Immortality Starts With Investment

As Ye Chen entered the hall, most Lan elders smiled warmly, nodding kindly. Only the two who had snorted earlier turned their heads away, pretending not to see him.

Ye Chen's potential was boundless—his future limitless. They dared not offend him. Yet thinking of treasures their clan might have claimed now likely falling to him filled them with irritation. But in the next moment, their heads froze.

After a simple greeting upon entry, Ye Chen did not seat himself directly. Instead, he waved his arm. Palm light flashed as streams shot forth, hovering steadily before each Lan elder.

At the same time, his clear voice rang through the hall, "During this visit to the Lan family, I have enjoyed the seniors' generous hospitality. This junior has nothing worthy to repay. I can only offer a few high-grade Extreme Dao weapons as modest gifts for the seniors. If the seniors have no use for them, no need to decline—keep them for the juniors."

High-grade Extreme Dao weapons?

In an instant, the Lan elders' eyes bulged. Gazes locked on the streams before them. Upon seeing clearly, they could no longer contain themselves—springing from their seats.

True Extreme Dao weapons. High-grade, no less.

Terrifying Extreme Dao pressure permeated, drawing collective gasps.

Among the elders present, several—even saints—wielded only mid-grade Extreme Dao weapons in daily use. The rarity of high-grade spoke for itself. Even those already possessing one—who would complain about more?

Recalling their own past hardships—risking life and limb for materials, pouring endless effort. Then, seeing these high-grade weapons gifted so casually, shock crashed through them like raging waves, lingering unabated. For high-grade Extreme Dao weapons were truly too precious.

"This is far too valuable..."

"Nephew, no need for such courtesy!"

"I've long seen you as family!"

"Oi, look at you..."

"..."

They spoke up one after another, smiles blooming as they demurred. The two who had earlier looked askance at Ye Chen now grinned like blooming chrysanthemums. Their eyes brimmed with approval and admiration.

Ye Chen proved courteous and measured. Their prior worries had been needless. Given this bearing, even if he ascended via Nirvana Sacred Liquid, he would never forget his roots—or abandon their Nuonuo.

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Thus, the Nirvana Sacred Liquid rightfully belonged to him. They didn't say this because of the weapons received. Value mattered little—it was Ye Chen's attitude. And his attitude had earned their full approval.

"Nephew, you already gifted me one before. I absolutely cannot accept another this time."

The Lan elder who had spoken for Ye Chen earlier rose, shaking his head in gentle refusal.

Ye Chen's lips curved upward in a smile. With a light wave, the stream returned obediently to his hand. "This junior was thoughtless. Indeed, two offensive high-grade Extreme Dao weapons hold little meaning for senior..."

After all, not everyone matched Ye Chen's profound foundation—or wielded the Armament Secret to command multiple Extreme Dao weapons simultaneously. Extreme Dao weapons boasted immense power—but equally immense consumption. Ordinary cultivators could typically control only one at a time.

Seeing Ye Chen withdraw the stream, the elder felt a faint pang—yet deemed it proper. As Lan clansmen, they must uphold noble integrity. They could not be looked down upon—or let Nuonuo suffer the same.

In the next moment, however, his eyes bulged.

After retracting that stream of light, Ye Chen flipped his hand and unleashed another. "Two offensive high-grade Extreme Dao weapons are indeed somewhat redundant. Then allow this junior to gift the senior this flying vessel instead."

The words barely left his mouth when the Lan elders' eyeballs nearly popped out. The vessel's design was exquisite, radiating intense Extreme Dao pressure. A brief sense confirmed it too was high-grade.

Envy filled every gaze. For Mahayana cultivators, accumulating even one offensive high-grade Extreme Dao weapon demanded Herculean effort!

As for vessels, immortal robes, and such equipment—most made do with dao weapons. Many Mahayana spent their lives without a second Extreme Dao weapon. Wielding an Extreme Dao-grade flying vessel marked one as an absolute apex powerhouse in the cultivation world. Wherever they went, Mahayana female cultivators would glance sideways—even approach proactively, seeking "joint cultivation."

Ye Chen casually swapping high-grade Extreme Dao weapons left everyone reeling.

Just how many did he possess? How much had the ancient Heavenly Emperor plundered back then?

The refusing Lan elder was stunned as well. That wasn't what he meant. He had genuinely intended refusal.

"Nephew, that's not what I..."

"I truly care nothing for material possessions..."

"I'll accept this time—but only this once. Next time, absolutely not..."

"Yes, if you do this again, I'll be upset!"

His mouth protested, but his face couldn't hide the blooming smile. Inwardly, he already plotted: find free time soon, pilot this Extreme Dao vessel for a lap around Alkaid Holy Land. Let that woman who rejected him back then see clearly what opportunity she missed—make her regret it for life.

And that fellow from Northern Nether Holy Land—who flaunted his low-grade Extreme Dao vessel everywhere. Every auction encounter, he'd boast before crowds about acceleration, push-back sensation, and such nonsense. No one wanted to hear it—he prattled alone.

Next meeting, they must "discuss" properly how to pilot a vessel for true speed. And incidentally compare the low-grade versus the high-grade Extreme Dao vessels' differences!

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In short, after this display, the Lan elders gazed at Ye Chen like a beloved nephew. Their enthusiasm nearly spilled into asking when he planned to wed Lan Nuo.

Ye Chen felt no sting. He possessed high-grade Extreme Dao weapons like stars in the sky. Even gifting them all away.

A casual session with Luo Bingling would yield another eight thousand. No issue. No ulterior motive—just sincerely wishing to lower Extreme Dao weapon prices for the cultivation world's families.

After pleasantries, they finally broached the main topic.

"Ye Chen, next I must inform you of something. This news was meant for you three days ago—unrelated to the Extreme Dao weapons you just gifted."