Immortality Starts With Investment

Everyone knew Ye Chen wielded the Heavenly Emperor Sword. Like Dugu Sheng, they assumed he’d rely on its might to overpower all, claiming to duel in sword Dao. But most present were sword cultivators, aware of swordsmanship’s depth and strength. The Heavenly Emperor Sword was unmatched. Yet, against a top sword cultivator, techniques could counter it. Without deep sword Dao mastery, Ye Chen might not win. Then, everyone was stunned.

As Dugu Sheng spoke, Ye Chen didn’t draw the Heavenly Emperor Sword as expected. Instead, his gaze swept around. With a point, a tall spirit grass quivered. A crystal leaf floated up, landing in his hand. Gripping it, Ye Chen smiled, satisfied, and rose into the air.

Everyone’s eyes widened. The Holy Son grabbed a leaf? For what? A grass sword? High-level sword Dao could indeed turn leaves or flowers into swords. But that was for crushing weaker foes or showing off.

In a duel of equals, with your opponent wielding an Extreme Dao Weapon, you pick a leaf? Who dies if not you?

The fourth Holy Son, ignoring the Heavenly Emperor Sword, chose a leaf and flew up. Was he insane? His battle record was terrifying, but this was too dismissive of Dugu Sheng.

Luo Bingling’s disdain deepened. Gu Yunyun’s eyes sparkled. Outsiders knew Ye Chen by rumors. But she, from eavesdropping nights to daytime attention, knew her disciple well. He seemed reckless but was terrifyingly calculated. He never acted beyond his ability. If he chose a leaf to face Dugu Sheng, it meant Dugu Sheng only warranted a leaf. Her eyes brimmed with anticipation, curious about her disciple’s sword Dao surprise.

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Seeing Ye Chen approach with a leaf, Dugu Sheng’s face darkened. He wasn’t world-famous but was renowned in his generation. Thousands of battles, never so belittled. This wasn’t just contempt for him—it was for sword Dao itself.

His eyes flickered with gloom. Since Ye Chen underestimated him, he’d teach him a lesson. Show the ancestor: no matter Ye Chen’s talent, he couldn’t become an immortal.

Ye Chen, ignoring Dugu Sheng’s expression, gently brushed the leaf, speaking calmly. ”If you block this strike, you win. I’ll gift you the Dugu Wooden Sword…”

Silence fell. No one spoke or mocked. They doubted Ye Chen’s sword Dao mastery. But a figure like him wouldn’t speak lightly. There might be something profound.

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Dugu Sheng’s eyes steadied. Offering the Dugu Wooden Sword showed Ye Chen’s confidence. But in sword Dao, Dugu Sheng was sure he could defeat him, let alone block one strike. He could counter any move.

Gripping his Azure Jade Radiant Sword tightly, he said solemnly, ”Fourth Holy Son, make your move…”

Ye Chen nodded slowly. The Sword Grass Treasure Technique activated. His demeanor shifted instantly. Standing there, he was a piercing divine sword, splitting the heavens. The leaf in his hand surged with vast sword intent, like a raging river, flooding all directions, shaking everyone’s spirit.

Sword Valley erupted in a storm of sword qi, stirred by Ye Chen’s intent. Even the elders’ swords trembled uncontrollably. The change stunned everyone.

The Dugu ancestor was shocked. ”Sword Grass Treasure Technique? It’s near perfection! The fourth Holy Son’s sword Dao surpasses even mine!”

The elders gasped in uproar. Just his aura caused such a phenomenon in the Sword Sect. His sword Dao was truly this terrifying? Surpassing the ancestor? A lifetime’s pursuit, yet the fourth Holy Son achieved it effortlessly? His talent outshone even the Heavenly Emperor’s. But amidst the awe, doubts lingered. Even so, he held only a leaf.

Dugu Sheng, though slightly less skilled, wielded an Extreme Dao Weapon. Blocking one strike shouldn’t be hard. Was the fourth Holy Son too confident?

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Ye Chen ignored their thoughts. While running the Sword Grass Treasure Technique, the Multiplier Secret activated, resonating with his Dao Embryo.

The Multiplier Secret, one of the Nine Secrets, could unleash tenfold power. But triggering it was rare, a one-in-ten-thousand chance. Since his physique evolved, birthing the Dao Embryo, Ye Chen discovered something wondrous.

The Dao Embryo boosted the Multiplier Secret’s trigger rate to one in a hundred—a massive leap. But what thrilled him most wasn’t the odds. With the Dao Embryo, his first attack with the Multiplier Secret always triggered the tenfold boost!

The implications were clear. This was his confidence. His foundation was already monstrous, paired with the Sword Grass Treasure Technique’s supreme intent and the Multiplier Secret’s tenfold boost. Dugu Sheng’s mere low-grade Extreme Dao Weapon couldn’t withstand him.

Under Dugu Sheng’s solemn gaze, Ye Chen raised the leaf, striking plainly. His aura surged again! A terrifying sword qi burst from the leaf’s tip! Countless eyes widened in horror.

The sword intent was blinding, outshining the sun. The world seemed to hold only this intent. Space cracked. Sword Valley collapsed. The Sword Sect’s gate array trembled…

This sword qi was apocalyptic. Its terrifying aura left Luo Bingling, once nonchalant, wide-eyed, mouth agape. Her body tensed, abs faintly visible…

The Sword Sect’s Saint ancestor, sensing the sword qi’s might, was dazed. This strength? Not just First Heaven—even a Second Heaven couldn’t produce it. The Heavenly Emperor’s heir was too absurd!

Amidst shocked, incredulous faces, only Gu Yunyun looked up at Ye Chen, her smile radiant with pride…