Immortality Starts With Investment

Ye Chen’s firm refusal and swift departure toward Heavenly Desire Sect’s gate array, resolute in purpose, deepened the complex emotions in Fan Qinghe and the Sect Master.

Fan Qinghe’s eyes brimmed with gratitude. She’d thought Ye Chen lustful, and his reaction to her Master’s involvement showed his approval. Yet, despite that, he prioritized cultivation. His steadfast Dao heart shone—selflessly letting her absorb his charms, even allowing her Master for her sake. To Ye Chen, she was more important than his own progress. Such love overwhelmed her. If not for his resolve, she’d have dragged him back to ”aid her cultivation.”

The Sect Master, watching, envied her disciple’s luck. But their faces shifted, sensing disturbance outside. Seeing the situation, worry gripped them—Ye Chen was ambushed.

Fan Qinghe rose without hesitation, flying to aid him. The Sect Master instantly activated a jade talisman to awaken her Master, a Mahayana Third Heaven, a top-tier figure rarely stirred except for sect crises. She summoned her unhesitatingly.

Beyond Ye Chen’s aid in renewing her immortal path and enabling her perfect transformation, he had to be saved. Fan Qinghe’s successive transformations could push her Heavenly Desire Immortal Body beyond their founder’s, rivaling top prodigies.

With Ye Chen’s devotion, they might dominate the immortal path, unstoppable. Elders like her could hitch a ride to ascension. Ye Chen’s importance as her protector was undeniable. He couldn’t die.

A terrifying aura erupted from Heavenly Desire Sect’s depths. A voice, sultrier than the Sect Master’s, purred in her ear, ”Lianhua, why summon me? Two Half-Saints outside? Did we provoke a holy land? Wait—your aura’s off. Your protector died, yet your Nirvana Scripture shows transformation signs? So many converted charms—how did you hold them? Did you invent a way to switch protectors mid-path? Why not share with your Master?”

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Initially cold, the voice turned shocked, greedy. A figure appeared, more voluptuous than the Sect Master, radiating mature allure.

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Outside Heavenly Desire Sect, as Ye Chen departed, a massive hand emerged, aiming to seize the hundred-mile void around him. Its terrifying aura, nearly tangible, made even Ye Chen feel death’s shadow. A Saint’s might—at least a Mahayana Fourth Heaven Half-Saint.

Am I really this hated?

Surprised but unshaken, Ye Chen gazed coldly at the hand.

The sky darkened as radiant Saintly light surged, intercepting it. A voice rang out, ”As expected, someone struck. My month-long vigil wasn’t wasted. Daring to touch our Holy Son in my presence? Let’s see which old fool is this shameless.”

A Heavenly Evolution Holy Land Half-Saint Elder.

The foe snorted, their cave-heaven powers clashing, dragging both into starry depths for battle. But then, sinister auras emerged—two Mahayana Third Heaven Kings attacked Ye Chen. Their earth-shattering presence made him frown slightly.

Feng Baiyu, sneering from the void, narrowed his eyes. He’d anticipated this, securing a Half-Saint and a Mahayana Third Heaven Elder. He thought it enough, but the enemy brought a Half-Saint and two Kings. What faction had such lavish resources to kill Ye Chen?

Despite the odds, Heavenly Evolution’s Third Heaven Elder didn’t hesitate, engaging both, though one against two was grueling—defeat loomed if prolonged.

Feng Baiyu wanted to call for aid, but the enemy Half-Saint had sealed millions of miles, blocking signals. A prepared assault. He and Elder Mo exchanged glances, rushing to help, only to be blocked by two Mahayana Second Heaven experts. Unfazed but grim, they realized the absurdity of this lineup to kill a Unity-stage Ye Chen.

Then, from Heavenly Desire Sect, a figure shot out at blinding speed, a sultry, eager voice calling, ”Holy Son, don’t panic! I’m Yaoyue, Heavenly Desire Sect’s Supreme Elder, Qinghe’s grandmaster. Hearing of your ambush, I came to aid you!”

A figure appeared, cloaked in pink divine light, like a glowing lantern, her curves mature to bursting, like fruit ready to split. She earnestly introduced herself, pausing briefly to let Ye Chen see her captivating face before joining Heavenly Evolution’s struggling Elder, wielding her pink light to ease his burden.