Immortality Starts With Investment

”Mine, mine—all of it is mine!”

The holy spirit within the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade muttered obsessively to herself. Every breath Luo Bingling took felt like a stab to her heart. She ached to emerge just long enough to slap this woman dead, then resume gestating. But she dared not speak, terrified of being discovered and banished. So she could only rage silently in her mind.

Luo Bingling, noticing the sudden appearance of such a massive chunk of Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade in the stellar pool, felt a flicker of surprise. As the princess of the War God Clan, she naturally recognized it.

A supreme divine material of staggering value. Even the War God Clan’s treasury held not a single fragment. It ranked among the most exalted crafting ingredients in existence.

Yet the surprise was mild. In Ye Chen’s cave heaven, treasures far rarer than Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade abounded. Still, the faint silhouette within caught her eye.

”A holy spirit?”

Curiosity piqued, Luo Bingling rose and stepped lightly across the water’s surface, circling it for a closer look.

”Husband, why did you bring a holy spirit in here? They’re never good news—cold, ruthless, striking without warning like rabid dogs, utterly indifferent to all life… Are you planning to raise it like a spirit beast? It won’t work—they can’t be tamed!”

The holy spirit nearly trembled at her words.

You’re the one who’d be a human’s spirit beast! You’re the one who can be tamed—your whole family can be tamed!

Though Ye Chen was not physically present in the cave heaven, he was observing. He chuckled at her comment. ”We’ll see. This one seems quite sensitive—maybe it’ll learn gratitude.”

Luo Bingling circled it once more, studying the illusory feminine outline before asking suspiciously, ”Husband, you didn’t keep it just because the silhouette looks female, did you?”

With anyone else, she wouldn’t have doubted. But her husband Ye Chen… it was hard to say.

She quickly added, ”Holy spirits have no gender. This one merely resembles a female cultivator in shape. They can’t even form flesh and blood—there’s no way it could ever share conjugal bliss with you. It’s a complete waste of time. Better to crack it open now and harvest the divine material. Otherwise, the jade’s essence will all be drained… Or just toss it out. Look at how greedily it’s guzzling chaos spiritual qi—such a waste.”

Hearing the woman suggest throwing it out, the holy spirit inwardly howled with fury.

When I emerge, the first one I kill will be this War God Clan woman. Utterly detestable. The War God Clan are the worst scum.

But… wasn’t this human after its divine material? Could he actually be interested in her?

The memory of Ye Chen’s earlier caresses made the holy spirit shudder in discomfort. Yet she doubted it. Cultivators were selfish to the core—how could he grant such perfect conditions just because it resembled a woman?

Ye Chen laughed lightly at her words. He truly didn’t care about such things. Even if raising it proved useless in the end, he wouldn’t lose much. The Nirvana Sacred Liquid alone had already paid for everything.

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So he replied indifferently, ”I feel a connection with this holy spirit. I’ll keep it.”

Since Ye Chen had no objections, Luo Bingling let the matter drop. Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade was prime material for immortal artifacts—extraordinarily precious. But Ye Chen possessed far too many immortal artifacts. Though they weren’t hers, it had still broadened her horizons. Thus, she didn’t place much importance on the jade.

She gave it a couple of casual kicks, nodding approvingly. ”It really is tough.”

The kicked Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade seethed: ”Kill… kill… When I emerge, I’ll drown the world in blood…”

Having finished kicking, Luo Bingling lost interest in continuing her seclusion. After cultivating in seclusion for so long—with chaos spiritual qi, the Enlightenment Tea Tree, the Dao Cauldron, and the Nine Transformations Heavenly Furnace—she had broken through to late-stage Mahayana third-heaven in one burst.

Compared to her formerly glacial progress, her speed had increased at least a hundredfold. Overjoyed, she wanted to share her happiness with Ye Chen. So she asked, ”Husband, are you finished with your matters?”

Ye Chen smiled, understanding her intent.

Not yet. But after gifting the Nirvana Sacred Liquid to Lan Nuo, he could come in for a rest. It would also be a good chance to observe whether the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade was adapting to his cave heaven. And whether his Primordial cave heaven truly accelerated a holy spirit’s gestation.

”I still have a few things to wrap up. Once I’m done, I’ll come find you.”

At his reply, Luo Bingling nodded happily. Thinking of what was to come, she no longer felt like cultivating. With a light leap, she settled atop the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, swinging her long legs and idly kicking it while awaiting Ye Chen’s arrival.

The holy spirit within the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade went mad: ”She dares sit on my head—I want her dead! I’ll make the War God Clan bleed rivers…”

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Despair gripped the Flame Heart Saint and Moonlight Saint as Lan Nuo battered them relentlessly. Ye Chen had drained them mercilessly, and though Lan Nuo fell short of his monstrous strength, she was far from weak. She carried the inherited insights of an ancient Heavy Pupil wielder.

Ye Chen had imparted multiple Nine Secrets and Ten Vicious Treasure Techniques. Countless treasures further amplified her power, rendering her combat prowess terrifying—far surpassing the vast majority of heavenly prodigies. Even the Holy Prince of old, at the same realm, would prove no match for the current Lan Nuo.

Thus, the two saints understood: today, they would fall. Death held no fear for them—only the raging fire of humiliation refused to die. Had they not severed their own cultivation to enter the fourth realm, how could saints like them perish in such abject disgrace?

They burned with unwillingness and shame. They yearned for Ye Chen’s downfall. But when they saw him draw the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade into his inner world, hope flickered in their eyes.

Clearly, Ye Chen remained unaware that the jade’s consciousness had awakened. Freshly roused and already deeply wary, the holy spirit within harbored boundless hatred after he stole its Nirvana Sacred Liquid. It would never submit meekly to suppression—it would bide its time.

At the height of Ye Chen’s next great battle, it would shatter his cave heaven from within. Caught between inner and outer assault, he would die beyond doubt. At this realization, relieved smiles curved their lips.

”Yin and Yang Forever Divided!”

Yin-yang energies erupted from Lan Nuo’s eyes, coalescing into a massive grinding millstone capable of annihilating heaven and earth as it bore down to obliterate them completely.

The pair fixed their gazes on Ye Chen. ”You’ll join us soon enough!”

With the hidden threat of the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, Ye Chen’s death was assured—even without the Lotus Emperor’s vengeance.

As for Lan Nuo, her strength matched theirs at a similar realm. Once Ye Chen fell, she too would face reckoning.

Boom…

Beneath the yin-yang energies, their souls extinguished in an instant. Their bodies endured—forged from divine stones, impossible to fully erase.

In that moment, the entire field erupted in uproar. Every cultivator stared at Lan Nuo in disbelief. None had imagined two self-severed saints would perish at her hands.

High in the heavens, Lan Nuo—who had delivered a stunning performance—remained silent. She merely turned slowly, presenting the crowd with an enigmatic, graceful silhouette…