Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 679: Holy Prince!

Mahayana Second Heaven required balancing body, soul, and domain into a profound harmony, fostering deeper connections for endless vitality. Once achieved, the breakthrough was complete. This synergy granted a flawless aura, vastly boosting body, soul, and domain power.

At this stage, cultivators could instantly heal organs without healing arts, with surging vitality. Establishing this link was tough—ordinary cultivators took one to two years, even decades.

But Ye Chen, starting his breakthrough, grinned. Maybe his physique was too heaven-defying, or the Yellow Spring Waterʼs abundance. Building the trinity was effortless. He estimated half a month to reach Second Heaven!

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Ye Chen secluded, but his name echoed. Heʼd nearly wiped out this generationʼs human prodigies, plus some from the Myriad Races. Too invincible. His battle with Lan Nuo, outcome unknown, didnʼt dent his unmatched aura. Many believed heʼd claim this eraʼs immortal destiny.

Despite the Immortal Path teeming with ancient demons, past-generation prodigies, and revived antiques sealed in divine sources, Ye Chen was favored. This era, the last Immortal Path, saw many ancient beings emerge. Some Eighth Heaven existences held the eighth realm. Others spotted prodigies from other worlds, arriving at great cost.

Yet, Ye Chen was seen as the likeliest to ascend. Historically, 80% of Immortal Path ascensions were by current-generation prodigies. Past prodigies, however great, were often surpassed, suppressed by destinyʼs bias against those not of this era. Despite Ye Chenʼs modest cultivation, many saw his immortal potential. His fame drew both praise and enmity.

In the Immortal Pathʼs third realm, a golden-furred monkey, under five feet but robust, sat atop a divine peak. His casual movements held star-plucking might, his breaths warping the void, his body unimaginably strong. Beside him, a plain black iron staff radiated extreme killing intent.

No one dared approach the peak. Even Third Heaven Kings detoured, wary. This was the Holy Prince of the Victorious Fighting Ape Clan. His father, a quasi-immortal who failed ascension 100,000 years ago, foresaw a distant Immortal Path opening. His son, supremely gifted, surpassing him, had immortal potential. Post-Mahayana, he sealed him in the divine source at great cost. Now revived.

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”Holy Prince, Ye Chen left the Immortal Path and Central Continent, taking the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod…” a clan member reported.

The Holy Princeʼs eyes opened, golden light blazing, thunderous face exuding pressure. Without rising, the void around him twisted, as if the heavens couldnʼt contain his body. The Holy Prince spoke calmly: ”The Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod has always belonged to our clan. Send someone to the Central Continent. Have the Heavenly Emperorʼs heir return it, and Iʼll overlook his defiling our sacred relic. As for the Heavenly Emperorʼs past grudges with our clan, I donʼt care. This life, I only seek immortality.”

Even his calm words carried terrifying pressure, his gaze piercing. The clan member trembled, nodding. ”As you command, Holy Prince. But if Ye Chen refuses or bargains?”

The Holy Princeʼs expression stayed cold, eyes closing. His icy voice rang: ”I want it, he gives it. Not a negotiation—an order. If he refuses, Iʼll take it myself!”

Killing intent surged, his domineering aura rising like a king atop the clouds. The clan member, awed, bowed and left, confident in their prince. Ye Chen was terrifying—Heavy pupils, Scared body, Supreme heart. But their Holy Prince was worse.

Victorious Fighting Ape Clan, unmatched in close combat, could suppress same-realm holy bodies. Even the strongest holy body, the Heavenly Emperor, was nearly torn apart by their clanʼs prodigy. Plus, the Holy Prince awakened three divine abilities through atavism, mastered the clanʼs Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the eighth turn, and held a realm advantage. Killing Ye Chen? Easy.

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In the Myriad Races Immortal City, the Heavenly Demon Clanʼs palace.

Yao Yuekong sat in a corner, head low, meek—unlike his usual domineering air. Before him stood his powerful parents and a tall, graceful figure with arched willow brows, looking tearful and wronged beside them.

”Father, Mother, Brother sold me to the Heavenly Emperorʼs heir. I donʼt blame him. His life matters too! But that heirʼs reputation is vile, consorting with many female cultivators, even eldersʼ orphans and seniors. I fear heʼll ambush and abduct me, so I dare not go to the Immortal Path.

”With a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon, Iʼd feel safer. But our clan has only one, and Ancestor favors Brother, reserving it for his breakthrough. Itʼs fine. Brotherʼs frail. Without it, heʼd be suppressed again…

”I donʼt resent him using me to escape or taking the clanʼs only supreme Extreme Dao Weapon, nor being a girl whoʼll never get recognition despite my efforts. I only pity him…”

Hearing his sisterʼs familiar manipulative tone, Yao Yuekong, already guilty, twitched. Her tricks had stolen much from him since childhood.

Before his parents spoke, he conceded, ”My talentʼs lacking. The Extreme Dao Weaponʼs useless to me. Give it to Sister.”