Immortality Starts With Investment

The thought that Holy Son crossed vast oceans to help her obtain the Great Yang Immortal Scripture filled Lin Qingtan’s heart with gratitude. But what moved her most wasn’t this—it was that he didn’t shun her demonic runes. Once, countless prodigies pursued her, but after her constitution faltered, they drifted away. Holy Son was different. No matter her appearance, he cherished her. That touched her deeply.

Ye Chen spoke again, urging her to accept the scripture. Lin Qingtan nodded solemnly, standing tall and bowing. ”Thank you, Holy Son, for this gift. I won’t disappoint you, nor forget my promise.”

Ye Chen caught her meaning—her earlier offer of devotion—and waved it off. ”No need for that. I’m not that kind of person.”

Lin Qingtan, holding her own thoughts, said nothing. She grasped the jade slip, pressed it to her brow, and instantly refined it. Vast scriptures flooded her mind.

Simultaneously, Ye Chen’s mind echoed with the system’s voice.

”Congratulations, Host, gift successfully given!”

”Gift: Fragment of the Great Yang Immortal Scripture!”

”Thousandfold feedback activated…”

”Detected critical importance to recipient, causing significant emotional impact…”

”Top-notch critical feedback triggered!”

”Feedback: Complete Great Yang Immortal Scripture, Complete Great Yin Immortal Scripture!”

”Feedback: Heavenly Emperor’s insights and experience cultivating both scriptures!”

Ye Chen’s eyes gleamed. Top-tier critical? This surpassed expectations. Not only did he obtain both Great Yang and Great Yin Immortal Scriptures, but he also gained the Heavenly Emperor’s cultivation insights. Mastering one immortal scripture was challenging; dual cultivation, especially of opposing attributes like Yang and Yin, was nearly impossible. Even for Ye Chen, it would’ve taken effort. But with the Heavenly Emperor’s insights, all obstacles vanished. He could effortlessly cultivate both, resolving his technique issue beyond his wildest hopes.

His gaze on Lin Qingtan grew even more approving. The scripture was given. Next was the Fusang Divine Tree’s root. Though dead, it still held Great Yang Holy Power, perfect for boosting Lin Qingtan’s cultivation of the Great Yang Immortal Scripture. Her feedback multiplier was only a thousand, but two consecutive critical hits—one top-tier—proved her worth. Gifting her the root should yield a complete Fusang Divine Tree without issue.

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Lin Qingtan sat cross-legged beside Ye Chen, diligently cultivating the Great Yang Immortal Scripture. Ye Chen, unhurried, meditated calmly, organizing the Heavenly Emperor’s insights. The Heavenly Emperor’s genius was undeniable, granting Ye Chen profound benefits and a fresh understanding of Yang and Yin forces.

Soon, Ye Chen entered deep cultivation. Though practicing mid-air was risky, with allies around, he had no concerns. Hua Yunfei, surprised but composed, cast a purple aura to guard him.

A day later, Ye Chen mastered the basics of both immortal scriptures. Yang and Yin forces swirled around him, forming a harmonious yin-yang fish diagram above his head, absorbing ambient yin-yang energy to nourish him.

After breaking through to Deity Transformation, Ye Chen hadn’t cultivated a technique. Now, with dual scriptures, his progress soared. The simultaneous absorption of Yang and Yin forces was astonishingly fast, free of imbalance issues.

Hua Yunfei and Feng Baiyu watched, wide-eyed. Ordinary Deity Transformation cultivators could only refine one force at a time, switching between Yang and Yin to maintain balance—a slow, tedious process. Ye Chen absorbed both simultaneously, at a speed at least a hundred times greater than typical cultivators.

”Is the Heavenly Emperor Scripture’s Deity Transformation chapter this potent?” Feng Baiyu marveled.

Hua Yunfei nodded, eyes filled with admiration. ”The Heavenly Emperor was a peerless genius. If I could witness his immortal glory someday…”

Feng Baiyu’s face turned bitter. The Heavenly Emperor was dead, fallen in the final immortal realm battle. He nearly swept all foes but, overzealous, ventured beyond the immortal realm to crush his enemies, never returning.

Seven days later, Ye Chen opened his eyes. The yin-yang forces flowed into him, and he smiled, pleased. The dual forces boosted his strength rapidly, refining his once-mosaic-like Heaven and Earth Manifestation into clarity and greater power.

At Deity Transformation, mere cultivation wasn’t enough—understanding the charm of the Dao was key. With his Yin Yang Dao Sea, dual scriptures, and soon the Fusang Divine Tree, Ye Chen’s progress would outpace even prodigies, who needed decades or centuries for a minor breakthrough. If all went well, he could perfect his yin-yang forces in ten years, preparing for Unity.

Beside him, Lin Qingtan opened her eyes, standing gracefully. ”How’s your cultivation?” Ye Chen asked with a light smile.

Her eyes sparkled with uncontainable joy, her mature voice lively. ”The scripture is profound and complex—I haven’t fully grasped it. But I feel my constitution changing. My body, once cold and lifeless, is warming slightly. At this rate, I could resolve my issue in three years.”

Her long-standing problem was nearing resolution, filling her with delight. Ye Chen smiled. Three years with just the scripture? Gifting her the Fusang root, with its Great Yang Holy Power, would speed things up.

His gaze turned to Tang Valley. The seal was now faint, on the verge of breaking.