Immortality Starts With Investment

Ye Chen retrieved Han Feng’s storage ring and descended, landing beside An Yuyi and the Divine Will Ancestor.

”Senior Brother!” An Yuyi threw herself at him, clinging to his arm, her eyes filled with adoration.

With one arm pinned, Ye Chen used the other to pat her head, then smiled at the Ancestor. ”Greetings, Ancestor.”

The Ancestor nodded. ”You’re impressive. That Heavenly Nether Sect elder was formidable—even I was slightly outmatched and would’ve struggled. Would you consider staying with Divine Will Sect as an Ancestor? We’d offer you priority access to all resources to pave your immortal path.”

Ye Chen shook his head, smiling. ”After breaking through to Nascent Soul, I plan to join Heavenly Evolution Holy Land.”

The Ancestor frowned. ”Heavenly Evolution Holy Land has no shortage of geniuses and distrusts outsiders. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, you’d be an outer elder at best, running errands. Their exclusive resources? You’d never touch them. Stay here—Divine Will Sect’s offerings far surpass being a Holy Land errand boy.”

Ye Chen shook his head again. ”I’m going to be their Holy Son.”

The Ancestor burst into laughter, assuming it was a joke. An outsider as a Holy Land’s Holy Son? Impossible.

The Divine Will Ancestor, seeing Ye Chen’s firm refusal, didn’t press further but felt deep regret. A Golden Core cultivator who could effortlessly crush a mid-Nascent Soul opponent—what kind of prodigy was this? He sighed, knowing Divine Will Sect couldn’t keep such a true dragon. Still, forming a positive connection was already a boon.

Pointing at the storage ring in Ye Chen’s hand, he said, ”That ring likely contains a low-grade Heavenly Nascent Soul technique. You’re lucky—on the verge of breaking through, and a technique falls into your lap.”

Han Feng and Elder Qin had spoken openly, treating them as doomed, so the Ancestor overheard and shared the information. Envy gnawed at him. In his youth, he’d scoured half of Greater Yan Continent for a mid-grade Earth-tier Nascent Soul technique. Yet Ye Chen, out to save someone, had a low-grade Heavenly technique delivered to him. Was this the fortune of a true prodigy?

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, surprised. A low-grade Heavenly Nascent Soul technique? An unexpected windfall. He probed the storage ring with his spiritual sense, encountering its restrictions. Forcing it open would destroy the contents, but with his mastery of the Shakyamuni Heart Refining Art, his spiritual sense was both potent and versatile. In a blink, he bypassed the restrictions and retrieved a jade slip.

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Purple Sky Divine Thunder Art! Low-grade Heaven-tier, as expected.

But it wasn’t what Ye Chen wanted. Too low-tier. He’d gifted An Miaoli an immortal scripture—why would he settle for this? However, it was perfect for gifting to trigger a critical reward for the scripture he sought.

With a light smile, he offered the jade slip to An Yuyi, who was still clinging to him, subtly sniffing his scent. ”Yuyi, you have a thunder spiritual root. You’re at late Golden Core now, and after a few years of refinement, you’ll be ready for Nascent Soul. This technique suits you perfectly—take it.”

The Ancestor’s jaw dropped. He’d heard Ye Chen was generous, showering Quiet Wonder Peak’s elders and disciples with treasures, but he hadn’t taken it seriously. Who gave away truly valuable items? Yet here was Ye Chen, casually offering a low-grade Heaven-tier Nascent Soul technique!

A typical Nascent Soul cultivator would consider themselves fortunate to acquire an Earth-grade technique. The value of a Heaven-grade technique was almost unimaginable—easily fetching a million high-grade spirit stones at auction. Yet Ye Chen had just casually handed it to An Yuyi?

The Divine Will Ancestor’s face was a mask of shock.

An Yuyi, accustomed to Ye Chen’s generosity, initially wanted to refuse. Ye Chen smiled gently. ”I already have a technique better suited for me. Besides, there’s no need for formalities between us.”

Hearing this, An Yuyi nodded and accepted the jade slip, her heart swelling with emotion. Ye Chen had rushed thousands of miles to save her, and the first thing he did with his spoils was gift them to her. This sincerity deepened her admiration for him. If not for the presence of others, she’d have climbed all over him by now.

In Ye Chen’s mind, the system’s voice chimed: ”Gift successful… Gifted Purple Sky Divine Thunder Art… Processing feedback… 200x feedback in progress… Detected emotional fluctuation in recipient… Triggering critical reward. Reward: Great Emperor Scripture, Nascent Soul Chapter.”

”Great Emperor Scripture, Nascent Soul Chapter: Created by Great Emperor, an immortal legacy of the Great Xia Dynasty in Central Continent. Cultivates Imperial Dragon Qi, granting unmatched might and empowering the Nascent Soul with extraordinary enhancements…”

The description was brief, but Ye Chen’s face lit up with a grin.

Jackpot.

The Great Emperor Scripture, the strongest Nascent Soul immortal scripture he’d been coveting, was now his. With this, his Nascent Soul path would be smooth sailing. His gaze softened as he looked at An Yuyi. She’d been immature before, but as the saying goes, ”After three days apart, see with new eyes.” She’d proven herself reliable, worthy of heavy investment—nearly on par with her aunt.

Sensing his warm gaze, An Yuyi’s joy surged. She quickly retrieved a jade box sealed with a talisman from her storage ring. ”Senior Brother Ye, I know you love peach trees… so I found you a Five-Colored Spiritual Peach Tree! Do you like it?”

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