Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 524: The Holy Son Is a Fierce Man!

The voluptuous and mature Heavenly Desire Sect Leader hurried over with a group of elders. Seeing that Fan Qingheʼs primordial yin remained intact, she sighed in relief. But noticing Fan Qingheʼs cultivation, her eyes widened. ”Youʼve already completed the second transformation ritual?”

Fan Qinghe nodded.

The Sect Leader frowned. Using the protectorʼs Yin-Yang Qi to boost cultivation instead of transformation was the least efficient choice. But what was done was done. With the Fourth Holy Sonʼs Yin-Yang Qi surely drained, and a Central Continent prodigy challenging him at the gate, how could he fight? Ye Chen was vital to Fan Qingheʼs path.

The Sect Leader spoke earnestly, ”Holy Son, youʼve just completed the ritual and must be depleted. Why not notify the Holy Land to send someone to retrieve you? Our sectʼs ancestor can ensure no enemy dares enter. This isnʼt avoidance—just biding your time. I believe when you step into Central Continent, no prodigy will be your match!”

Her words were considerate, preserving Ye Chenʼs dignity.

But Ye Chen was already frustrated from failing to gift the Unity method due to his Holy Masterʼs unreliability. Now, being challenged because of the Heavenly Emperor Hallʼs blame, and hearing he might be ”depleted,” his temper flared. This Central Continent prodigy came at the perfect time to vent his anger.

He waved dismissively. ”No need. The Divine Maiden didnʼt drain me. Suppressing this foe will be effortless.”

With that, Ye Chen rose gracefully and flew toward the sectʼs mountain gate array.

The Sect Leader and elders froze, staring at Fan Qinghe with disappointment. ”You didnʼt drain him completely?”

How disappointing! Past Divine Maidens would squeeze their protectors dry, down to the marrow. Yet Fan Qinghe left so much behind. Was she truly smitten with Ye Chen?

”Youʼre the worst Divine Maiden our sect has ever had! What happened?” the Sect Leader fumed.

Fan Qinghe felt wronged. She had forcibly cut off the channel because she couldnʼt handle more. Explaining the process and showing the still-unrefined Yin-Yang Qi, she left the Sect Leaderʼs mouth agape, mirroring her own earlier shock.

Staring at Ye Chenʼs departing figure, the Sect Leader was incredulous, swallowing hard. ”To think such a formidable man exists! His Yin-Yang Qi pushed you from mid-Deity Transformation to its peak, and even after such immense consumption, you couldnʼt drain him? Heʼs an absolute beast! Even the Heavenly Emperor, that freeloader, wasnʼt this fierce!”

Hearing her master praise her protector, Fan Qinghe beamed. But the Sect Leader continued, ”Since you canʼt handle it all, next time, bring me along. Heʼs not my protector, and my Nirvana Scripture practice would waste more, but I could still retain a tenth. Youʼre my disciple. Keep the benefits in the family. Hogging it all leads nowhere.”

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Fan Qinghe froze. Oh no, her master wanted to steal her protector! No way! Sheʼd keep hogging it all!

Ignoring her master, Fan Qinghe flew up resolutely, following Ye Chen. ”Though I didnʼt drain the Holy Son, his Yin-Yang Qi must be nearly depleted. Our paths are linked—if he falls, my path is ruined, unable to transform or advance. I must aid him in this battle!”

Her resolve was unshakable.

The Sect Leaderʼs smile faded. Her disciple had grown protective of her ”food.” Sheʼd only been joking earlier, still haunted by her own protectorʼs memory. After draining him, heʼd returned to rebuild, only to be betrayed and killed by a rival. Otherwise, she might have reached the Mahayana stage long ago instead of stagnating in Unity. The fate of a Heavenly Desire Divine Maiden was pitiful, tied to a manʼs loyalty, survival, talent, and ability. Few in the sectʼs history had reached Mahayana, let alone immortality.

She didnʼt want Fan Qinghe to follow her broken path. But the challenger was the Star River King Body, a near-top-ten prodigy of Central Continent, defeated only by a narrow margin. This physique, which had produced two true immortals, wielded unparalleled star power and was among the strongest. Worse, the challenger was mid-Unity stage, far above Ye Chenʼs realm, with his Yin-Yang Qi still low. How could he fight?

The Sect Leader decided to summon the ancestor to intervene and save Ye Chen.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen calmly stepped out of the sectʼs mountain gate array. Above, a man in a starry robe stood proudly. Spectators gathered in the distance, drawn by the commotion. Ye Chen glanced at them briefly before frowning at the man. ”Who are you?”

The manʼs face darkened. ”I am Chen Lingxiao, the Star River Clanʼs King Body, a top-ten prodigy-level existence in Central Continent!”

Ye Chenʼs frown deepened. ”Top-ten level? So, not even in the top ten?”

Unimpressive. Truly unimpressive. Ye Chen disliked fighting without gain. His Heavenly Emperor heir title drew too much attention. If a top-ten prodigy challenged him, heʼd fight to showcase his strength and earn peace. But this Chen Lingxiao wasnʼt even that. Killing him wouldnʼt earn recognition, making the fight pointless. Heʼd give him a beating and let him go, since he hadnʼt spouted nonsense.

Ye Chenʼs disappointment was palpable, noticed by all. Chen Lingxiao, the mighty Star River King Body, was furious at being so belittled, even by the Heavenly Emperorʼs heir.

Just then, Fan Qinghe floated to Ye Chenʼs side, her perfect figure radiating Yin-Yang Qi and battle intent. Ye Chen was slightly surprised.

She smiled charmingly. ”Iʼm the Holy Sonʼs woman. Naturally, I stand with him, in life or death!”

Ye Chen grinned, his gaze softening. True or not, her words warmed him. Despite his apparent disadvantage, Fan Qinghe stood by him without hesitation, clear for all to see.

Chen Lingxiaoʼs eyes gleamed with admiration as he gazed at Fan Qinghe, her honeyed skin radiating a wild, sweet allure. Even in Central Continent, such a captivating woman was rare, especially with her primordial yin intact. No wonder Ye Chen came to the Heavenly Desire Sect. His anger faded, and he smiled. ”Fairy, once I crush this man, Iʼll take you to the Central Continent to see its splendors. Iʼll even reserve a spot for you in the Immortal Realm!”

Ye Chen, who hadnʼt taken him seriously, sighed.

The onlookers from the Great Yan Continent perked up. Everyone knew you could insult Holy Son Ye, and his magnanimity might spare you. But coveting his woman? This battle would now be a fight to the death.