Immortality Starts With Investment

Yao Yuezhi’s parents waited with genuine sincerity, inviting Ye Chen to the Heavenly Demon Clan. They pledged absolute safety, vowing no mishaps.

Ye Chen smiled, glancing at Yao Yuezhi before nodding. ”I’m quite curious about the Myriad Races Immortal City myself—eager to behold it. But as for thanks, no need. I rescued Yuezhi for my own reasons—it’s between us, unrelated to others.”

Ye Chen’s stance rang clear. He had saved Yao Yuezhi because he wished to—drawn to her alone. Her brows curved in delight at his words, sweetness blooming in her heart.

Yao Yuezhi’s parents felt profound gratitude toward Ye Chen. Yet seeing their daughter’s eyes sparkle so, their hearts tangled with complexity. After all, Ye Chen’s women numbered far too many! Even from what they’d heard, hundreds graced his life.

Take Heavenly Desire Sect—he had claimed the sect master and elders in full. Even within Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, any elder’s comely daughter found herself conscripted to Harem Peak.

Ye Chen had even carved a peak in Heavenly Intention Holy Land. Ostensibly for over a hundred female disciples—all, in truth, his lovers. The excess boggled the mind. No parent wished their daughter to wed a man with such a horde.

Worse, the Little Peacock King had called Ye Chen ”Dad.” Ye Chen shared some unclear tie with the Little Peacock King’s mother! They recoiled utterly. But Ye Chen remained their savior. They held their tongues for now, planning to counsel their daughter later. The pair summoned a high-grade Extreme Dao vessel—a towering ship—and bade Ye Chen board.

Any clan of note held an outpost in the Myriad Races Immortal City. The Peacock Clan’s lay there too. The Little Peacock King and his mother joined the route. Thus, all ascended together. Especially the Little Peacock King’s mother—upon hearing Ye Chen bound for the Myriad Races Immortal City, her lovely features flushed anew...

After all, though times had softened, humans and myriad races no longer clashed irreconcilably, tensions endured. Beyond old vendettas, resource rivalries abounded.

Central Continent sprawled vast, yet fortunes proved finite. More Myriad forces arrived, fewer scraps fell to humans. Thus, many humans eyed Myriad Races with enmity—on the Immortal Path, lone stragglers fell regardless of grudge. Myriad Races mirrored the practice, little differing.

The Myriad Races Immortal City stood as their core foothold in the Central Continent. Extremists preaching Myriad supremacy thrived within. Few humans ventured there. Those who did ranked as paragons.

Ye Chen’s journey there risked covert strikes from radical Myriad titans—slaughtering this human prodigy. Yet Ye Chen accepted without pause! Braving such peril—perhaps to glimpse her more? Or honoring her prior pledge?

The Little Peacock King’s mother grew even more bashful at the thought...

The tower ship departed just like that. Countless onlookers watched Ye Chen vanish into the distance, their eyes still gleaming with awe. After all, Ye Chen’s feats edged even the Heavenly Emperor’s in ferocity. But the question lingered. How terrifying was the Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan?

They would never stop here—greater prodigies would surely strike next. Even in the future, that Celestial Prince might descend personally. Facing the one who had once vied with the Heavenly Emperor himself, falling short by a hair’s breadth in regretful defeat, who knew what heights self-sealing for a million years had granted him? Did the Heavenly Emperor’s heir stand a chance against the Celestial Prince? And Ye Chen dared to enter the Myriad Races Immortal City?

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How many Myriad Races had the Heavenly Emperor slain? Blood feuds ran deep as oceans. Even Heavenly Emperor Hall had retreated into shadows after his departure, hounded daily by Myriad Races’ powerhouses. Those harboring a grudge against the Heavenly Emperor—and thus Ye Chen—numbered beyond count. Thus, even with the Heavenly Demon Clan as guarantor, conflicts en route promised plentiful.

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Ye Chen remained unaware of the Little Peacock King’s mother’s elaborate musings. As for venturing to the Myriad Races Immortal City, he sensed no peril. He even secretly hoped for challengers to emerge against him. To complete his far-leading Primordial Chaos Supreme Body, Ye Chen craved more volunteers to donate essence.

Along the way, Yao Yuezhi still yearned to cling to Ye Chen. But upon learning of her shattered cave heaven, her parents panicked utterly. Their precious daughter’s immortal path—severed?

For them, this rivaled heaven’s collapse and earth’s rupture—a catastrophe beyond bearing. Her father booted Yao Yuekong once more, railing at his uselessness.

Yao Yuekong bowed his head in silence. Though loath to admit it, his sister had indeed risked her cave heaven’s core to trap the foe and save him—leading to its collapse. They whisked Yao Yuezhi to a chamber, deploying myriad supreme clan secrets to probe her cave heaven’s state, testing every remedy.

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In the quiet chamber, Yao Yuezhi—threatening to meld into Ye Chen’s very skin—finally departed. Luo Bingling pursed her lips, her face a mask of discontent. Since laying eyes on Yao Yuezhi, Ye Chen’s every thought had been fixed on her. Rescue aside, he now rushed to the Myriad Races Immortal City, vowing to exhaust all for her Qiankun Cauldron.

The jealousy gnawed at Luo Bingling. After all her sacrifices, Ye Chen had never doted on her so. And Yao Yuezhi? But their second encounter—two mere kisses. And she reaped such bounty. This plunged Luo Bingling into quiet despair. She even toyed with leaking Yao Yuezhi’s cave heaven ruin to the winds.

The Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan had already set its sights on Yao Yuezhi, and now three of their Half-Saints lay dead. The clan’s face was utterly lost, and their grudge had only deepened. Selling the Qiankun Cauldron would be tantamount to aiding Yao Yuezhi. If they truly went through with the sale...given the Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan’s ruthless ways, they would surely retaliate against the Divine Silkworm Clan in time.

No one wanted to cross the Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan. So, if the Divine Silkworm Clan learned the full truth, they would almost certainly refuse to sell. In that case, Yao Yuezhi would never rebuild her cave heaven in her lifetime.

But Luo Bingling only mulled it over; she never acted on it. On one hand, she disdained such petty tactics. On the other, if Ye Chen ever discovered her scheming nature, he would surely despise her. Yet Ye Chen’s favoritism left Luo Bingling feeling deeply unbalanced inside.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen noticed her lingering petulance. He knew the reason all too well, so he let out a soft chuckle, intending to soothe her. Leaning close to her earlobe, he murmured gently, ”On the way over, it seems we hit ten times in a row. How about a special buy-one-get-one-free treat for you this time?”

Luo Bingling’s eyes rippled with a subtle wave at his words, a flicker of anticipation quietly blooming within them. It had been nearly three years since Ye Chen had last savored her. And how could she not look forward to it herself?

After all, the act did seem rather intriguing. Besides, in these years of reflection, Luo Bingling had grown tremendously and grasped many truths. A woman couldn’t stay angry forever; she had to offer her man a way down from the ledge. If she gauged it just right, it would only draw them closer. But if she misjudged, it could shatter the fragile bond they’d just rebuilt.

With a coquettish glare that feigned lingering ire, Luo Bingling shot Ye Chen a look. Yet beneath her golden battle armor, her jade legs subtly shifted into a bow-legged stance.

Ye Chen grinned. In that moment, he realized this little vixen Luo Bingling, though stubborn and unyielding in battle, wealthy yet stingy, seemed to be growing all the while, far less arrogant than before.