Immortality Starts With Investment

Ye Chen’s words were outrageously arrogant, dismissing Central Continent’s prodigies. Some retorted, unconvinced.

”My senior brother, this era’s Feather Transformation Divine Body, awaits you in the second realm!”

”My brother, the Firmament Overlord Body, vows to crush you, washing away past shame.”

”The Heavenly Demon Body’s there too.”

”The Solar Body came out of seclusion!”

Ye Chen, hearing the defiance, didn’t anger—he smiled. Old foes gathering? Perfect for a clean sweep.

”If they’re waiting, I’ll send them off early!”

No more words, he drifted toward the teleportation array.

Luo Bingling leaped up beside him, extending a hand. ”You’re only First Heaven, and it’s your first time. Entering alone sends you to the first realm. Join me, and we’ll go straight to the second realm.”

Ye Chen smiled, not taking her hand. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her waist. Her vertical pupil trembled, but she endured, letting him nearly embrace her as they stepped into the array.

The crowd gasped. Luo Bingling killed for mere words, yet was docile beside the Heavenly Emperor’s heir. Astounding!

The array flared with divine light, and they vanished. Spectators were shaken—some rushed to follow, others awaited news. All were curious about the coming battle.

The Immortal Path’s cruelty lay in the absence of higher-realm protectors. In the cultivation world, prodigies had protectors who intervened, keeping fights non-lethal. Not on the Immortal Path—no one saved you.

Battles were brutal. Since its opening, many prodigies had fallen. The Heavenly Emperor’s heir was clearly here for revenge. A shocking, bloody prodigy war loomed. Who would win?

The heir was strong, but the Immortal Path had changed much since its opening. Opportunities had transformed many.

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The Heavenly Demon Body found a predecessor’s tomb in the first realm, gaining immense benefits. The Firmament Overlord Body, more terrifying, swept all with his Overlord Fist, felling countless prodigies. The Feather Transformation Divine Body and others also gained fortunes, vastly improved. They weren’t their old selves. Crucially, they were Second Heaven, a realm above Ye Chen. He couldn’t repeat his past feat of one against six. The battle would be fierce.

While spectators speculated, Feng Baiyu and others in Immortal City weren’t concerned. They knew Ye Chen’s strength too well. The Immortal Path, without guardians, was his ideal battlefield. No worries needed. They’d wait for his return, guarding him in Immortal City.

Ye Chen opened his eyes to a vast mountain range. Sensing the dense spiritual qi, he raised a brow—higher than outside. The laws here were more active, easier to grasp. Cultivating here was faster than outside. No wonder prodigies flocked to the Immortal Path.

Decent, but for Ye Chen, meh. Compared to chewing Enlightenment Tea Tree leaves while sitting on the Dao Cauldron, it was leagues behind. No appeal.

After crushing the Central Continent prodigies who blocked his allies, injured his master, and killed his senior brother’s avatar, he’d return to Greater Yan.

Luo Bingling, seeing him zone out, slipped from his embrace, explaining, ”The Jianmu Tree is mystical, holding many spatial fragments. Each realm is nearly half the size of the Central Continent! Leaving and re-entering lands you randomly. The relic I found is that way…”

She pointed.

Ye Chen nodded, summoning the chariot. Luo Bingling, her golden armor gleaming, planned to fly solo. The chariot was great, but her waist couldn’t take more.

Ye Chen smirked, grabbed her waist, and pulled her aboard. ”No need to be shy, Fellow Daoist Luo. Let’s go!”

Her lips twitched. Fine, one more time. Just waist-touching.

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”There it is. The news leaked—too many people!” she said a week later, squinting ahead, frowning. ”I suspect Dugu Sheng.”

Ye Chen stayed silent, sensing distant warlike auras, smiling. Familiar presences among them. Who leaked didn’t matter. Third Heaven cultivators couldn’t enter the second realm. No number of foes meant anything to him.

The Kun Peng true spirit roared. The chariot sped forward.

Luo Bingling glanced at Ye Chen, a hint of approval in her eyes. Despite his flaws, his fearless stance against countless enemies impressed her War God Clan blood. She’d learned many had come.

Twelve peak Second Heaven prodigies—humans and myriad races. All elite, with immense combat power. Even the Heavenly Emperor, surrounded by so many, would’ve fallen.

Ye Chen would face a brutal fight. She’d stand by him, fighting side by side. He’d trust and adore her more. Then, she’d ”sacrifice” the Space Divine Stone to him. His trust and affection would max out.

Unlike his other women, who only took, she’d risk her life and give him treasures. If that didn’t hook him, what would? While he touched her waist, she’d ask. If the Dao Cauldron was his, he wouldn’t hide it…