Immortality Starts With Investment

The moment Ye Chen decided, his body underwent a subtle, profound change. Mysterious, minute, yet distinct from past physique upgrades. It felt like a higher energy reshaping him.

His Chaos Sacred Body Dao Embryo’s wonders remained, now infused with indescribable shifts.

Faintly, his Heavy Pupils, Supreme Heart, and Yin-Yang Dao Sea were nourished, as if too low-grade, now fed by this physique… The changes stunned him. This was just 1/1,000,000th of the Primordial Chaos Supreme Body. Yet its rank far surpassed all he’d had.

Calling it absurd was an understatement. He couldn’t fathom a complete Primordial Chaos Supreme Body’s might. Gathering it would be a long road. Eight top prodigies’ origins, boosted by the fiancée’s top-notch critical hit, yielded only this fraction.

The difficulty was clear. But he wasn’t worried—keep feeding the fiancée. In the immortal realm, immortal physiques dominated. With her rising multiplier, years of effort would yield the full body. Plus, Alkaid Holy Son, devouring countless origins and nurturing great medicines, was a ripe harvest waiting. If Ye Chen reaped him, the gains would be massive. Smiling, he kissed the fiancée again. She was phenomenal. He’d keep her ”fed.”

Yi Qingwu, thinking he wanted more post-gift, began to lower herself. He quickly stopped her. Her allure was overwhelming, but he’d delayed too long. He needed to seclude, break through to Second Heaven.

”Qingwu, your cultivation comes first. Refine these origins—your talent will soar.”

He transmitted. For max profit, origins first to boost her multiplier, then Yellow Spring Water. But refining took time, and he was impatient.

Her eyes met his, seeing his excitement. Yet he pushed her away for her to refine origins. He loved her so much!

Though tempted to call Heavenly Intention Holy Son’s name, she felt his sincerity. Nodding, she kissed him back, whispering, ”You’re leaving?”

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He nodded. ”I’m secluding to break through Second Heaven. But we’ll meet soon!”

Not just comfort—with the Primordial Chaos Supreme Body as bait, he’d deliver origins whenever he got them. But then, a headache hit. Had he been too fierce?

On the Immortal Path, he nearly wiped out this generation’s top prodigies. No one might dare challenge him now. Alkaid Holy Son, so cautious, wouldn’t emerge without an Acquired Chaos Body. Ye Chen’s nature wouldn’t let him hunt prodigies for origins. Being too invincible wasn’t all good…

Watching the couple kiss silently, Luo Bingling was exasperated but relieved when Ye Chen prepared to leave—finally done. After lingering briefly, Yi Qingwu escorted him out of Heavenly Intention Holy Land.

Ye Chen didn’t rush off, giving a sermon at Holy Maiden Peak, distributing unusable, non-giftable treasures. He left amid reluctant gazes from female cultivators.

At the gate, Yi Qingwu, in a white dress, looked ethereal, waving freely without clinging.

Ye Chen smiled, unhesitant, summoning his chariot to depart. Luo Bingling, beside him, stared at Yi Qingwu, a cold smirk forming. She’d avenge that splash, soaking her thoroughly one day.

Sensing the hostility, Yi Qingwu smiled, wordlessly shaking the Yellow Spring Water bottle at her.

Luo Bingling’s smirk froze. Her fists clenched…

…

The Heavenly Emperor chariot sped across the sky. Ye Chen pondered the origin collection while glancing at Luo Bingling. She was truly mad, not pulling his hand to her waist.

Gifting Yellow Spring Water to Yi Qingwu in her face hit hard. No regrets, though—the Dragon-Subduing Yellow Spring Diagram was too tempting. Still, he needed to soothe her. Maybe offer a basin of Yellow Spring Water? Show it’s not precious, that Yi Qingwu’s portion was trivial, and he had plenty. Or transmit a Ten Vicious Treasure Techniques?

As he mulled bait, Luo Bingling sorted her thoughts. As a War God Clan member, her cultivation was slow. Without the Dao Cauldron, immortality was hopeless. Pride didn’t matter—Ye Chen did. Her footwork had surpassed Su Yuxuan and Lan Nuo, earning the full Minor Space Technique.

With her beauty, ”gushing gratitude” would soon outrank that vile Yi Qingwu. Though hesitant, War God Clan valued this—she convinced herself it wasn’t a full surrender. No matter… Once she had the Dao Cauldron, she’d drain and kill Ye Chen. Dead men tell no tales. She poked him, signaling him to look.

Ye Chen turned, stunned, as her golden boots slipped off. His lips curved. The Dao Cauldron’s allure was immense. She’d come around without his soothing. Thinking a light ”dessert” sounded nice, her next move widened his eyes.