Immortality Starts With Investment

The scene was chaotic. Though Yi Qingwu and Ye Chen’s battle wasn’t the main focus, the domain’s edges trembled with frequent, intense shocks, as if someone was being pummeled against them. Though no one could probe inside, the commotion alone revealed the fight’s ferocity.

Spectators marveled at the Fourth Holy Son’s resilience. Despite being in the enemy’s domain, at a disadvantage, and a realm below, he hadn’t been easily suppressed by Yi Qingwu. He was still fighting back. Though it seemed he’d been pushed to the domain’s edge with nowhere to retreat, holding out without being crushed in three minutes proved his prowess. Truly a prodigy.

But inside the domain, it was a different story. When Yi Qingwu was in the Deity Transformation realm, her Broad Cold Immortal Body had already formed a rudimentary Broad Cold Divine Realm.

Now, having reached the Unity realm, her domain’s rules were far more refined, its scope vastly expanded. It no longer forced Ye Chen to struggle to stand, as it had last time. The domain’s enhancement to her primordial spirit was also far greater—nearly doubled.

Yi Qingwu’s primordial spirit, already surging after her breakthrough, combined with the domain’s boost, manifested as a ten-thousand-meter-tall figure. Even magnified, her stunning beauty remained flawless. Clad in radiant spiritual armor, her curvaceous form glowed with seven-colored light, like a war goddess descended from the immortal realm to vanquish demons.

The perfected Broad Cold Divine Realm suppressed enemies even more. Though Ye Chen had reached Deity Transformation, condensing his primordial spirit with a massive surge in spiritual sense, it only reached fifty thousand meters here.

Yet, shrouded in purple qi, it was incomparably solid, vastly outmatching Yi Qingwu’s in quality, granting him overwhelming strength. Even so, Ye Chen couldn’t help but marvel.

The Unity realm’s domain power was formidable—almost unfair. If anyone else, Deity Transformation or Unity, were pulled in, Yi Qingwu could easily annihilate their primordial spirit. This was an unjust fight.

”Ye Chen, your spiritual sense is impressive,” Yi Qingwu said.

”But so what? My fiancé is outside. What can you do? He alone could kill both you and your Senior Brother!”

”Hmph…”

”Is that all you’ve got? Don’t think I’ll yield!”

”Once we’re out, I’ll tell my fiancé everything that happens here…”

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”Ye the Fourth, you dare carve words again? He saw the ones you left last time and was furious, storming off to kill one of your elders.”

”You added another stroke? My fiancé might be watching from outside. How dare you…”

”He has the True Martial Eye; he might see through everything…”

”He could really be watching, Ye Old Fourth, how dare you keep going…”

Ye Chen was baffled. He’d thought he and the fiancée had an understanding. Her pulling him into the domain might’ve been to discuss an alliance, hand over the stone tablet, or even reclaim the Moon Palace. But once inside, she attacked without mercy. Though her rainbow-hued spiritual form only reached his calf, barely able to strike his thigh, her ferocity was undeniable.

Ye Chen couldn’t understand it, but as a man, he couldn’t just take hits. With no choice, he grabbed her spiritual form and pinned it against the domain’s edge, trying to make her stop. But she refused to yield, striking back at every chance and saying odd things—like how Heavenly Intention Holy Son’s True Martial Eye might see through the domain. That sparked Ye Chen’s temper. Did she think he’d be scared? Intolerable.

To prove his courage, he used the secret technique taught by Goddess Fan Qinghe, starting to carve words again. But his goal was gifting, so he planned to stop once she calmed down.

Yet, she was unyielding, showing no sign of surrender. Left with no choice, Ye Chen continued, adding two more symbols to her primordial spirit core. The fight dragged on for over a day. He wasn’t tired but wanted to talk.

Suddenly, Yi Qingwu’s celestial voice called out to Heavenly Intention Holy Son, pleading for rescue, claiming someone was bullying her. Ye Chen’s temper flared again. He activated the secret technique to add another stroke to her core. But perhaps her domain had been active too long, or his primordial spirit was too overwhelming.

At the critical moment, a crack appeared. The crack spread, and the Broad Cold Divine Realm shattered with a boom. Their faces changed, and they hurriedly retracted their spiritual senses.

Outside, the two Holy Lands were clearly intent on mutual destruction.

In the sky, Heavenly Intention Holy Son’s aura was domineering, sweeping all with unmatched battle intent. His fists, wreathed in thunder, wielded peerless techniques, suppressing everything.

Hua Yunfei, surrounded by purple qi and natural charm, countered with a single point, conjuring profound scrolls that subdued all directions. They were evenly matched, neither yielding.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son’s eyes gleamed with cold intent. A year of battles had been a prelude. Today’s fight was, too. It was time to use his trump card and surprise Hua Yunfei. But he was wary of Hua Yunfei’s inheritance.

”Hua Yunfei, if you don’t use your avatar technique now, you won’t get the chance,” he sneered.

Hua Yunfei smiled lightly, saying nothing. He raised a hand, purple qi forming a grand Dao Palace that crashed down overwhelmingly. Heavenly Intention Holy Son didn’t even glance at it, shattering it with a double-fisted strike.

As the void collapsed and he prepared to press forward, he saw cracks forming in the distant Broad Cold Divine Realm.

A voice rang out: ”Ying Tiansheng, save me… Ye Chen, he… ah… is bullying me…”

Heavenly Intention Holy Son’s pupils shrank. His fiancée was begging for help? Her familiar celestial voice trembled in a way he’d never heard. How could she lose in her own domain? And how was Ye Old Fourth bullying her, forcing his proud fiancée to plead for rescue?