Immortality Starts With Investment

Ye Chen had always believed in one simple truth: there’s no such thing as someone who can’t speak reasonably. If they’re not talking sense, it’s not that they can’t—it’s that they won’t. Beat them into submission, and they’ll listen.

With a single slap, a massive purple-gold palm surged forth, vast enough to blot out the sky, crashing toward the man and his chariot. Ye Chen’s current strength was terrifying. Even a casual strike carried devastating power, as if he could tear down the heavens with a gesture.

Yet the man atop the chariot stood unfazed, his face showing no fear, only eagerness. ”Ye the Fourth, since you dare make a move, let’s see if your Heavy Pupils are as formidable as they say. The Heavy Pupil is one of the strongest physiques, but its power depends on the wielder.”

Brimming with battle intent, the man radiated confidence as he faced the descending giant palm. He threw a punch, unleashing a torrent of purple divine radiance, surging like rivers and mountains, unstoppable and ferocious. The sound of his fist roared like a tsunami, wave after wave, boundless and terrifying.

In an instant, it collided with Ye Chen’s Heaven-Destroying Hand, unleashing a cataclysmic shockwave. The sky itself seemed on the verge of collapsing.

The man steered his chariot through the chaotic currents, his imposing figure standing coldly atop it, staring down at Ye Chen. ”In the Great Yan Continent, I only respect my elder brother, the one with the richest immortal blood in our Yao Clan in ten thousand years. Even Hua Yunfei is destined to be suppressed by him. Today, I’ll start by crushing you, the fourth Holy Son, and show you the terror of the Yao Clan.”

His presence was domineering, exuding an immortal aura. His physique was extraordinarily formidable.

Ye Chen gazed at him impassively, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. Ye the Fourth? What a knack for nicknames.

This man knew Ye Chen’s identity and his Heavy Pupils, yet still dared to act so arrogantly. Clearly, he had some real ability.

Staring at the war chariot charging like a meteor, Ye Chen’s lips curled into a cold smirk. A divine light flashed from his brow, and in the next moment, he summoned the resplendent Heavenly Emperor War Chariot.

Still holding Yao Xi, who was slightly flustered but trying to remain composed as she leaned against him, Ye Chen stepped forward, ascending the chariot with her. With a thunderous roar, the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot surged upward, not dodging but meeting the incoming chariot head-on.

The man sneered. His chariot, forged by his clan from over a hundred rare metals and infused with vast amounts of Golden Crow Essence Gold, was a masterpiece. And Ye Chen’s chariot? Some shoddy thing, daring to collide with his? Did Ye Chen not understand the might of an ancient immortal clan? The weight of their legacy? Had his new status as Holy Son gone to his head?

A cold glint flashed in the man’s eyes as he urged his chariot faster. The peak Golden Core celestial horses roared, nearly merging with the chariot, intent on smashing Ye Chen’s to pieces and giving this new Holy Son a taste of an immortal clan’s power.

In an instant, the two chariots collided with earth-shattering force, as if two planets had crashed together. The impact was deafening, the void itself splitting apart.

The man’s body, along with countless twisted fragments of divine metal and the mangled flesh of his celestial horses, was sent hurtling backward. Purple blood sprayed like rain.

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After flying back a hundred miles, the gaping wound on his chest rapidly healed. But his eyes were wide with disbelief. His chariot—crafted at his brother’s behest after much pleading—was shattered?

Those divine celestial horses, bearing a trace of Roaring Beast bloodline, which he had painstakingly captured and tamed, were gone? He had planned to ride this chariot to impress the Divine Maiden of the Heavenly Desire Sect at her upcoming debut, hoping to win her favor. And now it was destroyed?

He had heard rumors that the new Holy Son of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land was blessed with heaven-defying fortune, rising from a small sect to seize prodigy-level opportunities, as if favored by the heavens themselves. He hadn’t believed it before, but now, he was starting to understand.

The man’s heart ached as he glared at Ye Chen, who looked down at him from his chariot. His voice was icy. ”Ye the Fourth, you’ve thoroughly enraged me. You destroyed my chariot, so I’ll take yours as compensation. Even your Protector won’t have anything to say about it.”

With those words, purple qi surged from his body, piercing the heavens, his hair standing on end. Most striking was the divine light shooting from his dantian, projecting an illusory array diagram. It emanated a peculiar rhythm, influencing the surrounding space and suppressing Ye Chen.

Ye Chen’s eyes narrowed. This was a Nascent Soul phenomenon, a void array diagram with the power to lock space and immobilize enemies. Such phenomena, with their unique abilities, were exclusive to the most talented Nascent Soul cultivators.

The man charged, unleashing a barrage of punches. Purple fist qi roared like mountains and rivers, boundless and relentless, his entire being radiating the terror of an ancient immortal god.

Ye Chen remained calm, his mind stirring. A beam of divine light shot from his dantian, and above his head, a golden Kun Peng spread its wings, vast enough to blot out the sky, gazing down coldly at the man. The phenomenon’s power, which had locked the void and suppressed Ye Chen, shattered instantly.

This was Ye Chen’s eighth phenomenon—the Kun Peng Phenomenon. It had formed after he comprehended the Kun Peng Treasure Technique and refined the combat experience of the Vicious Ten’ Kun Peng at the Nascent Soul stage. Even among prodigy Nascent Soul cultivators, most could only manifest a single phenomenon. Ye Chen, however, had manifested seven during his breakthrough to Nascent Soul.

Typically, phenomena only emerged alongside the Nascent Soul during the breakthrough, with new ones almost impossible to form afterward. Yet Ye Chen’s Nascent Soul continued to generate them.

He speculated this was tied to his Chaos Golden Core and his cultivation of the Shakyamuni Heart Refining Art, along with consuming the Shakyamuni Fruit before his breakthrough.

Dealing with this man? A single phenomenon would suffice.

With the emergence of the Kun Peng Phenomenon, its overwhelming might rendered the opponent’s phenomenon utterly ineffective.

Ye Chen stood aloft, gazing down at the man with an air of supreme dominance. The barrage of fist shadows, vast as rivers and mountains, surged toward him, but Ye Chen didn’t even bother to block. The Heavenly Emperor War Chariot blazed with divine light, effortlessly shattering the onslaught.

In the next moment, the chariot thundered forward once more.

The man’s expression shifted as he tried to escape into the void, but the combined force of the chariot and the Kun Peng Phenomenon locked him in place. The void, which he could normally enter with ease, now refused him even a single step. His face paled.

A second later, the chariot struck again, sending him hurtling through the sky, purple blood raining across the heavens.

This time, the man barely managed to heal his wounds, his eyes filled with shock. He wasn’t surprised that Ye Chen possessed a Nascent Soul phenomenon—many prodigies did. But he hadn’t expected Ye Chen’s phenomenon to be the ancient Vicious Ten’ Kun Peng.

Phenomena varied in quality. The weakest might manifest as mere grass or petals—somewhat mystical, but not particularly impressive. Stronger ones featured celestial bodies like the sun or moon, such as his own array diagram. Even higher were composite phenomena, considered among the most elite, exclusive to top-tier Holy Sons—visions like a bright moon over a green lotus or a great sun setting behind golden mountains.

The Vicious Ten phenomena, like the Kun Peng, were naturally among these top-tier visions.

The man’s heart trembled with shock. This fourth Holy Son of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land… he truly seemed to possess the same caliber as his elder brother or Hua Yunfei—a true top-tier Holy Son!