Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 700: Regret, Deep Regret!

Under countless watching eyes, Ye Chen, momentarily distracted by the clash of Great Saints above, sensed the change and whipped his head around. He saw Lu Ya inside the array, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd already unleashed.

A strange sealing force ignored his flesh completely and bore down directly on his primordial spirit and dantian. It sought to lock both away utterly. The power was profound and insidious. It bypassed all defenses—impossible to guard against.

Yet Ye Chen's expression remained calm. His body trembled ever so slightly. Endless bloodline power roared to life, shattering the suppression in an instant. Without pause, he continued refining the wailing Holy Prince in his left hand. With his right, he activated the Indestructible Scripture, reached out, and caught the incoming Immortal-Slaying Blade bare-handed.

The scene left Lu Ya's face drained of color. Why wasn't Ye Chen sealed? The gourd was never meant for direct confrontation—its strength lay in absolute sharpness and the seal first, the strike second. It had never failed before. And now, under the stunned gazes of tens of thousands, Ye Chen simply closed his fingers around the streaking blade. The Immortal-Slaying Blade thrashed violently. A massive gash split open across Ye Chen's palm. A few drops of blood trickled down.

Prince Lu Ya's eyes bulged until they threatened to burst. He caught the Immortal-Slaying Blade with his bare hand? His hand wasn't severed—only a cut? Are you kidding me?

At this moment, Prince Lu Ya completely panicked. Ye Chen himself raised a brow in mild surprise. He was actually wounded? A curse of "no healing" lingered at the gash. His physique was truly heaven-defying. The Holy Prince's body had been strong enough, hadn't it? Yet in front of him, it wasn't even qualified to carry his shoes. This Immortal-Slaying Gourd actually had some real bite. Still, the Indestructible Scripture could suppress any no-healing curse. Combined with his monstrous natural recovery, he didn't even need the Healing Secret or the True Phoenix Treasure Technique. The wound sealed itself in the blink of an eye.

Ye Chen's interest in the gourd deepened. It had some real stuff. The Armament Secret surged. A strange power instantly flooded into the blade's core. The Immortal-Slaying Blade, which had been thrashing wildly in his palm, desperate to return to Lu Ya, instantly fell still.

Ye Chen's lips curved into a smile. His gaze swept across the sky battlefield. Four people had rushed in all at once.

Lu Ya had dared to ambush him—his fate was sealed.

The tri-colored Little Peacock King radiated thick origin essence; he would be a fine harvest. As for Luo Bingling—she had already engaged the Little Peacock King, keeping him occupied. Though Ye Chen knew full well she only feared losing all chance at the Dao Cauldron if he died. Still, charging in fearlessly like this to help him. He accepted the favor. He could treat Luo Bingling a little better from now on. But the one who truly shocked Ye Chen was that five-thousand-times beauty, Yao Yuezhi! She had come too. To kill him?

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Ye Chen narrowed his eyes in speculation. Then he saw the delicate, willow-like girl raise a hand. Brilliant divine light blossomed like petals, ethereal and breathtaking. It slammed down toward Lu Ya with overwhelming force.

While attacking, she even explained with an apologetic, gentle voice, "Prince Lu Ya, Fellow Daoist Ye once spared my brother. He bears great kindness toward our Heavenly Demon clan. I cannot stand by and watch him be besieged! I mean no offense! But if you are willing to cease and leave, I will stop at once!"

Ye Chen's smile widened the instant he heard those words.

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Whether it was Ye Chen catching the Immortal-Slaying Blade bare-handed, or Yao Yuezhi suddenly turning on Prince Lu Ya, or Luo Bingling clashing with the Little Peacock King, everything happened in the space of a single heartbeat.

The entire Endless Sea exploded into uproar. But the most astonishing sight of all was still Ye Chen. Terrifying beyond belief. The sealing power of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd hadn't affected him in the slightest. He had even blocked the blade itself with his flesh, suffering only a shallow cut. That was a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon! Had the Heavenly Emperor's heir truly reached a realm with no weaknesses?

Everyone was lost in stunned admiration. Yet beneath that admiration. Countless male cultivators stared at Ye Chen with unconcealed envy. As the Heavenly Emperor heir, he was the born enemy of nearly all the myriad races. Yet in this situation, two supreme beauties from the myriad races had, without hesitation, stood firmly on his side. That charm was simply too devastating.

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Under the gaze of the masses, Ye Chen did not rush to attack. He calmly continued erasing the Holy Prince in his grasp.

Moments later, amidst the Holy Prince's final roars of unwillingness, despair, and fury, everything fell silent. The Holy Prince, unsealed after tens of thousands of years, had ended his journey on the path to immortality mere moments after beginning it.

Ye Chen summoned the Dragon-Subduing Yellow Spring Diagram. He tossed both the soul and origin of the Holy Prince into the yellow springs to be refined. Only then did he turn his tranquil gaze toward Prince Lu Ya and the Little Peacock King. The killing intent he fixed on Lu Ya was noticeably deeper.

No wonder. He had acted for three full days—three days of flawless performance. Yet because of this idiot's sneak attack, he had been forced to take a full-powered strike from a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon head-on. Just look at the reverence and awe on everyone's faces. All his exquisite acting had gone to waste.

From now on, far fewer people would dare come deliver their heads. And the one who had ruined everything was Lu Ya. This bird absolutely could not be allowed to live!

With that thought, Ye Chen exploded forward, murder blazing. The Movement Secret pushed to its limit, combined with the profound spatial comprehension gained from the Minor Space Technique, his speed now resembled living lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Lu Ya.

Lu Ya had already been panicking the moment he lost his connection to the Immortal-Slaying Blade. In that instant, he understood—Ye Chen possessed the Armament Secret. The Armament Secret was one of the most famous of the Nine Secrets. It allowed one to wield weapons of far higher realms in advance. To adapt to them at a terrifying speed. And most critically, once the enemy's weapon was seized, it could effortlessly erase the original brand and claim it as one's own.

In other words, practitioners of the Armament Secret were the natural nemesis of all flying treasures. A single moment of carelessness, and the weapon would be stolen. If he had known, he would never have used the Immortal-Slaying Gourd against Ye Chen. He would never have foolishly charged into the battlefield. Alas, there was no medicine for regret in this world.