Immortality Starts With Investment

Three days later, Luo Bingling gaped at the pair, entwined like an ouroboros, heedless of her presence. Could it be that good? She’d thought she had Ye Chen tamed. Now, watching them, she felt amateurish. No wonder he hadn’t drooled or gone brain-dead as she’d hoped.

She grew restless, wanting to leave. Her presence only heightened their excitement. She meant to disrupt, not enhance their joy.

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Luo Bingling’s eyes lit up, her waist gem sparkling. Done. Just three days. Her presence had worked. They could leave soon.

Yi Qingwu, seeing Ye Chen pull away, let him leave his ”mark” per routine, then frowned. This was just the appetizer. Was he affected by the War God Clan girl?

She found the extra person thrilling—her threats felt more vivid. Glancing at Luo Bingling, who smirked triumphantly, Yi Qingwu’s phoenix eyes narrowed. She wanted it over quick? Not on her watch.

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Ye Chen stopped because the cooldown ended. Gift time. He never wasted a second of cooldown. Blocking Yi Qingwu’s move, he ignored her confused, displeased stare.

He produced a jade bottle, saying softly, ”This is Yellow Spring Water, a treasure for breaking from First to Second Heaven. From the Black Yellow World. When Jianmu stood, some existed here. After it broke, the worlds’ link severed, and it vanished.

”The War God Clan, with deep reserves, kept some, but after a million years, this is their last. Fellow Daoist Luo gave it to me for a perfect breakthrough. But I think it suits you, Qingwu! Take it.”

His words froze Luo Bingling’s smug smile. Her Yellow Spring Water! The clan’s last portion.

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Ye Chen was giving it to another woman? In front of her? She recalled his joy when receiving it. Not for himself—for gifting Yi Qingwu?

Her face twisted, abs bulging. She nearly exploded. Unacceptable. Her gift became his tool to woo another. How was she different from Ye Chen’s rumored simps? She’d become his simp?

Luo Bingling was furious, nearly losing it. Ye Chen sensed her discontent but ignored it. Using Luo Bingling to heighten Yi Qingwu’s thrill. Once the fiancée triggered a critical hit, he’d toss Luo Bingling a trinket to soothe her. Easy to handle. Not heartless—gifts didn’t matter if they didn’t yield criticals. Without that, she was inherently lesser, just a prop in their game.

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Yi Qingwu was stunned. Unlike Ye Chen, raised in a holy land, she knew treasures well. For the Mahayana Second Heaven breakthrough, uniting body, soul, and domain perfectly was ideal. Yellow Spring Water was the best for it. Truly extinct. Even before, it came from other worlds’ trade.

In Black Yellow World, a powerhouse refined the entire river into an Extreme Dao Weapon, monopolizing it. This might be the cultivation world’s last portion. Ye Chen, getting it, gave it to her without hesitation. His care warmed her heart. Especially since another woman gave it to him, showing her devotion. Yet he rushed to gift it to Yi Qingwu. Her joy surged. Luo Bingling’s provocation? Amateur. She could only watch, fuming.

Luo Bingling’s presence amplified Yi Qingwu’s excitement, her body trembling, nearly ”gushing” in the void. But despite practicing Indestructible Heavenly Art, boosting her talent and combat power, she knew she couldn’t ascend. This unique treasure should stay with Ye Chen. She refused. ”Fellow Daoist Ye, I’m only early first-tier, no need yet. You’re late-stage—use it. Giving it to me to sway me? Never. My late fiancé’s in my heart!”

Ye Chen’s lips twitched. Her refusal was sincere, but the last line was to rile him, urging ”business.” He insisted, ”It’s for you! At my level, it’s just a bonus. It’s my wish for you! Refuse, and I’ll return it to Fellow Daoist Luo!”

Luo Bingling’s resentment nearly solidified. She stood. ”Give it back now!”

This treasure, pushed around? Infuriating.

Yi Qingwu, seeing Ye Chen’s resolve and maybe not needing it, and Luo Bingling’s demand, smiled. She took the bottle, ignoring Luo Bingling’s fiery glare. Chin raised, she told Ye Chen, ”Since you’re sincere, I’ll take it. But don’t think this sways me. I’ll never forget Heavenly Intention Holy Son!”