Immortality Starts With Investment

Hearing Luo Bingling’s words, Dugu Sheng’s face showed a calm smile. ”The Dugu Wooden Sword was my ancestor’s. As his most outstanding descendant, it rightfully belongs to me. Ye Chen, the Heavenly Emperor’s heir, helped return the sword to the Sword Sect. I’ll thank him for that. But the sword’s ownership is an internal Sword Sect matter.

”Killing the Star River King Body is impressive. I met Wang Teng in the second realm of the Immortal Path. His aura was unstable, likely boosted artificially. His mastery of the Dao and laws wasn’t perfect. Decent among the younger generation, but against my generation, it’s a glaring weakness.

”My Dugu Sword Art is perfected, and I’ve acquired a fragment of the Sword Grass Treasure Technique, creating my own sword path! My sword comprehension rivals my ancestor’s at the same realm. Even against the Heavenly Emperor’s heir, I’m confident I won’t lose. Our Sword Sect has a Fifth Heaven Saint ancestor from my Dugu lineage, who’ll naturally side with me. So, no issue!”

Dugu Sheng was confident but not arrogant. He didn’t claim he could crush Ye Chen. Ye Chen’s record was too striking. But Dugu Sheng didn’t believe he’d lose either. With the Sword Sect elders on his side, the Dugu Wooden Sword was within reach.

As for Gu Yunyun, he’d compensate her. As Sword Sect leader, she’d prioritize the sect’s future. Dugu Sheng, the sect’s greatest talent, harmonized with the Dao in a century, reached mastery in two, and matched his ancestor’s swordsmanship. Under him, the Sword Sect would shine again. If Gu Yunyun cooperated, he might avoid enmity with the Heavenly Emperor’s heir.

Luo Bingling, her face blending grace and valor, smiled. ”Such boldness, fellow daoist. Let’s ensure your success. The secret realm opens in half a year. We should hurry!”

Dugu Sheng smiled back. Now at the Great Yan Continent’s edge, he locked onto the Sword Sect’s direction and sped up.

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Half a day later, Dugu Sheng and Luo Bingling raised their brows, looking afar. A Kun Peng true spirit’s shadow streaked by, pulling a bronze war chariot. A terrifying figure sat calmly atop, like a king surveying his domain. The chariot moved impossibly fast, vanishing in a blink.

Luo Bingling’s eyes lit up. ”A Kun Peng true spirit pulling a chariot—only the Heavenly Emperor’s heir has such flair in Great Yan Continent, right?”

Dugu Sheng frowned slightly. Ye Chen’s dramatic entrance during the humanoid longevity herb battle, recorded on image stones, had spread across the cultivation world. He confirmed it was Ye Chen. And his direction was the Sword Sect.

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Dugu Sheng narrowed his eyes. He’d planned to meet Gu Yunyun first, show his strength, gift a secret treasure from the Immortal Path, and have the elders speak on his behalf. That way, he’d resolve things cleanly.

Ye Chen’s unexpected trip to the Sword Sect disrupted Dugu Sheng’s plans. Though fearless, he didn’t want to provoke a prodigy like Ye Chen, who was at his peak. So, Dugu Sheng adjusted his strategy. He’d return to the sect and consult the Saint ancestor first. With a Saint backing him, even Ye Chen wouldn’t act rashly. Paying a higher price was fine.

The Dugu Wooden Sword, a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon imbued with his ancestor’s sword intent, was his goal. With it, his combat power would soar, only then could he stand beside Luo Bingling.

The War God Clan’s battle talent was terrifying. He couldn’t match Luo Bingling’s combat strength. But her bold personality and stunning beauty captivated him. He wanted her as his dao companion. Yet, the War God Clan revered strength above all. Their women only married men who could overpower them. Thus, the Dugu Wooden Sword was non-negotiable!

Dugu Sheng sped toward the Sword Sect.

Luo Bingling followed effortlessly, a faint smile on her cool, valiant face as she recalled Ye Chen’s figure. She hadn’t expected to encounter him so easily. This trip to Great Yan Continent was going smoothly…

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Unaware he was being targeted, Ye Chen raced along, unbelievably fast. He didn’t waste time on the journey. Using advanced techniques, he channeled the Dao Cauldron’s gathered laws into himself, cultivating nonstop. With the Dao Cauldron, his cultivation speed was absurd.

While waiting for Yi Qingwu to refine origin, he’d broken through to mid-First Heaven. Reaching the late stage might take just three more months.

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Upon arriving at the Sword Sect, a Supreme Elder respectfully welcomed Ye Chen, drawing gasps, awe, and dimmed gazes. Many recalled meeting Ye Chen when he was just Nascent Soul stage. Back then, as the fourth Holy Son, he didn’t warrant a Supreme Elder’s greeting. How much time had passed?

While others hadn’t crossed a single major realm, Ye Chen had become a Mahayana Realm powerhouse. And the Heavenly Emperor’s heir. Most crucially, he’d made a name across the cultivation world.

The top of his generation, he swept through Central Continent’s prodigies, felled three generations of Star River Clan divine sons, and forced the Alkaid Holy Son to flee. Unbelievable.

Elder Lin Qian, who once pursued Gu Yunyun only to lose his junior sister to the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, gazed at Ye Chen chatting with the Supreme Elder, his eyes completely dim.

Hearing his master was cultivating in Sword Valley’s depths, emerging by evening, Ye Chen wasn’t in a hurry. Learning the Sword Sect’s Saint had left seclusion, he proposed paying respects. A Fifth Heaven Mahayana Saint was a top figure in the cultivation world.

Cultivation wasn’t just about fighting—it was about connections. Ye Chen had resources he couldn’t use, mere trinkets to look at. Used well, they could yield unexpected results. He couldn’t always visit the Sword Sect. A Saint protecting his master would ease his mind.

Knowing the Sword Sect’s Saint had less than a thousand years of lifespan, Ye Chen casually pulled out two ginseng fruits as a greeting gift.