Immortality Starts With Investment

”Congratulations, Host, for successful gifting!”

”Gift: Moon Laurel Tree Fragment!”

”2,500x feedback in progress…”

”Detected significant emotional fluctuation in the recipient and the gift’s high value to them…”

”Critical hit triggered!”

”Rewards: Newborn Moon Laurel Tree! Laurel Transformation Pill! Broad Cold Immortal Moon!”

”Moon Laurel Tree: A unique immortal root, unmatched in existence. Grown for 180,000 years in chaos… Produces 3,650 laurel blossoms annually, nourishing and strengthening the soul… Cultivating beneath it wards off heart demons, repels myriad laws, aids in entering a state of emptiness for enlightenment, enhances primordial spirit quality, boosts chances of breaking through to the Deity Transformation Stage, and amplifies Heaven and Earth Manifestation…”

”Laurel Transformation Pill: Exclusive treasure of the ancient Broad Cold Holy Land, refined from 3,650 laurel blossoms. Late Nascent Soul cultivators can consume it to greatly enhance spirit sense, increase Deity Transformation Stage breakthrough odds…”

”Broad Cold Immortal Moon: A treasure forged by the Broad Cold Holy Land from immortal gold, laurel dao charm, and gentle moonlight, resembling a true moon, emitting its glow…”

”Detected Host possesses a small world. Rewards automatically delivered to the small world. Host, please select placement later.”

Ye Chen’s eyes widened at the system’s prompts. He was genuinely shocked. Honestly, he hadn’t expected a critical hit from gifting Yi Qingwu. Her erratic mind—wild and reckless inside the array, uncaring about the Moon Palace, an Extreme Dao Weapon, yet reverting to a lofty fairy outside—made her motives unclear. He’d gifted with little hope.

Yet, this gift triggered a critical hit, surpassing all expectations. Not only did he get the desired Moon Laurel Tree, but also a treasure pill and an immortal moon. The tree’s effects as an immortal root were unimaginable—a legacy treasure.

The pill, crafted from a year’s worth of blossoms, was priceless. The moon, with its myriad uses, could hang in his small world, joining the stars to make it closer to a true great world.

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This haul left Ye Chen in awe. High base multipliers were unstoppable! Yi Qingwu didn’t even max out the critical hit—just accepting a fragment yielded a tree, a pill, and a moon. 2,500x was divine!

Amid his shock, Ye Chen felt a pang of regret. Had he known, he wouldn’t have clashed so hard with the Holy Son at the Sword Sect. With this high-multiplier fiancée, he’d have befriended the Holy Son. But this encounter forged a pure connection with her, no Holy Son needed, easing his mind greatly.

Ye Chen was on the verge of breaking through to the Deity Transformation Stage. The Moon Laurel Tree and Laurel Transformation Pill couldn’t have come at a better time. Probing his small world with his spirit sense, he saw the immortal root radiating divine light, awaiting placement. Above, a radiant moon, smaller than the real one but brimming with lunar dao charm, enhanced the world’s laws, making it more complete.

After a moment’s thought, Ye Chen placed the Moon Laurel Tree beside the Star Pool on the main peak, opposite the Enlightenment Tea Tree. Bathing in the pool would now benefit from both immortal roots. The Moon Laurel Tree was breathtaking, its silver blossoms glowing like moonlight. Its fragrance was refreshing, almost divine, uplifting the spirit.

Sensing its aura, Ye Chen’s primordial spirit felt nourished by the Great Dao, enveloped in peace and serenity—like a lover’s gentle touch giving his spirit sense a full-body spa, half as blissful as communing with a Holy Maiden or Divine Maiden.

Remarkably, under the tree’s influence, his already immense spirit sense showed room for growth—an astonishing feat. No wonder even the Heavenly Emperor coveted immortal roots.

Observing his small world, Ye Chen noticed a profound shift with the addition of the two immortal roots, edging it closer to a true great world. If he kept infusing it with treasures, one day it might rival a great world, complete with perfect laws, allowing cultivation and breakthroughs.

The cultivation world’s environment was deteriorating, potentially nearing an End of Law era where immortality might become unattainable. His small world could become a sanctuary, a haven for those close to him.

Withdrawing his spirit sense, Ye Chen noted the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s tower ship had set sail. Disciples, previously hiding, rushed out, marveling at his prowess. Ambushed by Yi Qingwu, a cultivator a full realm above, their Fourth Holy Son had handled it with ease. This tale would surely amplify his renown.

Elder Mo, still dissatisfied, grumbled, ”I held them off for two days, and you did nothing? If it were me in my youth, trapped with such a beauty, she’d either not leave or leave pregnant—no third option! Imagine Yi Qingwu returning pregnant—it’d crush the Holy Son, a perfect double blow. Plus, your child might be a monstrous genius, given your Heavy Pupils and Supreme Heart.”

Ye Chen ignored Elder Mo’s chaos-stirring nonsense, instead eyeing Elder He with surprise. He’d worried Elder He might waver before his white moonlight, but his loyalty held firm. As Ye Chen prepared to thank them earnestly, a figure with a majestic aura and a distinctive divine wheel approached from the north.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. ”Why is Senior Brother here?”