too weak to even glimpse the battlefield, could only infer from her master’s and the elders’ reactions. Her delicate face grew paler, her once-vibrant red hair now hanging limply over her shoulders.

The one least able to accept this was Tian Mingzi, his expression one of sheer terror. He knew of the Heavy Pupils—one of the most renowned bloodline divine abilities, coveted even by great powerhouses. Its bearers, if they didn’t fall, were destined to stand at the pinnacle of the cultivation world from birth. Their rivals were always divine or sacred physiques, equally monstrous existences.

Tian Mingzi, a prodigy in his own right who had killed his way to Deity Transformation, was confident. But to serve as a whetstone for Heavy Pupils’ bearer? To test their combat prowess? Am I even worthy? Just kill me now!