Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 413: Pangu World-Opening Visualization Diagram

Fan Qingheʼs words were odd, laced with a teasing charm, but Ye Chen didnʼt mind. He loved it.

Iʼm willing to let her drain me, and sheʼs willing to drain me.

This mutual devotion was the kind of romance Ye Chen cherished.

”I wonʼt let you down…”

He began to express his resolve, but mid-sentence, Fan Qingheʼs delicate hand flicked, setting a restriction on the boothʼs door.

Her dazzling eyes sparkled as she looked at him. ”Since the Holy Son is willing, why not… right here?”

This?

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. If Yi Qingwu could cover her bid, the auction would end soon. Wouldnʼt someone knock on the door?

Fan Qinghe licked her lips, her enchanting face brimming with excitement. ”Doesnʼt that make it more thrilling?”

Ye Chen hadnʼt expected the Divine Maiden to have such a taste. He wasnʼt opposed, but the system was still on cooldown.

With a light tap, he lifted the doorʼs restriction. Under her puzzled gaze, he gently cupped her face. Her skin was impossibly smooth, silkier than the finest satin—the best heʼd ever felt among female cultivators.

Lowering his head, he gazed into her eyes, speaking earnestly. ”Iʼm eager too, but this concerns your lifelong path to enlightenment. I donʼt want you to make a rash decision. Though I care for you, I want you to choose the best protector for yourself. For the next seven days, I hope youʼll think it over carefully. If, after seven days, youʼre still certain, Iʼll officially become your protector. But if you change your mind, I wonʼt blame you. Iʼll leave quietly, taking nothing, and wish you well…”

Fan Qingheʼs eyes widened, not believing a word.

Iʼve already started my technique, and youʼre saying this? You were just playing me—donʼt think I didnʼt notice!

Her only worry was whether Ye Chen was getting cold feet at the critical moment. Breaking and rebuilding wasnʼt easy. As a prodigy like him, steady cultivation would already place him among the top. Was he backing out after taking a small advantage?

Panicking, she nearly planted the divine seed on the spot. But before she could speak, Ye Chenʼs face closed in, silencing her with a kiss. Her eyes fluttered shut instinctively.

Muah muah muah…

Soon, they widened again. His hands, previously cradling her face, had wandered with a mind of their own. She wanted to stop him but feared pushing too hard, hesitating. It almost looked like she was guiding his hands herself.

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After a long moment, they parted, a delicate thread lingering between them. Fan Qingheʼs eyes were hazy, her flushed face radiating natural allure.

Ye Chen nodded, savoring the moment, marveling at her honey-like sweetness. As for his hands? That was their own doing.

He spoke seriously, ”Think it over carefully, Divine Maiden. If youʼre still willing, come find me at the Heavenly Evolution Holy Landʼs residence in a week.”

With that, he turned and left without a hint of reluctance.

Fan Qinghe stood stunned. Thankfully, he hadnʼt gone further, or sheʼd have had to refuse. But… was this his way of teasing her after coveting her for so long?

Her worry deepened, but Ye Chenʼs resolve left her helpless. Planting the divine seed required mutual willingness. She adjusted her clothes, donned her robe, and floated out of the booth. She decided to keep an eye on Ye Chen for the next few days.

You took advantage of me—youʼre not getting away.

The booth soon stood empty, leaving only a lingering, tantalizing fragrance… Back in his cave abode, Ye Chen, brimming with anticipation, retrieved the systemʼs critical hit reward—the Pangu World-Opening Visualization Diagram—from his storage ring.

The diagramʼs material was unknown, incredibly tough, like the hide of an ancient divine beast. As he slowly unfurled it, a vague yet vast figure appeared before him. It was a back, just a silhouette, yet it felt as immense as the starry cosmos. One glance made Ye Chen feel infinitesimally small.

The figure stood in chaos, hands raised high, gripping a chaotic war axe. Though merely a back, it strained Ye Chenʼs spiritual sense to the point of pain, as if his entire skull might split under its weight. He couldnʼt help but marvel.

No wonder it was the cultivation worldʼs foremost visualization diagram. Just looking at it was nearly unbearable—truly terrifying. If he could grasp its dao charm, he couldnʼt imagine how powerful his primordial spirit would become. The Heaven and Earth Manifestation heʼd forge would be staggering. If he could condense a Pangu phantom with even a fraction of its divine charm, few could withstand it.

However, the diagram demanded an extraordinarily strong spiritual sense. Even Ye Chen could barely endure it. Among Nascent Soul prodigies, those capable of comprehending it could be counted on one hand. If oneʼs spiritual sense was too weak, attempting to study it might annihilate it entirely.

But this only fueled Ye Chenʼs excitement. The higher the requirement, the greater the reward. Thus, he patiently awaited the systemʼs cooldown, set to end in a week.

The Nirvana Scriptureʼs first transformation was the spiritual sense shift. The Heavenly Desire Divine Maiden would absorb her protectorʼs spiritual sense through soul communion to complete it. Even without a critical hit, a 1,500-times boost to his spiritual sense would be staggering.

The Heavenly Emperor was said to have reached the pinnacle of every realm, but Ye Chen doubted he could compare. And if a critical hit triggered, Ye Chen felt he could challenge even Pangu himself in the Nascent Soul realm.

Though the diagram was merely a great figureʼs dream, Ye Chen wondered if Pangu had truly existed. If so, could he one day trigger a critical hit for Panguʼs divine blood or the World-Opening Divine Axe? If that happened, heʼd be truly invincible. Upon ascending to the immortal realm, the Immortal Emperor himself might need to personally escort him.

Snapping out of his wild thoughts, Ye Chen carefully stored the diagram. He briefly recalled the soft, amber curves of Fan Qinghe, the exquisite sensation slipping through his fingers.

Her skin was unmatched, grand yet supple—the finest in the world. But with a steadfast dao heart, he didnʼt linger on it. He soon entered deep cultivation, refining himself further. This way, when the divine seed was planted, Fan Qinghe could absorb more. And the more she took, the greater his feedback would be.