Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 618: Yi Qingwu Sets the Rules!

"No need, really no need…" Feng Baiyu's urgent transmission rang in Ye Chen's mind. Entering the Heavenly Intention Holy Land was too risky. A prodigy like Ye Chen shouldn't take such chances.

The others understood the weight of Ye Chen's words, their expressions varied.

The Heavenly Intention Holy Master frowned, glancing at Ye Chen. Something was definitely off between him and Yi Qingwu. Yi Qingwu, aware of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, likely suspected foul play in her father's death. After the Heavenly Intention Holy Son's fall, despite knowing something was amiss, they didn't pursue it. Another prodigy dead—would they kill Yi Qingwu too?

Given Ye Chen's evident devotion, if he ascended to immortality, Heavenly Intention might secure one or two immortal quotas. No need for petty suspicions. Besides, if something happened to Ye Chen in Heavenly Intention, it'd cause trouble.

The Heavenly Intention Holy Master waved generously. "The cultivation world doesn't do hostages. You don't need to come to Heavenly Intention. I'm open to cooperation. As for Qingwu and Ye Chen's marriage, let the young ones decide."

He offered Ye Chen an out. Truthfully, he'd panic if asked to enter Heavenly Evolution Holy Land.

But Ye Chen ignored the escape and Feng Baiyu's transmission, resolute. "I'm here now. I must go. I want to see where Qingwu grew up and clear up our misunderstandings."

His persistence left the Heavenly Intention Holy Master speechless.

Feng Baiyu, seeing Ye Chen's determination, figured he wasn't foolish. If he dared go, he had a plan. Let him be.

Yi Qingwu, warmed by Ye Chen's resolve to unite with her, felt her heart surge, as if something might burst forth. Even her symbols in the spirit sense seemed to pulse, yearning. Spending time with Ye Chen might ease it. But Heavenly Intention was dangerous for him—many elders had fallen to Heavenly Evolution, tied to Ye Chen. Friends, kin, or disciples might seek revenge.

Her voice turned cold. "No need. I don't want to see you. I'm heading to Great Shang Immortal City soon. You'd better not cross my path."

Ye Chen's heart leaped. A private meeting elsewhere, huh? All the more reason to go. It'd move her, amplifying his next gift's rewards.

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Danger? With immortal artifacts and the quasi-immortal Fusang Divine Tree in his inner world, Ye Chen felt as safe as home.

"I must go," he said firmly, voice concise.

With Ye Chen's unwavering resolve, he followed Yi Qingwu to Heavenly Intention Holy Land, heedless of the risks. His devotion, braving danger to become her partner, filled her with sweetness. Yet, beneath the warmth, she felt a heavy responsibility. She had to protect him, ensuring no harm came to him in Heavenly Intention.

The Heavenly Intention Holy Master and elders struggled to maintain composure, glancing at Feng Baiyu with complex expressions. "Is your Fourth Holy Son always this… reckless with women?" they asked. Entering a former enemy's territory, at their mercy, for a woman? No sane cultivator would do it. Yet Ye Chen did.

Feng Baiyu sighed, watching Ye Chen's back. "Always has been."

The Heavenly Intention Holy Master's confidence in Ye Chen's ascension waned. If enemies used women to trap or seduce him, he'd be doomed. How could someone so flawed possess such heaven-defying talent and strength? The heavens were unfair.

Still, he issued a stern order: past grudges were set aside; no one was to provoke Ye Chen. Though some elders harbored resentment, they swallowed it to avoid jeopardizing their holy land's plans.

The other elders hesitated, but as Feng Baiyu left, they dispersed. Ye Chen, under gazes of awe, hostility, and killing intent, entered Heavenly Intention Holy Land for the first time. Compared to Heavenly Evolution's vibrancy, Heavenly Intention was sterner, yet its immortal aura was no less grand. Unfazed by the danger, Ye Chen looked around curiously, occasionally asking questions like a carefree tourist.

Yi Qingwu found his nonchalance exasperating.

Flying past an immortal peak, several young disciples—talented and proud—glared at Ye Chen from the summit. They'd received orders not to provoke him, and lacked the courage to challenge a Mahayana cultivator who'd just crushed the Star River King Body. But the thought of their Holy Maiden being claimed by this former enemy as his partner stung deeply.

Noticing their stares, Ye Chen smirked, boldly taking Yi Qingwu's soft hand.

She froze, frowning. "Ye Chen, behave. This isn't Heavenly Evolution Holy Land or your harem peak!"

Ye Chen chuckled. Her words were firm, but her hand didn't pull away. With a gentle tug, he drew her into his arms. Under her stunned gaze and the disciples' gritted teeth, he kissed her—not a fleeting, poetic touch, but a deep, lingering one.

After a hundred breaths, he released her, satisfied, flashing a friendly smile at the fuming disciples, their fists clenched. Yi Qingwu was their untouchable divine maiden. If they had a chance to kiss her, they'd be gentle, fearing to hurt her. But Ye Chen's force left her lips slightly swollen, sparking both heartache and rage. If they could match him, they'd challenge him, demanding he be gentler.

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Yi Qingwu, softened by the kiss, her face flushed with a charm surpassing her usual grace, noticed the growing crowd. Fearing Ye Chen might incite a mob, she wiped her lips and snapped, "Ye Chen, you're too brazen! Come to my cave abode—I'll teach you Heavenly Intention's rules!"