Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 623: You've Successfully Caught My Attention!

The instant Ye Chen uttered those words, pure joy exploded across the faces of the female cultivators without any restraint. Who exactly was Ye Chen? And his cultivation base? Heir to the Heavenly Emperor, a genius at the First Heaven of the Mahayana Stage who could slay a Second Heaven Holy Master. A lecture from someone like that was a lavish banquet for all cultivators. Any enlightenment from it guaranteed massive breakthroughs.

All doubts vanished from the female cultivators who once hesitated about Ye Chen for assorted reasons. Some now felt he outdid even the Heavenly Intention Holy Son. After all, that Holy Son acted so arrogantly, ignoring female cultivators with weaker cultivation and making them pine from a distance.

Yet the Fourth Holy Son? Far superior to the Heavenly Intention Holy Son in every way, and remarkably kind too. Above all, his generosity shone through, handing out priceless treasures freely. How could anyone not adore such a Fourth Holy Son?

Before, whispers labeled women attaching themselves to Ye Chen as shameless with no drive. Real female geniuses stayed proud, refusing to share a husband. But those judgments faded now—they got it completely. For they themselves wanted the same.

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Satisfied with the impact of his speech, Ye Chen invoked the Secret of the Word of Travel and vanished with elegant poise.

Lan Feifei gazed at his fading silhouette, her expression turning more intricate by the second. She expected the Fourth Holy Son to say more to her. What if he expressed affection or asked her to be his Dao companion? How should she reply? Would Holy Maiden Yi Qingwu get angry upon hearing? Did the Fourth Holy Son fancy boys, girls, or maybe both?

Yet Ye Chen remained silent. Not even a final look her way before he left. This stirred chaos in Lan Feifei's heart, torn between expectation and uncertainty. What was the Fourth Holy Son's intention? Did he harbor daring desires for her? Was he teasing her on purpose? If yes, it worked perfectly—she was hooked completely.

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In the meantime, Ye Chen headed back to his cave abode showing no hesitation. Spotting Yi Qingwu, he noticed the subtle aroma of osmanthus spirit liquid still clinging to her. His fingers itched to taste it right away, yet he held back. Ye Chen understood his duties and refused to interrupt his fiancée's refining or her cultivation session.

Taking a deep whiff, he dove back into his intense training. Once the system cooldown finished, Ye Chen exited his cave abode. His sharp perception picked up hundreds of cultivators clustered midway up Holy Maiden Peak.

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What a crowd! Ye Chen felt delighted. However, scanning the group, his eyebrows knit faintly. Why were males present? Didn't he make it crystal clear?

On the mountainside, Heavenly Intention Holy Land cultivators brimmed with excitement. Female ones dressed in dazzling colors, males buzzing to see Ye Chen show up. Word of last week's happenings had spread across the whole Holy Land. The Fourth Holy Son lectured female disciples personally, boosting their cultivation. One even advanced a small realm that same evening.

Even more shocking was Ye Chen's lavish giving. Fresh in Heavenly Intention Holy Land, he bestowed a Blue Crystal Divine Stone and Lesser Vehicle Holy Water on a female disciple. Unbelievable. Rumors said he eyed Lan Feifei, but few bought it. Even as a playboy, would he chase others with his Holy Maiden secluded? Plus, all knew his deep love for Holy Maiden Yi Qingwu, braving dangers to claim her as Dao companion. That would just push her away. No chance.

In reality, Ye Chen aimed to blend into Heavenly Intention Holy Land for Yi Qingwu, winning over the masses. Hence the teachings and generous presents. It all clicked. His fame for open-handedness was legendary: at Ascension Peak, he supposedly showered disciples with millions in top-grade spirit stones worth of treasures, plus immortal scriptures. Once dismissed as hype, those stories rang true after Lan Feifei's haul. Resentment over the Heavenly Intention Holy Son's death by Ye Chen's hand evaporated. Everyone hungered for gains.

So hundreds of disciples flocked for Ye Chen's lecture, seeking wisdom—or maybe his favor for bigger prizes. They held their breath in wait. Ye Chen's arrival hushed the throng instantly.

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Ye Chen gazed upon the lively, multicolored spectacle unfolding before him, giving a nod of approval. Dozens of male cultivators marred the view, yet the relentless system alerts echoing in his mind lifted his spirits. The might of Heavenly Intention Holy Land proved truly formidable.

Within the group of female cultivators, eight possessed potential surpassing a thousandfold. One rivaled Lan Feifei in prowess, boasting fifteen hundredfold potential—a mesmerizing, seductive beauty at the early Unity Stage.

Ideal moment indeed. At the Mahayana Stage, Ye Chen owned scant gifts apt for Deity Transformation Stage experts, their worth merely average. For Unity Stage practitioners, however, his reserves abounded. He could bestow items, reap returns, and maybe present a worthy prospect to his master.

Positioned amid the throng, Ye Chen emanated an air of deep magnetism, divine glow swirling about him. Following a comprehensive scan, he commenced, methodically divulging his cultivation wisdom.

Thirty minutes passed before he halted. Cultivators across all realms gained profound enlightenments. To them, Ye Chen's utterances blossomed like sacred lotuses, his grasp infinitely surpassing theirs. Every line gleamed as a priceless jewel.

Nevertheless, the discourse failed to quench their thirst—it ignited fiercer longing among the female cultivators. Ye Chen remained steadfast. The session concluded. He granted three opportunities for queries. Hands thrust skyward immediately, particularly from those eager for tailored counsel.

Brushing aside the desperately flailing male disciples, Ye Chen selected a female cultivator exceeding thousandfold potential with effortless fairness, her exceptional attributes gleaming vividly.