Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 669: I Havenʼt Even Gotten on the Chariot!

Ye Chenʼs final words shook Lan Nuo. She knew sheʼd kissed the right man. Many could show off, but only he could perfectly boost othersʼ prestige. If not for all eyes on her, sheʼd chase him to check his ”dry lips” again.

Lan Clan members flew up, excited. ”Nuonuo, how was it? Did you really…?”

The entire Immortal Cityʼs cultivators perked up, craving firsthand news.

Lan Nuo shook her head, not answering, and said calmly, ”Fighting the Heavenly Emperorʼs heir gave me great gains. Iʼll seclude to break through to Third Heaven!”

She turned, drifting away.

Her silence fueled curiosity. Some guessed she was sparing Ye Chenʼs face. Others thought they traded wins; no need to speak. Regardless, the mysterious battle stirred excitement. Most believed Lan Nuo edged out.

Post-fight, Ye Chen headed to the Great Yan Continent, while Lan Nuo aimed for the Third Heaven. Clearly, she had the upper hand. Amid speculation, Lan Nuoʼs fame soared, becoming Central Continentʼs top prodigy. Her seclusion to reach Third Heaven—the first King among her peers—spoke volumes.

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Amid shocked discussions, Luo Bingling, fed up and wanting Ye Chen to hurry, gaped. She stared, dazed, at his departing chariot. What? He forgot her? Did he even fight?

Furious, her fists clenched. She stood, ready to challenge Lan Nuo. She didnʼt believe Lan Nuo could tie him. Ye Chen must fancy her. Sheʼd crush Lan Nuo, ruin her, to vent.

But as she surged toward the sky, a figure blocked her. ”Princess Luo, what are you doing?”

She glanced—a familiar prodigy from the Myriad Races. Sneering, she said, ”I donʼt believe she matched the Heavenly Emperorʼs heir! Iʼll crush her, expose Central Continentʼs human sham…”

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The prodigy, alarmed, urged, ”Donʼt! No prodigy jokes with fame. Lan Nuoʼs strength is real!”

Luo Bingling scoffed. Others wouldnʼt, but Ye Chen, with a beauty, had no limits. Heʼd touch a waist for months, let alone throw a fight.

Seeing her disbelief, the prodigy added, ”Even if true, donʼt challenge her. If sheʼs strong, fight Ye Chen directly. If not, beating her only offends him—pointless. Insult him indirectly, he wonʼt care. Even face-to-face, youʼd just get kicked, not killed. But harm his woman, and youʼre dead. Donʼt do it!”

Her logic cooled Luo Bingling. She wanted Ye Chenʼs favor, not his wrath. No need for foolish outbursts.

Calmer, the prodigy asked, ”You came with him, but he left. Will you join me to the Myriad Races Immortal City?”

Luo Bingling glanced at the prodigy, said nothing, and soared skyward. She chased Ye Chenʼs direction. Being forgotten was humiliating, infuriating. But with the Dao Cauldron in his hands, she had to endure. Sheʼd gift him the Yellow Spring Water. Then, like Su Yuxuan, use her feet. This combo would make him guilty, letting her take control…

Still, her anger burned. Mid-flight, she overheard cultivators praising her waist and absʼ allure. Without hesitation, her navel glowed, divine light bursting. The cultivators fell instantly.

Lan Clan Immortal City fell silent. No one dared stop her. Venting slightly, her mood eased, and she resumed chasing Ye Chen…

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On the chariot, Ye Chen mused about boosting Lan Nuoʼs prestige. Heʼd left his words half-said. Next chance, heʼd finish for greater effect. Heʼd kept this show-off line for himself. But Lan Nuoʼs contributions justified giving it to her. He had more.

Pleased, he pondered. Only long after leaving did he realize something. Glancing at the empty spot beside him, his lips twitched.

Oops. Too focused on Lan Nuoʼs spotlight, he forgot Luo Bingling. He missed her waist after holding it so long. But forgotten was forgotten—he wouldnʼt go back.

Compared to Lan Nuo, Luo Bingling was lackluster. Her waist was tempting, but multipliers mattered more. Better to part ways. This tripʼs haul was huge—he could break through and stay secluded until Third Heaven. With that, he sped up toward the Great Yan Continent.

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Behind, Luo Binglingʼs face darkened. Using her clanʼs top speed technique, she still couldnʼt catch him. Not a trace of Ye Chen. He was too fast. Helpless, she reached out. A massive hand, radiating Saintly might, scooped her up, chasing Ye Chen.

A week later, nearing Central Continentʼs edge, Ye Chen saw Luo Bingling ahead on a cloud, glaring, teeth gritted, waving him to stop. His eyes widened…