Immortality Starts With Investment

Heavenly Intention Holy Maiden Yi Qingwu fought the Fourth Holy Son in the array, emerging in a different outfit. Everyone clearly remembered her entering in a white dress, yet she exited in a palace gown. This… sparked wild speculation. Her wardrobe change caused a greater stir than the fall of two Heavenly Intention Holy Land elders. Elders’ deaths, while shocking, were commonplace in the cultivation world’s cycle of vengeance.

But Great Yan Continent’s top female cultivator was unique—one per generation. And her companion? Ye Chen, the Fourth Holy Son, notorious for his obsession with women. With his reputation, how could he not look if given the chance?

Even if her robe was shattered in battle and swiftly replaced, some exposure was inevitable. For Yi Qingwu, it was a loss. For Ying Tiansheng, the fiancée seen by another was a humiliation, regardless of the extent—a green hat, light or dark.

All eyes turned to Ying Tiansheng, eager for his reaction. Above, having broken the array, he stood calm, his gaze indifferent, betraying no emotion.

Yi Qingwu bowed her head, eyes glistening as if wronged, evoking pity.

Ying Tiansheng looked at her with tenderness. ”Qingwu, your safety is my priority. Seeing you unharmed, I’m relieved. All else is dust.”

His words stunned the crowd. Known for his coldness, Ying Tiansheng didn’t rage but comforted her.

Spectators marveled at his composure and deep devotion. Most men wouldn’t handle this with such grace.

Yi Qingwu’s eyes reddened at his words. Hesitant before, she now flew to him, tears and guilt shimmering in her stunning eyes. ”Holy Son, Ye Chen used despicable means to steal your tablet, erasing your mark… I knew how much you valued it, so I tried to take it back. But he’s shameless, using the tablet as bait to trap me. He even used vile tactics to shatter my dress! I instantly used divine light to change into this gown, so even with his Heavy Pupil… he shouldn’t have seen much. But that’s not the point—whether he saw anything doesn’t matter. The tablet’s precious—it can’t fall into his hands. That’s aiding the enemy! Holy Son, act quickly to take it back!”

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Her brief words clarified what happened in the array, spoken loudly enough for ordinary cultivators to hear, sparking uproar. None doubted her—they had no reason to. Her primal yin remained intact, confirming it was an accident. Her claim that Ye Chen acted deliberately didn’t seem far-fetched.

Everyone knew the Fourth Holy Son’s obsession with women. Other cultivators, facing even the most beautiful female cultivator, would prioritize killing their enemy.

But Ye Chen? Given the chance to fight Great Yan Continent’s top female cultivator, it made sense he’d harbor strange thoughts while gazing at her stunning beauty, especially with her having a fiancé—more thrilling. Records showed the Heavenly Emperor often teased Holy Maidens, even once auctioning a group of them brazenly. As his descendant, Ye Chen’s actions seemed inherited, perfectly reasonable.

Almost everyone believed this was the truth. Even his Senior Brother in the sky and the elders and Holy Master fighting in the void didn’t question it. Only Ye Chen’s lips twitched.

I’m not that kind of person.

It was all Yi Qingwu seducing him. But he knew no one would believe him. Besides, her gifts and max critical hit pleased him, so he couldn’t bear to expose her. Fine, he’d take the blame—his reputation was already like this.

Hearing Yi Qingwu, Ying Tiansheng glanced coldly at Ye Chen, then looked back at her gently. ”The tablet’s unimportant. Even if he learns the Battle Secret, he’s no match for me, let alone a threat. Promise me, don’t risk yourself for mere objects. Nothing matters more than you.”

His heartfelt words moved Yi Qingwu, her eyes shining with admiration. Heavenly Intention Holy Land’s elders were retreating. Ying Tiansheng waved, ready to leave with her.

Hua Yunfei, done watching, raised a brow. This wasn’t a game—he’d keep them all here. He unleashed a purple qi Dao palace to suppress Ying Tiansheng.

Ying Tiansheng turned, forming a seal. Countless crystalline petals, each brimming with lethal force, surged like a rain of flowers toward Hua Yunfei. In a blink, the Dao palace shattered. The petals locked onto Hua Yunfei, briefly stalling him.

This unseen technique, terrifyingly lethal, was clearly another of Ying Tiansheng’s trump cards. Everyone expected him to escape with Yi Qingwu. But instead, after stalling Hua Yunfei, Ying Tiansheng, who’d ignored Ye Chen, moved. At unimaginable speed, he charged Ye Chen, his hidden killing intent erupting like an ocean, chilling all to the bone.

Spectators were stunned but not surprised. No matter how much he cared for Yi Qingwu, he couldn’t ignore what happened. Action was expected.

His speed and ferocity were overwhelming. In an instant, he reached Ye Chen, unleashing a devastating punch. Great Yin and Great Yang forces formed dragon-like chains. Onlookers’ primordial spirits trembled, terrified. Before this punch, all obstacles would be obliterated.

The Fourth Holy Son was in danger…