Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 336: A Good Senior Brother for Life!

With the formalities complete, the projection of the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Scripture faded, though traces of its immortal aura lingered. Holy Lord Feng Baiyu nodded lightly. ”Inscribing your name on the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Scripture marks you as a high-ranking member of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. Should you face danger, the scripture will alert us and divine your location for rescue. If you encounter insurmountable trouble, call upon the scriptureʼs true name in your heart to connect with the Holy Land from afar. With this, you are now officially our fourth Holy Son, equal in status to all main peak elders. If issues arise, come to me directly.”

As Feng Baiyuʼs words fell, a top-grade dao artifact bronze bell rang out before the Cloud Summit Divine Palace, its nine resounding tolls like thunderclaps. Countless elders and disciples bowed in unison. ”Greetings, Holy Son!”

A Deity Transformation elder stepped forward, his voice booming. ”From this day, Ye Chen is the fourth Holy Son of our Holy Land. He is granted an immortal peak to establish his own lineage. Today, it is officially opened, and he may recruit elders and disciples, enjoying all the privileges of the Holy Land…”

As the elder spoke, the ground trembled, and a distant rumble echoed. Thousands of miles away, the seal on a ten-thousand-meter immortal peak shattered, slowly rising into the sky. Immortal cranes circled it, endless seas of clouds parted like garments draped over its waist, and a spiritual spring cascaded like a jade ribbon from its summit. Grand, majestic palaces adorned the peak. This was Ye Chenʼs Holy Son Peak.

Ye Chen gazed at the towering peak, a satisfied smile on his face.

”Please, Holy Son, bestow a name upon the peak,” the elder said earnestly.

Ye Chen considered the cloud-piercing summit briefly before speaking calmly. ”Let it be called Ascension Peak.”

Becoming an immortal was no easy feat. Despite the cultivation worldʼs boasts of divine bodies, king bodies, and even immortal bodies, ever since the Heavenly Emperor shattered the Jianmu Tree, cutting off the immortal realmʼs qi, achieving immortality had grown increasingly difficult.

In the last hundred thousand years, almost no one in the cultivation world had ascended. Even cultivatorsʼ lifespans had drastically shortened compared to ancient times. Many in this realm held complex feelings toward the Heavenly Emperor—reverence mixed with resentment.

But Ye Chen was different. With his own efforts and the systemʼs aid, he was certain to become an immortal in this era. Not just himself, but the women by his side—heʼd help them ascend too. Thus, this peak would be Ascension Peak. All who joined it would have a path to immortality.

The name Ascension Peak elicited varied reactions among the Holy Landʼs higher-ups. Some admired Ye Chenʼs bold ambition and towering aspirations. Others thought him arrogant, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator daring to speak of ascension. Yet none voiced their opinions.

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Holy Lord Feng Baiyu smiled. ”Ascension Peak? Bold indeed! Hereʼs a jade slip containing half a Nascent Soul Immortal Scripture, left by the Chaotic Ancient True Immortal. Itʼs not the renowned complete Chaotic Ancient Immortal Scripture he later perfected, but itʼs still formidable. I obtained it by chance and now gift it to you as your Holy Son inauguration present. Since you already practice an immortal scripture, you may study it yourself or gift it to another—itʼs your choice.”

With that, a jade slip floated to Ye Chen.

His eyes lit up. What a generous Holy Lord. Coming to the Holy Land was indeed the right move. A half-volume Nascent Soul Immortal Scripture as a casual gift? If he gifted it to someone with a high enough multiplier and triggered a critical hit, it might yield a complete immortal scripture spanning Foundation Establishment to Mahayana. Equipping his companions with such scriptures would be perfect—everyone could cultivate one.

The Holy Lordʼs generosity was astonishing, but the other elders were no less impressive, each presenting gifts of their own. Ye Chenʼs talent was undeniable—his Heavy Pupils alone marked him as a peerless prodigy, not to mention his staggering luck. Though Hua Yunfeiʼs presence made succeeding as Holy Lord unlikely, befriending Ye Chen was well worth it.

In the cultivation world, it wasnʼt just about fighting; connections mattered. The eldersʼ gifts were treasures suitable for the Nascent Soul stage—techniques, elixirs, all of immense value. Lin Qingtan offered a top-grade spiritual treasure robe. Even the second and third Holy Sons, regardless of their private thoughts, presented gifts with courteous attitudes.

Yet, the first Holy Maiden, Dantai Xuan, remained utterly impassive, standing calmly without a hint of reaction. She didnʼt offer a gift or even engage in casual conversation.

Ye Chen couldnʼt help but frown inwardly. Was this first Holy Maiden too aloof? Heʼd gifted her the Northern Emperor War Chariot before, and Hua Yunfei had even delivered her return gift on her behalf. Now, she acted as if theyʼd never met. Was she another Li Feihuang, incapable of triggering critical hits, taking everything for granted? If so, her 2,000-fold value was severely diminished.

As Ye Chen pondered, his senior brother Hua Yunfei approached, his divine halo glowing dazzlingly. Ye Chen smiled and bowed. Now a Holy Son himself, Hua Yunfei was a rival, and their relationship might grow strained due to competition.

Yet Ye Chen couldnʼt muster any dislike for him. Graceful, meticulous, warm, and magnanimous, Hua Yunfei was a breath of spring air. His only flaw, if it could be called one, was his gender.

Ye Chen couldnʼt help but think: if Hua Yunfei were a female cultivator, his multiplier would surely surpass Dantai Xuanʼs. With his knack for handling matters, heʼd likely trigger critical hits often. What a pity. A trace of regret flickered in Ye Chenʼs expression.

Sensing this, Hua Yunfei found it odd. What was Ye Chen regretting? After a momentʼs thought, he seemed to guess, chuckling as he patted Ye Chenʼs shoulder and sent a mental message. ”No need to worry about the Holy Lord position. The Holy Lordʼs just boasting. He only reached the peak of the Unity realm two years ago and loves telling everyone about it, lamenting his ʼexcessive talent.ʼ Heʼs still far from breaking through to the Mahayana realm. With your aptitude, youʼll catch up to me in no time and compete for the Holy Lord seat.”

Ye Chen blinked, realizing the misunderstanding. Explaining was tricky—telling the truth might provoke even the good-natured Hua Yunfei to challenge him to a fight. Still, Hua Yunfeiʼs magnanimity only deepened Ye Chenʼs admiration.

Good senior brother, a friend for life! Even if youʼre a man and canʼt trigger gift returns, Iʼll still send you treasures, pull you along, and help you ascend to immortality!