Immortality Starts With Investment

Hearing this, Fan Qinghe finally relaxed. Ye Chen had vanished after the auction, avoiding her for a week, even when she came in person. He seemed like a scoundrel who’d hurt her and run. But thankfully, the outcome was perfect.

”Thank you, Holy Son! My future is in your hands. May we walk the immortal path together, forever.”

The two, seemingly smitten, held hands and headed toward the room. Passing Yao Gu, Ye Chen remembered the lingering bystander.

”You’re still here?”

Yao Gu’s heart bled, desperate to leave. But he’d heard the Divine Maiden’s first nirvana was taxing, leaving her weakened. He’d prepared a vial of divine medicine, hoping to aid her.

”Brother-in-law, didn’t you ask me to be a witness?”

Yao Gu mumbled sullenly.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. Just being polite, and you actually want to stay? Bold kid.

Fan Qinghe’s eyes lit up, and she transmitted to Ye Chen, ”Letting someone listen outside? Holy Son, you have such tastes? You’re so naughty—I love it…”

Ye Chen glanced at her, startled. The Heavenly Desire Divine Maiden lived up to her name.

”No sound will leak out. He won’t see or hear anything,” Ye Chen replied helplessly. Though the idea was thrilling, it wasn’t his thing—unless it involved his master. Otherwise, he didn’t want anyone listening.

Fan Qinghe’s peach-blossom eyes gleamed brighter.

”No sight, no sound, just guessing what’s happening inside? That’s even more thrilling. Holy Son, you’re too good…”

Ye Chen: ”…”

Is there something wrong with this woman’s head?

As they spoke via transmission, they strode into the room, both eager for the moment. Before the door closed, Ye Chen waved his hand, sending Yao Gu flying out of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s residence. The gate slammed shut, and silence fell.

…

”The Nirvana Scripture condenses one’s core spirit into a divine seed, entrusting everything to the protector. In turn, the protector is influenced by the seed, growing ever closer to the seed’s planter. The first transformation is the spiritual sense shift. Through soul communion, we open our hearts fully, embracing each other.

”In this process, I’ll draw seventy percent of the Holy Son’s spiritual sense… This isn’t mere depletion—it’s truly extracted, unable to recover naturally. But I’ve prepared divine medicine to help you restore your spiritual sense quickly. The Moon Laurel Tree fragment you have might also aid in the recovery process.”

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At this point, Fan Qinghe held nothing back. Seated cross-legged on jade cushions, she gazed at Ye Chen earnestly, explaining the Nirvana Scripture in detail. What was taken wasn’t just spiritual sense, but its source. Depleted spiritual sense could recover over time, but losing its source permanently lowered one’s ceiling, unrecoverable.

She grew nervous, fearing Ye Chen might back out. But she had to be honest—planting the divine seed required his full consent. Without it, she couldn’t take anything from him. So, she spoke cautiously, softening the downsides. Restoring spiritual sense, even if possible, could take years or decades. For a prodigy, that was akin to falling far behind peers.

Watching Ye Chen closely, she noticed his frown, and her heart sank. Then he spoke: ”Why take seventy percent of my spiritual sense?”

Fan Qinghe pursed her red lips, assuming Ye Chen thought she was taking too much. In truth, choosing to take seventy percent was already her showing restraint. A Divine Maiden’s protector couldn’t be changed—there was only one for life. Taking too much could hinder Ye Chen’s future cultivation, potentially barring him from higher realms. Then how could she continue to draw from him?

There was a precedent: a Divine Maiden had once drained her protector’s spiritual sense entirely during the first transformation. It felt great at the time, but the protector couldn’t even break through to Deity Transformation afterward, leaving her with nothing to draw from later.

Being a Divine Maiden was no easy task. She had to take enough to maximize her transformation and benefits, yet exercise restraint to avoid ruining her protector, which would sever her own immortal path.

Seventy percent was already conservative. But seeing Ye Chen’s dissatisfaction, she relented further. ”Then… sixty percent!”

Sixty percent was less, but given Ye Chen’s prodigious talent and robust spiritual sense, it should still be enough to nearly perfect her first transformation.

To her shock, Ye Chen’s frown deepened at ”sixty percent.”

Fan Qinghe was stunned.

You won’t even let me take sixty percent? Are you really trying to freeload?

Before she could speak, Ye Chen’s face turned stern. ”Sixty percent? Are you kidding me? If past Divine Maidens and protectors heard this, they’d think I, Ye Chen, am stingy!”

Fan Qinghe blinked, hurrying to explain, ”No, it’s standard practice—it’s our Heavenly Desire Sect’s tradition…”

Ye Chen waved impatiently. ”Standard? What’s that supposed to mean? That’s not enough for anyone to take! I’ll name a number: take it all. Don’t leave a single drop!”

His tone was resolute, without a hint of hesitation.

What a joke—when giving a gift, you give everything. Leaving scraps would be rude. Take it all for maximum gain.

Fan Qinghe was floored. She hadn’t expected Ye Chen to complain she was taking too little.

”Holy Son, you can’t take it all. If your sea of spirit sense dries up, it might never produce spiritual sense again. You’d be forever barred from Deity Transformation!”

Ye Chen’s expression didn’t waver. ”No breaking, no rebuilding. The cleaner you take it, the further I’ll go in the future…”

Fan Qinghe: ”…”

He’s really taking ’no breaking, no rebuilding’ seriously? She felt an unexpected dilemma.

With a helpless smile, she tried to dissuade him again, but Ye Chen spoke earnestly. ”I know the Nirvana Scripture doesn’t just enhance spiritual sense—it transforms its quality, remaking your sea of spirit sense and elevating your potential.”

”If you take too little, I fear your transformation will fall short. If you’re going to transform, make it the best! As for me, I’m the Heavenly Evolution Holy Son, destined to reach the pinnacle of the Dao. How could losing my spiritual sense end my path? This transformation is your cultivation—and mine. So promise me: drain me dry! If you don’t, it shows you lack true dedication to the Dao, and such a Divine Maiden isn’t worthy of my protectorship!”

His eyes bore into her with pressure. Fan Qinghe was utterly stunned. This was absurd—completely absurd. For the first time, a Divine Maiden wanted to take less, and the protector was unhappy about it. She was certain no Heavenly Desire Sect Divine Maiden had ever faced such a predicament…