Immortality Starts With Investment

The moment Ye Chen spoke, everyone in the hall froze in astonishment. Of course, they knew he possessed supreme Extreme Dao Weapons—even two of them.

One was the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod, the other the Heavenly Emperor Sword. But the issue lay in just how priceless such weapons truly were. For an Extreme Dao Weapon to ascend to supreme status, it went far beyond mere materials. It demanded the imprint of its master’s cultivated dao. And that imprint could only be etched upon achieving immortality.

Yet even so, one might expect supreme Extreme Dao Weapons to abound. After all, across ancient history—especially before the Heavenly Emperor’s era—ascension to immortality faced no barriers. The catch, however, was that supreme Extreme Dao Weapons also proved the easiest to elevate into immortal artifacts.

Many cultivators, upon becoming true immortals, casually carried off their Extreme Dao Weapons, attempting to refine them into immortal tools. This very dynamic rendered the Extreme Dao Weapons exceedingly rare. Yet unlike immortal artifacts, they bore fewer restrictions; as dao-bearing weapons, their might far outstripped ordinary Extreme Dao Weapons by several folds.

Should one attain sainthood, they could unleash their full potential, bridging gaps dozens of times wider. From this alone, the scarcity and value of supreme Extreme Dao Weapons shone clear. And in this very moment, Ye Chen offered to trade one?

The revelation stunned them all.

Luo Bingling nearly ground her teeth to dust. She had poured so much into following Ye Chen, only to earn a single high-grade Extreme Dao Weapon. Now, he prepared to hand over a peak one for Yao Yuezhi’s sake. It left her composure fraying at the edges. The joy from that earlier buy-one-get-one-free delight had largely evaporated.

Meanwhile, Yao Yuekong and the others wore complicated expressions, falling silent. They felt a twinge of embarrassment. But this concerned their daughter, their sister. No matter how slim the odds, they still yearned to try.

Yet Yao Yuezhi herself, after her initial shock, couldn’t help but smile. Joyful delight sparkled in the eyes beneath her graceful willow-leaf brows. But she shook her head without hesitation. ”Brother Ye, no need. I’m not worth such a sacrifice from you. As the Heavenly Emperor’s heir, your immortal path will surely draw countless great foes. A supreme Extreme Dao Weapon forms the foundation of your strength. If aiding me weakens your battle prowess, I’d rather remain forever trapped at the second heaven! To me, your immortal journey matters far more than mine!”

Yao Yuezhi knew how to speak from the heart. Even in refusal, her words stirred pity and deepened affection. What the others didn’t know, though, was that as she voiced this, she sent Ye Chen a private transmission.

”Brother Ye, I’m tired. I no longer wish to continue cultivating. My cave heaven’s shattering didn’t grieve me as deeply as you might think. These past days, I’ve simply been lost in sweet daydreams of bearing two children for you—one boy, one girl...

”The boy could resemble you just a little. And the girl, me a touch more. Thoughts like those fill my heart with uncontainable joy. So, Brother Ye, please let this go. In the future, all I want is...”

Ye Chen’s mouth twitched.

No! You do want this. Only those useless in the cultivation world needed a break. With your five-thousand-fold multiplier, your cave heaven had to be restored. As for bearing children for me? Nice try.

Senior An had endured so long without guilt, and after all these years, she could barely hold back—rubbing against him during detox, but she still hadn’t earned the privilege of childbirth. You little green tea, get in line!

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So Ye Chen didn’t even glance at Yao Yuezhi, waving his hand decisively. ”My mind’s made up! Yao Yuekong, take me to the Divine Silkworm Clan’s outpost. As for the reason? Just say I killed three Half-Saints, and my cave heaven got a bit damaged. I find self-repair too slow, so I want to buy theirs.”

His words barely landed before Ye Chen strode out of the hall without waiting for reactions, heading beyond the Heavenly Demon Clan’s grounds.

He left the others in the room utterly dumbfounded. Gratitude flooded Yao Yuekong’s eyes as he clenched his fists. ”This brother-in-law? He’s the one for me!”

With that, he hurried after Ye Chen.

Luo Bingling cast Yao Yuezhi a blank, expressionless glance before following suit. As for Yao Yuezhi herself, her gaze tangled with profound complexity. Just how precious did she seem in Ye Chen’s eyes? Precious enough for him to disregard even a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon? Ye Chen truly loved her that much.

In that instant—even setting aside schemes for future immortal slots—Yao Yuezhi genuinely yearned to bear his children. A man like this deserved her unwavering devotion.

Meanwhile, Yao Yuezhi’s parents had originally planned to turn back and dissuade their daughter, warning that Ye Chen made a poor match. Too many women around him. One day, he might tire of the novelty and simply walk away. But now, their expressions grew equally intricate...

For him to value their daughter so highly, sparing no expense on a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon. Sure, the flaw of surrounding himself with women persisted. But it didn’t seem quite so unacceptable anymore.

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”The Divine Silkworm Clan ranks among the great clans as well, with power and heritage surpassing even our Heavenly Demon Clan—and edging out the Peacock Clan, too. Back before the Heavenly Emperor’s era, they could even vie with the Victorious Fighting Ape Clan for supremacy.

”This clan’s innate talents terrified all who knew of them, granting them the divine ability ’Deceiving Heaven,’ a technique of boundless wonders. Beyond that, they wielded the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, each metamorphosis bringing a massive leap forward. By the eighth transformation, one could achieve quasi-immortal status. And if the ninth transformation reached perfection, near-invincibility followed—boasting horrifying reserves of Qi, combat prowess, and lifespan alike.

”In the Ancient Desolate Era, a Divine Silkworm Emperor ascended to immortality and crushed the entire cultivation world beneath his heel, forcing even the Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan to bow in submission. The Qiankun Cauldron was the very one he had forged and left behind. Of course, those were tales from bygone days; the Divine Silkworm Clan had fallen far since then. But word had it they now harbored a monstrous prodigy who, at just over two thousand years old, had already attained the seventh transformation and delved deep into the Immortal Path!

”The Divine Silkworm Clan clashed with the Victorious Fighting Ape Clan countless times in the past, making them sworn enemies. Brother-in-law, if you offered the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod, they might just agree to the trade. After all, that staff’s offensive might is ferocious, and as a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon from their arch-rivals’ lineage, the Divine Silkworm Clan ought to take keen interest.”

By the end, Yao Yuekong’s voice carried a note of guilt and embarrassment. After all, the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod bore the true intent of the ancient Victorious Fighting Emperor. It ranked among the pinnacle of offensive supreme Extreme Dao Weapons in the cultivation world. A treasure like that, even great clans guarded with utmost care. Yet here he was, suggesting Ye Chen offer it up for his sister’s sake.

Ye Chen nodded at his words. He didn’t lack for supreme Extreme Dao Weapons. The Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod excelled in assault, but the Heavenly Emperor Sword fell short in no way. Not to mention the Divine Maiden Furnace and the Dragon-Subduing Yellow Spring Diagram. Losing the staff wouldn’t sting much.

But securing the Qiankun Cauldron afterward? That would trigger a maxed-out critical hit. The feedback rewards would eclipse the staff’s value by orders of magnitude. No matter the math, it paid off handsomely.

Still, Ye Chen didn’t produce it. Deals like this demanded restraint, no matter the urgency or desperation. You couldn’t come off too eager, flashing your chips like water. That only fueled the other side’s greed.

Ye Chen might not sweat the petty losses, but he had no intention of playing the fool like those god-tier spendthrifts from his past life’s web novels. The ones who got fleeced as walking wallets, yet strutted around convinced they’d ”shown off” to universal adoration!