Immortality Starts With Investment

Whether it was the sword-marked disciple or the fan-wielding disciple, neither dared to underestimate Ye Chen. They unleashed their full power, determined to suppress him.

Everyone expected an earth-shattering battle, perhaps only slightly less intense than the clash between Hua Yunfei and the Heavenly Intention Holy Son. But it would still be a rare spectacle.

Yet what followed far exceeded anyone’s imagination. The Fourth Holy Son’s performance was simply too astounding. His True Dragon Treasure Technique reached the pinnacle of offensive power. The legacy disciples’ supreme techniques and manifestations couldn’t withstand it, easily pierced and shattered. Each strike dealt them heavy blows. When had the Holy Son’s True Dragon Treasure Technique become this formidable?

But that wasn’t all. The legacy disciples wielded an array of techniques, relying on their Heaven and Earth Manifestations and their tangible phenomena to unleash infinite wonders. Sealing the heavens, suppressing the void, obliterating souls—each Divine Ability was terrifying, capable of crushing any Deity Transformation cultivator.

Yet these techniques were useless against Ye Chen. They were either effortlessly dodged with his Kunpeng speed or tanked directly with his physical body. Even the most destructive divine techniques posed no threat to him. If they managed to graze him, he recovered in the blink of an eye.

So, despite two mid-Deity Transformation cultivators ganging up on a mid-Nascent Soul Ye Chen, the scene everyone witnessed was the opposite. It was Ye Chen chasing down the two legacy disciples. Even seeing it with their own eyes, the crowd could hardly believe it. Could a Nascent Soul cultivator really be this strong?

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The two Heavenly Intention legacy disciples were the most incredulous. They’d been confident that together, they could defeat Ye Chen. But after just a few dozen breaths of combat, they began questioning reality. Top-tier cultivators didn’t fight like low-level ones, trading blows methodically. A single thought unleashed a barrage of techniques.

Yet in these brief moments, they realized Ye Chen had almost no weaknesses. They couldn’t harm him, let alone suppress him. What terrified them most was their pride—the Heavenly Intention Thunder Techniques, capable of shattering anything, akin to a heavenly tribulation. Not only did they fail to injure Ye Chen, but he somehow turned their own thunder against them, using it to attack.

This was beyond comprehension. Only someone with a thunder dao far surpassing theirs could do that—like their own Holy Son. But how could Ye Chen manage it? Could it be… the Thunder Emperor Treasure Technique?

As they grappled with the thought, Ye Chen charged forward, gripping divine thunder. The terrifying aura made their pupils shrink. How did Ye Chen have the Thunder Emperor Treasure Technique too? Mastering any Treasure Technique required immense time. How could Ye Chen have the time to master so many? Baffled, they were bombarded by Ye Chen’s divine thunder, pushed to the brink of ecstasy and agony.

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The scene left the crowd in utter shock. The Heavenly Intention Holy Land, renowned for its thunder dao, had its legacy disciples pummeled by an outsider’s thunder-based Treasure Technique? This was absurd.

The two legacy disciples had no fight left in them. Their spiritual power was inferior. Their techniques’ power was outmatched. Their physical bodies were weaker. Even their proud Thunder Dao was surpassed. What was there left to fight for? They immediately sought to flee the battlefield.

Ye Chen was too monstrous, reaching an unprecedented level of power for a Nascent Soul cultivator. Losing to such a prodigy wasn’t shameful. Let their Holy Son and Holy Maiden deal with him.

With a shared thought, the thunder beast, modeled after various mythical creatures, roared and spewed a thunder pool. After unleashing it, the mountain-sized beast withered by half, showing the immense cost of the move. The thunder pool rumbled, poised to explode. They didn’t expect it to harm Ye Chen—just to buy time for their escape. The thunder pool was terrifying, its rolling liquid brimming with danger, ready to detonate.

The onlookers instinctively retreated, fearing involvement.

Facing the thunder pool about to erupt, Ye Chen’s expression remained unchanged. From his brow, he summoned a five-colored divine ring.

Boom!

The ring soared into the sky, emanating a strange power that instantly sealed the thunder pool. The two legacy disciples’ faces paled at the sight. They couldn’t fathom where Ye Chen had obtained such a divine artifact.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen refined the thunder pool with a thought. The five-colored divine ring in the sky trembled, shaking the very heavens. Everyone could tell it was a top-tier treasure. But no one was surprised.

The Fourth Holy Son’s reputation as the ”son of the Heavenly Dao” was as widespread as his devotion to women. It’d be stranger if he didn’t have such treasures.

The five-colored divine ring seemed capable of shaking down the stars themselves. Radiating a terrifying aura, it shot toward the two legacy disciples. Halfway, it expanded to the size of a full moon, like a grinding wheel, menacing as if it would pulverize them into oblivion. The legacy disciples, gripped by terror, unleashed every technique they had to resist.

But the ring’s material was too extraordinary—nearly indestructible. In the next moment, their Heaven and Earth Manifestations shattered under its strike. Half their bodies exploded from the impact, and they plummeted into the Pure Moon River, sending water spraying everywhere.

At that moment, all of White Emperor City fell silent. Above the Pure Moon River, only Ye Chen remained. No one had expected the Fourth Holy Son to win—let alone so effortlessly.

It was beyond belief. Ye Chen lowered his head calmly, contemplating whether to finish them off. But a massive hand descended from the sky, scooping up the two legacy disciples.

A majestic voice boomed, ”Since the victor is decided, let it end here!”

Clearly, a Heavenly Intention Holy Land powerhouse had intervened, unwilling to let their legacy disciples die. Elder Mo’s voice whispered in Ye Chen’s ear, asking if he should intercept.

Ye Chen couldn’t help but chuckle. His protector was a chaos-stirrer at heart. Most protectors discouraged their prodigies from making enemies, but Elder Mo didn’t care.

Ye Chen even sensed a hint of eagerness in his voice. It left him speechless. Elder Mo was probably no saint in his youth either.

Still, Ye Chen shook his head, signaling Elder Mo to stand down. No need. Tonight’s main goals weren’t just combat but gifting and establishing dominance. He’d achieved the latter.

Unleashing the five-colored divine ring was for the gifting. He’d deliberately used the two disciples to showcase the treasure’s power, ensuring Fan Qinghe would value it and trigger a critical hit.

A perfect plan. The five-colored divine ring was the Diamond Ring he’d bought earlier. Why had it changed from silver to five-colored? Naturally, because Ye Chen had upgraded it!