Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 666: Lan Nuoʼs Too Grateful!

”No need for kids…” Ye Chen said.

Lan Nuoʼs critical hit proved she was a good girl. But her gratitude—offering kids—was unexpected. Too grateful.

Ye Chen had no such plans. In his past life, he didnʼt want kids; in this one, with near-immortality, even less. Only Senior An was hard to refuse. Others? No chance. He politely declined Lan Nuoʼs gesture. She dropped her facade, smiling, her small canine teeth making her jade-carved face adorably charming.

Ye Chen liked her, she thought. Even when she offered multiple kids, he refused, fearing for her vitality. Lan Nuo, ever grateful, knew her clan lacked treasures to repay him. This was her only way. Her secrecy had selfish motives. If their bond was public, Ye Chenʼs praise wouldnʼt be believed. Hidden, his strength amplified hers. But with no kids now, she felt uneasy without reciprocating.

After thinking, she whispered, ”Since you donʼt want that, letʼs dual cultivate. Iʼll expel it after…”

Ye Chenʼs lips twitched. Gratitude was good, but this was excessive. Would it work? No way.

Yan Qingcheng had the highest multiplier, likely due to guilt over his fake heir status, triggering critical hits. But she and Heavenly Emperor Hall were elusive, not daily gifting targets.

Below her, Lan Nuo and the fiancée had the highest multipliers. One in Great Yan State, one in Central Continent. Both essential. So, no. He refused.

Lan Nuo sighed inwardly. He valued her too much. Preserving her primal yin helped cultivation slightly, but not much. Yet he wouldnʼt let her suffer any loss.

His love was deep. But she had to give something back, or sheʼd feel too guilty. Inexperienced, she thought, then said earnestly, ”Then… letʼs kiss!”

Ye Chenʼs lips twitched. Her innocence was touching. His fiancée wouldʼve already jumped him, maybe offering osmanthus spirit liquid. Lan Nuo? Just a kiss. It reminded him of his first love, when a kiss thrilled him, unlike his later nonchalance. Reliving that purity wasnʼt bad.

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Sighing, as if helpless, he said, ”If you insist, fine. But donʼt let it affect your cultivation.”

Lan Nuoʼs eyes sparkled. He loved her so much. Agreeing to a kiss was likely to avoid hurting her feelings. Her heart pounded as she closed her eyes, waiting. But after a long pause, no Ye Chen. Opening her eyes, confused, she saw him standing, eyes shut.

Lan Nuoʼs face flushed, but she understood instantly. Ye Chen was letting her set the pace—a sign of respect. She pursed her lips, steeling herself, stepped forward, and stood before him. Tiptoeing, she leaned up and kissed him…

The moment their lips met, a thrilling jolt surged. Panicked, she started to pull back. But Ye Chenʼs arms encircled her waist. Her eyes widened, face crimson. Because Ye Chenʼs tongue…

After a while, dizzy, Lan Nuo trembled! His hands, out of control.

This…

She felt boneless, soft in his embrace.

Eventually, Ye Chen pulled back, apologetic. ”Sorry, Fairy Lan. I got carried away, offending you! Itʼs all my fault…”

He sighed inwardly. Youth was just for memories. He wasnʼt pure anymore. Tongue and hands acted on instinct. But he savored it. Heʼd been narrow-minded before. Big had its charm, but small had its finesse. That sense of total control was uniquely delightful.

Lan Nuo, blushing, stepped back, silent, shaking her head. She didnʼt blame him. His loss of control proved his genuine affection. Yet he stopped at the critical moment. How could she blame him?

Seeing a trace of loss in his eyes, she stepped forward. ”Fellow Daoist Ye, I donʼt mind. Do you want more?”

Tiptoeing, face flushed, she closed her eyes. That pure yet alluring vibe rivaled his first sight of the Little Demoness.

Ye Chen couldnʼt resist, leaning in, savoring earnestly. Soon, his hands gained a mind of their own again…

…

Seven days passed.

Since his cultivation speed was fast, Ye Chen wanted Lan Nuo to keep up. In spare moments, he earnestly shared Minor Space Technique insights, helping her advance quickly. He also gave her control over the array. Sheʼd occasionally make it rumble, signaling a fight, not something else. After a lecture, he asked, ”Fairy Lan, got it?”

She nodded eagerly, gazing at him in awe. Ye Chen was incredible. Mastering the Minor Space Technique fragment so quickly. She couldnʼt compare. Yet he willingly played her foil. Her gaze on him grew warmer.

”Whatʼs up?” he asked, curious.

She said seriously, ”Fellow Daoist Ye, youʼve talked so long, your mouth looks dry…”

He blinked. Dry mouth? A Mahayana powerhouse, dry-mouthed? But then, Lan Nuo leaned in. Doubts vanished. His mouth was dry…