Immortality Starts With Investment

”Congratulations, host, gift successful…”

”Gift: Ten Dao Charm Pills!”

”Processing 4,000-fold feedback…”

”Feedback: 40,000 Dao Charm Pills!”

The system’s response was concise. Ye Chen’s interest in the captivating waist faded sharply. 40,000 Dao Charm Pills were a fortune, but to him, negligible. In his small world, two immortal peaks served as treasuries.

The first held gift-feedback treasures. The second, system-feedback items, spirit stones, and more. The second peak was nearly full, needing another. Even his Ye Boutique couldn’t sell fast enough to match the system’s output. Many treasures couldn’t be sold in bulk, lest they lose value. His hoard was countless. A standard critical hit, just quantity, didn’t excite him.

Glancing at Luo Bingling, he said no more, drifting toward Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s gate.

Luo Bingling, thinking her response gave Ye Chen strong emotional feedback, was puzzled by his lack of enthusiasm. She didn’t care. With the pills, her cultivation speed would rise. Even if Ye Chen stayed one or two months, she wouldn’t lose out.

…

Back at Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, Ye Chen settled Luo Bingling at Guest Peak. He floated to Cloud Summit Heaven Palace to see the Holy Master.

”I’m about to seclude. What’s up?” Feng Baiyu’s face was sour.

Rumors from Heavenly Intention Holy Land claimed the fourth Holy Son was pure and kind. His theft of the Holy Maiden and killing of Heavenly Intention’s Holy Son were all Feng Baiyu’s schemes to weaken and annex Heavenly Intention. The fourth Holy Son was innocent. As victims, Heavenly Intention’s rumors held weight.

Feng Baiyu was baffled. Ye Chen killed a fiancé, took the bride, and built a harem peak at Heavenly Intention, reaping all benefits. Yet Feng Baiyu took the blame?

Ye Chen, seeing the sour face but unaware why, pulled out a bottle of thousands of Dao Charm Pills. ”Holy Master, these are Dao Charm Pills for you, each using an Enlightenment Tea Tree leaf…”

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Feng Baiyu’s face lit up. ”You’re too polite, bringing gifts! I’m nearing Second Heaven. I’ll step down as Holy Master soon. You’re my top choice. I’ll fully support you.”

Ye Chen’s lips twitched. The Holy Master position suited Feng Baiyu better. He waved it off, getting to business. ”This War God Clan woman, Luo Bingling, is suspicious, but I’m curious about the Immortal Path. Can we prepare early?”

Ye Chen was intrigued by the Immortal Path, wondering if it could boost his cultivation speed. If it did, he’d stay and cultivate there. If not, he’d rather relax at his Holy Son Peak, visiting Heavenly Intention Holy Land or the Sword Sect. But he’d go once. Also, he hadn’t given up on Luo Bingling. No critical hit from the gift, but maybe her War God Clan princess status made her dismissive of small favors.

Ye Chen was patient with women. Unless they were hopeless like Li Feihuang, he wouldn’t abandon them. If the secret realm was real, he’d gift her the Space Divine Stone.

A critical hit? Great for both. No hit? She’s no good, and he’d ignore her. He was also wary of Alkaid’s heir, cunning despite weak strength. Best to kill him early.

Feng Baiyu’s eyes lit up. ”You’ve got enemies in Central Continent, and many want you dead. The myriad races, especially the War God Clan, likely hate you as the Heavenly Emperor’s heir. An ambush is possible. It’s risky, but we can prepare. Got more ginseng fruits? I’ll summon some Saint ancestors. Saints alone won’t do. We need a Saint King to hold the fort!”

Saints were Fifth Heaven Mahayana. Saint Kings, Sixth Heaven—pinnacle existences. The Holy Master was cautious as ever.

Ye Chen, without hesitation, pulled out ten ginseng fruits. ”Enough? I’ve got more…”

Feng Baiyu’s lips twitched. ”Enough! You’re our Holy Son, not an outsider. They’d come without gifts, but gifts make them try harder. It’ll take time. A month?”

Ye Chen shook his head. ”Two months.” He needed two months to reach late First Heaven. As for Luo Bingling’s schemes, let her wait.

Feng Baiyu nodded, elegantly fanning his Golden Crow feather fan, signaling all was set.

…

Planning the Central Continent trip, Ye Chen returned to Holy Son Peak to cultivate. With the Dao Cauldron, his speed was astonishing. Whether Senior An visited with Yuyi or Senior Lin, who came uninvited after waiting, Ye Chen welcomed all, ensuring their satisfaction before resuming cultivation.

Luo Bingling, boosted by Dao Charm Pills, immersed herself in rapid progress. Still, she wanted to head to Central Continent to bond with Ye Chen and secure the Dao Cauldron. But visiting Holy Son Peak to check on him, she often saw women leaving his cave.

One, cold with a red brow mark, with a childlike girl. Another, fiery with strange facial patterns. A red-haired woman lingered outside, hesitating.

Luo Bingling frowned, her disdain for Ye Chen’s cave growing. What decent person’s seclusion had women coming and going? Fresh from the Sword Sect, he was back at it. Was it that fun?