Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 414: Brother-in-Law, Youʼre Giving Up?

News of the Fourth Holy Sonʼs sweeping purchases at the auction spread across the Great Yan Continent in no time, fueling discussions about Ye Chen being the ”son of the Heavenly Dao.”

Spending over twenty million top-grade spirit stones in a single auction was outrageously extravagant. Even Deity Transformation or Unity cultivators, and most Mahayana elders, likely couldnʼt produce such wealth. This sparked growing curiosity among cultivators: whose inheritance had Ye Chen obtained?

More and more believed he was the Heavenly Emperorʼs successor. His cultivation techniques, Treasure Techniques, and lavish spending mirrored the Emperorʼs style.

The Emperor had forged a small cauldron from pure Black Yellow Primordial Essence; Ye Chen had crafted a small bell. If the Fourth Holy Son wasnʼt the Emperorʼs heir, who could he be? It was practically confirmed.

Yet, the cultivators were puzzled. Historically, the Emperorʼs successors were backed by a mysterious force called the Heavenly Emperor Hall, which rarely appeared and was said to guard the Emperorʼs mortal realm inheritance. It only surfaced when a successor emerged, protecting them on their path to enlightenment.

But Ye Chen, supposedly the Emperorʼs heir, had joined the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, and no trace of the Heavenly Emperor Hall had been seen. Strange… Had something happened to the Hall?

Beyond debates about Ye Chenʼs status, cultivators relished discussing how heʼd targeted the Heavenly Intention Holy Maiden, snatching every item she desired. Rumor had it she was furious, lingering at the auction house for half a day after it ended, clearly enraged.

With the fiancée so humiliated, many believed the Heavenly Intention Holy Son wouldnʼt stand for it. Once he emerged from seclusion, heʼd likely challenge Ye Chen to a thunderous duel. A spectacle was brewing.

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As the auction concluded, White Emperor Cityʼs fervor began to wane. Many prodigies departed.

Seven days later, Yao Gu visited Ye Chenʼs residence to bid farewell.

”Brother-in-law, Iʼm heading back to the Yao family! But after the auction, you havenʼt seen the Divine Maiden. Did you two have a falling out, or have you changed your mind?”

Yao Guʼs eager question betrayed his hope that Ye Chen had given up on Fan Qinghe. If so, heʼd have a chance. He didnʼt care that sheʼd been intimate with Ye Chen in his presence—she was from the Heavenly Desire Sect, and surely had her reasons. Heʼd accept everything about her.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, giving Yao Gu a strange look. ”Who said I changed my mind?”

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Yao Gu was stunned. Heʼd closely observed that the two hadnʼt left the auction together. Fan Qinghe had later sought Ye Chen, but heʼd refused to see her. Wasnʼt that a classic case of taking advantage and then cutting ties?

Before Yao Gu could say more, a servant entered the courtyard. ”Holy Son, the Heavenly Desire Divine Maiden is here.”

Ye Chen smiled faintly and stood. ”Invite her in.”

Turning to Yao Gu, he added, ”Today is the day the Divine Maiden and I agreed to plant the divine seed. Since youʼre so curious, you can be a witness. But you canʼt come inside—just wait outside!”

Yao Guʼs jaw dropped. Ye Chen was really becoming her protector? How could this be? With Ye Chenʼs prodigious talent, how could the Divine Maiden choose him? She was probably just after his spirit stones. When it came to choosing a protector, shouldnʼt she pick someone like him? If Ye Chen and Fan Qinghe truly bonded with the divine seed, his chances would be gone.

Yao Gu stood there, unable to believe it.

Fan Qinghe glided into the courtyard, instantly captivating the two men. Her amber skin shimmered under the sunlight, radiating a wild, seductive allure. Her breathtakingly beautiful face was enchanting to the extreme, exuding an almost palpable hormonal charm.

Most striking was her tall, curvaceous figure, draped in an exotic outfit—the ceremonial garb of the Heavenly Desire Sectʼs Divine Maiden. To Ye Chen, it resembled the flamboyant costumes of fortune-tellers from his past lifeʼs cosplay events. It fit her perfectly, enhancing her otherworldly beauty, making her seem like a bewitching sprite.

Yao Gu, standing nearby, stared wide-eyed. Heʼd seen many female cultivators, plenty of whom admired him, but none compared to the Divine Maiden. He genuinely loved her and didnʼt want her to fall into a trap.

Heʼd heard rumors of Ye Chenʼs failed attempt to gift Yi Qingwu, spreading in small circles. To him, this confirmed Ye Chenʼs duplicity—flirting with the Divine Maiden at the auction while secretly sending gifts to the Holy Maiden.

A master of time management.

Despite the beating heʼd taken from Ye Chen before, Yao Gu mustered his courage. ”Divine Maiden, are you really set on bonding with Ye... Holy Son Ye? Why not reconsider? This generation is a golden age. My brother mentioned that ancient prodigies, sealed by fearsome means, may awaken in our era to vie for the immortal path. With your qualities, you could surely find someone better.”

Ye Chen glanced at Yao Gu, intrigued by the mention of ancient prodigies. Worth looking into later. But this ”little brother-in-law” had nearly called him ”Ye the Fourth” again. Clearly, the last lesson hadnʼt sunk in.

Ye Chen stayed silent, waiting for Fan Qingheʼs response.

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Fan Qingheʼs delicate brows furrowed. Last time, Ye Chen had grabbed her so hard it hurt, then took advantage and left. For a week, sheʼd been paranoid heʼd slip away, barely sleeping.

Now that she was finally here, Yao Gu was prattling about ancient prodigies? Could they surpass Ye Chenʼs talent or wealth? No comparison. Donʼt shake my resolve—my mindʼs made up.

She smiled gently at Yao Gu. ”Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Yao… But from the moment I met the Holy Son, his image took root deep in my heart. No matter how many prodigies exist, my eyes see only him.”

Yao Guʼs pupils froze. Ye Chenʼs methods were that potent? To quietly win the Divine Maidenʼs devotion? Watching the woman he loved speak so passionately of another, his heart trembled.

Ye Chen, meanwhile, chuckled inwardly. Love at first sight? Nonsense. He didnʼt believe a word of Fan Qingheʼs flattery—she was a master at boosting favor.

But he didnʼt call her out, instead gently taking her hand. ”Your words honor me, Divine Maiden… Since your heart remains steadfast, please follow me inside. Iʼll bare everything, letting you plant the divine seed, and serve as your protector…”