Immortality Starts With Investment

Gifting couldn’t stop, even if Ye Chen lacked for nothing now. Who knew what the future held? An Age of Dharma Decline might come. Though the Heavenly Emperor’s information was sparse, Ye Chen sensed the immortal realm wasn’t thriving. Stockpiling was wise.

Leaving Holy Maiden Peak, he found it desolate—no disciples lingered. Yi Qingwu’s aloofness meant she hadn’t built a following. Ye Chen shook his head. Inconvenient. As her future husband, he’d need to help manage her peak, especially for gifting when visiting her home.

He wandered Heavenly Intention Holy Land’s skies as if it were his own. An elder approached, asking his purpose. Hearing ”just strolling,” the elder’s mouth twitched. Few in Heavenly Intention welcomed Ye Chen, yet he strutted without a care.

”I’ve got matters to attend. Perhaps the Holy Son should return to Holy Maiden Peak…” the elder said, uninterested in babysitting.

Ye Chen waved grandly. ”No need, Elder. Go handle your affairs. I’ll explore our holy land a bit more, see if any prodigies catch my eye.”

The elder’s mouth twitched again. Our holy land? He acted like Heavenly Intention’s Holy Son. But with the Holy Master’s orders clear, emphasizing the stakes, no one should attack Ye Chen. It’d be fine. The elder left.

Ye Chen flew on. Heavenly Intention’s ethereal beauty, with cranes dancing in the sky, remained stunning despite its recent decline due to him. As a holy land, its foundation was deep, surely brimming with exceptional female disciples.

Soon, his eyes lit up. A crane approached, carrying a woman in a water-blue dress, her waist cinched with a jade-white sash, her figure graceful, her skin snow-white, strikingly beautiful. Clearly extraordinary, at the Deity Transformation Stage.

His system chimed: ”Detected gifting target: Lan Feifei! Feedback multiplier: 1,500x!”

Ye Chen nodded, satisfied. A top multiplier for a Heavenly Intention female prodigy. Perfect. Without hesitation, he flew to her. The crane halted.

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Lan Feifei frowned, recognizing him. In the past week, news of Heavenly Intention and Heavenly Evolution’s alliance, with Ye Chen set to marry their Holy Maiden, had swept the holy land, sparking outrage. Their blood feud made his sudden acceptance as one of them unbearable, especially for male disciples smitten with Yi Qingwu. Their divine maiden, claimed by another, stung deeply, even if they never had a chance.

Many female disciples also opposed Ye Chen. The Heavenly Intention Holy Son had been their untouchable idol—powerful, aloof, supreme. Ye Chen, his killer, was a target of their resentment. His brazen entry into their holy land was intolerable.

Lan Feifei was among them. When she joined Heavenly Intention, the Holy Son’s lofty presence sparked her admiration, though his engagement to Yi Qingwu forced her to bury her feelings. His death at Ye Chen’s hands fueled her hatred—not just for Ye Chen, but for Yi Qingwu, whom she scorned as shameless for embracing her fiancé’s killer.

Seeing Ye Chen now, only her weaker strength and the holy land’s orders against conflict restrained her from attacking. Suppressing her rage, she coldly eyed him. ”What does the Heavenly Evolution Holy Son want, blocking my path?”

Ye Chen, unfazed by her chill—expected given his history with Heavenly Intention—smiled. ”Nothing much. I see you’re at Deity Transformation’s peak, one step from Unity. I’d like to guide you on the Unity path.”

Lan Feifei blinked, stunned. Guidance from Ye Chen, whose talent surpassed most Heavenly Intention elders, could skyrocket her progress. Any peak Deity Transformation cultivator would be tempted. Why he’d offer was unclear at first, but his rumored womanizing reputation clicked. He found her attractive.

She sneered, shaking her head. ”Fourth Holy Son, sudden kindness? Do you fancy me? Sorry, I’m not Yi Qingwu. You’ll never match the Heavenly Intention Holy Son in my heart. I’m the woman you’ll never have!”

Her words felt cathartic, but Ye Chen neither raged nor despaired, just nodded with a light smile. ”You misunderstand. I only saw you’re nearing Unity and wanted to help.”

Her mocking eyes screamed ”keep lying.” Ye Chen said no more, producing a water-blue divine stone. ”This Blue Crystal Divine Stone suits your water-based cultivation. Refining it during your breakthrough could enhance your domain’s power. It’s yours.”

Lan Feifei’s eyes widened. For water cultivators, this was a supreme treasure, amplifying techniques and awakening stronger domains at Unity. Ye Chen was just… giving it to her?

Her breath quickened, but pride, hatred, and stubbornness made her grit her teeth. ”I don’t want it!”

Ye Chen smiled faintly. ”What I give, I don’t take back. Discard it if you wish.” He drifted back toward Holy Maiden Peak, swift and decisive.

Left alone on her crane, Lan Feifei wanted to leave grandly, proving her resolve. But her eyes locked on the stone, her body unable to move.