Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 559: Asura Field

Entering the array, Yi Qingwu saw Ye Chen lounging like a wealthy landlord in the void. The barefoot woman sat primly.

Yi Qingwuʼs eyes narrowed, a chill radiating from her. Ye Chen, deeply engrossed, only now noticed her, startled. Trouble. After years of navigating the systemʼs demands, was this the fabled Asura Field? What now? Say, ”You came at the right time”?

But Yi Qingwu, his proud fiancée—no, widow-to-be—never looked at others kindly. She wouldnʼt say, ”Seems I came at a bad time.” And the two women clearly disliked each other—one called the other shady and entangled, the other deemed her barefoot and improper.

Ye Chen pondered briefly, then closed his eyes, pretending not to see. He couldnʼt exactly pull Su Yuxuan away now, so ignorance was best.

Su Yuxuan, sensing the intrusion, maintained her poised stance but glanced at Yi Qingwu, smirking. She upped her effort, her gaze signaling: Weʼre busy, go away, talk later.

Yi Qingwu stood, taking it all in. She softened her icy gaze, smiling gently, warming the array like spring. Then, with her perfect legs, she approached Ye Chen. He raised an eyebrow, eyes still closed. This wasnʼt her usual script. Heʼd expected her to leave, wait outside, or toss a haughty jab. Why was she coming closer? What was she up to?

Su Yuxuan thought sheʼd scared Yi Qingwu off, but her rhythm faltered as Yi Qingwu advanced. Still, being the little demoness, she didnʼt stop, staring at Yi Qingwu, trying to embarrass her. Her eyes conveyed: Itʼs mine. Why are you here?

But Yi Qingwu, head high, met her gaze with a scornful smile. Su Yuxuanʼs heart jolted. Was this woman really going to pull her off? At the Unity realm, Yi Qingwu might outmatch her.

Yet, Yi Qingwu didnʼt touch her. Instead, she adjusted her skirt and sat in a suitable spot, facing Su Yuxuan. The two sat opposite each other. Su Yuxuan squinted, feeling a true rival for the first time. Yi Qingwuʼs lips curved slightly. With your petty tricks, you think you can compete with me?

Ye Chen, utterly bewildered, remained so. He saw nothing, nor did he care to. The situation had veered far from his expectations. He could only sigh—both the Little Demoness and the fiancée were extraordinary women. Content to focus on his own matters, he savored the sweet osmanthus spiritual honey.

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In a place he couldnʼt see, undercurrents stirred. The two women sat facing each other, sizing each other up. Yi Qingwuʼs smile grew wider. Even the Little Demoness, Su Yuxuan, had to admit—up close, this ”improper” woman was flawless.

From top to bottom, no imperfections—perfectly proportioned, a divine creation. No wonder Ye Chen was willing to lurk nearby. Su Yuxuan had figured it out. Ye Chenʼs swift arrival wasnʼt some telepathic bond—sheʼd glimpsed the outside while feigning unconsciousness. He was already nearby, likely for Yi Qingwu.

Despite some disparities, Su Yuxuan wasnʼt insecure or flustered. Sure, Ye Chen was a notorious flirt, but he didnʼt love one and forget another. Her injuries genuinely pained him; he gave techniques and origins without hesitation. No matter how perfect Yi Qingwu was, he wouldnʼt abandon her. Plus, her feet were unmatched.

Ye Chen had just promised to craft her a white spiritual silk artifact back at the Holy Land. So, despite Yi Qingwuʼs perfection, Su Yuxuan had her edge. Her expression stayed proud, undaunted despite her slightly weaker cultivation and presence.

Yi Qingwu noticed Su Yuxuanʼs feet—stunning, yes, but she smirked dismissively. Pretty feet? Who cared? Her melodious voice rang out, ”I heard that soul wanted to save Ying Tianshengʼs origin for you, but Ye Chen gave it to me instead… Sorry about that.”

Her words dripped with insincere apology.

Su Yuxuanʼs lips curved. ”No way around it. Senior Brother said Ying Tianshengʼs origin was too impure, bad for my cultivation. So he let me absorb his own instead. See how drained he looks? All because of me.”

Yi Qingwuʼs eyes widened. Sheʼd assumed Ye Chen used the five dead Supreme Eldersʼ origins from her holy land for Su Yuxuanʼs recovery. But his own origin? Sheʼd lost this round.

Annoyed, she pressed downward, punishing Ye Chen. Then, smirking, she countered, ”The Devouring Heaven Demon Art purifies impurities. Ye Chen was just coaxing you. For me, he… um… sacrificed so much…”

Adjusting her breath, she pressed on, reclaiming the upper hand.

Su Yuxuan laughed lightly. ”Oh, Senior Brotherʼs a great guy. Back then, at Foundation Establishment, he faced a Golden Core powerhouse for me, spitting blood but never retreating, guarding me fiercely.”

”He spent millions of top-grade spirit stones to buy Moon Laurel Tree fragments for my cultivation.”

”When I wanted a pupil technique, he didnʼt hesitate to pluck out his eyes for me.”

Yi Qingwu trembled, her lips curling into a mocking sneer. Pluck his eyes? Those were Heavy Pupils—Ye Chen would be mad to give them up. Why not claim he gave you his heart or Golden Core next? Ridiculous.

Done with Su Yuxuanʼs exaggerations, Yi Qingwu saw no point in arguing. They werenʼt on the same level. Su Yuxuanʼs presence here was merely Ye Chenʼs sentimental indecision. Seeing him relax, Yi Qingwu said sharply, ”Move. Itʼs my turn now…”