Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 641: Tormenting Wait!

Within the secluded realm, eleven immortal roots pulsed with resplendent light. Above, celestial artifacts in orbit, chief among them the Dao Cauldron, radiating profound truths of the Dao. At the heart of the Star Pool, gentle ripples disturbed the water, peach blossoms meandering with the currents.

Submerged within the pool, Ye Chen, now bearing the title of rebellious disciple, observed his master. A solitary tear traced a path down Gu Yunyun's cheek.

Ye Chen remained still, tenderly caressing her tear away, their gazes locked. A cascade of memories surged through his mind.

Gu Yunyun, her heart a mixture of elation and sorrow, averted her eyes shyly under his intense stare. Noticing his introspection, she instinctively bit her lip, a silent battle between her desire to speak and her bashfulness.

Back on Green Cloud Peak, she had frequently overheard the sounds of Ye Chen's cultivation. She had attempted to use it as a means to temper her own spirit, yet found herself unsuccessful. On occasion, the spiritual spring from the peak would carry the delicate fragrance of peach blossoms.

Now, experiencing it firsthand, a contented sigh escaped her. She waited with patient anticipation. Yet, after an extended period, Ye Chen remained lost in his thoughts. Feeling a sense of playful teasing, she nipped him.

Ye Chen jolted back to awareness, his eyes catching a delicate peach petal nestled in her hair, and a smile played on his lips. His master's patience had reached its limit. Abandoning his gentle demeanor, he enacted his intent…

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Within the precincts of the Sword Sect, the persistent annoyance known as Dugu Sheng had finally departed, bringing a sense of relief to Luo Bingling. Considering her outsider status, her continued presence was irregular. However, Ye Chen's exceptional standing precluded the sect from formally ousting her. Day after day, she dedicated herself to cultivation or idled near Gu Yunyun's cave dwelling. She even deliberately triggered the protective arrays, a silent plea for Ye Chen to hasten his actions. Yet, no response was forthcoming.

A growing frustration afflicted Luo Bingling. What occupied Ye Chen's attention for so long? The spiritual Qi of Great Yan was demonstrably inferior to that of the Central Continent. The Sword Sect, possessing but a single Saint, was even more lacking. For the War God Clan, situated at the Mahayana stage, the progression of their cultivation had decelerated dramatically. Here, the pace was even more glacial. This protracted wait had become a form of torment.

One week elapsed…

Half a month passed…

A full month transpired…

One and a half months elapsed…

Her gaze grew vacant. The situation was utterly incomprehensible to her. What exactly was Ye Chen engaged in? Why the protracted delay? Did the Space Divine Stone hold no significance for him?

A strong impulse to depart seized her. Remaining in Great Yan represented a significant squandering of her cultivation time. Yet, she found herself unable to leave. The Dao Cauldron might very well be in Ye Chen's possession. Should she manage to acquire it, it held the potential to rectify her sluggish cultivation. She could even surpass that divine son, who was currently sealed within divine source, only to be revived and usurp her spotlight.

A darkness descended upon her eyes. This particular epoch should have rightfully belonged to her. She was, without question, the most gifted individual. However, that divine son had stripped her of everything, compelling her to this backwater region and forcing her to debase herself amongst mere mortals. Given the slightest opportunity, her first act would be to eliminate him. He had been unable to triumph in his own era, so now he sought to pillage the potential of the present generation? Utterly despicable, may he perish! And as for Ye Chen, who subjected her to such an agonizing wait, he too deserved to die! All of them were destined to perish!

Two months of torment and incandescent rage elapsed. One day, while deeply engrossed in cultivation, Luo Bingling's eyes snapped open, her toned waist and radiant navel emitting a soft glow. She perceived Ye Chen's aura drawing nearer. That wretch, who had prolonged her agony, was finally emerging! Without a moment's hesitation, she propelled herself towards Gu Yunyun's cave.

Ye Chen, his hand clasped with his master's, emerged from the cave. Following two months within the confined space, Gu Yunyun's cool, innate beauty had acquired a new layer of mature charm. The extended duration spent within the small world was a deliberate act of care on Ye Chen's part, cognisant of her aversion to large gatherings and his desire to cherish their shared moments.

Their intense intimacy was not sustained uninterruptedly for the entire two months. During moments of respite, Ye Chen imparted the Sword Grass Treasure Technique to her, generously sharing his profound insights. He bestowed upon her immortal Qi, potent divine pills—every advantage at his disposal. He even engaged in his own cultivation, utilizing the Dao Cauldron, and achieved advancement to the late stage of First Heaven.

Now, after the passage of two months, having fully savored his master's exquisite beauty, she was prepared to enter a period of seclusion for her breakthrough. It was incumbent upon him to depart. Standing at the threshold of the cave, yearning to convey further sentiments to her, he detected a rapidly approaching presence.

Luo Bingling materialized before them. "Fellow Daoist Ye, have you concluded? Let us depart!"

Her gaze swept over them, lingering pointedly on Gu Yunyun. Her advanced cultivation allowed her to perceive that Gu Yunyun's primordial yin was no longer intact, a stark contrast to their previous encounter. This realization further fueled her contempt for Ye Chen.

Two months dedicated to this? Was it truly that enjoyable? A squandering of two invaluable months when he could have been enhancing his own power? What could possibly be more paramount than the pursuit of greater strength?

Though she found his motivations inscrutable, her disdain for him intensified. Were it not for his innate talent, she would not have deigned to spare him even a passing glance.

Ye Chen, his current engagement abruptly halted, directed a look towards her. His immediate inclination was to outright refuse this intrusive outsider. She had proclaimed an extreme urgency, yet had subsequently waited for two entire months. Was her urgency genuine, or a mere facade? It presented a peculiar paradox, akin to Schrödinger's urgency. Any discerning individual could perceive the inherent inconsistency.

Logically, possessing this awareness, he should decline her invitation. However, after a brief period of contemplation, he articulated his response: "I cannot accompany you at this moment. I must first return to the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, and thereafter, proceed to the Central Continent!"

"What?"

Luo Bingling's abdominal muscles tensed involuntarily, a manifestation of her mounting frustration. "I waited two months, and now you intend to visit the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land? Urgent, urgent, urgent…" The words remained unspoken as she longed to press him further.

Ye Chen met her gaze. "If Fellow Daoist Luo finds herself in a rush, you are welcome to proceed alone."

She fell silent. After enduring a two-month wait, there was no conceivable way she would relinquish her objective now.A frigid grin danced across Ye Chen's features as his gaze fell upon the departing figure. With a final, earnest farewell to his master, he pledged his swift reappearance. Gu Yunyun, witnessing his evident zeal and remembering his audacious requests from the past two months, couldn't help but purse her lips and chide, "Mischievous disciple!"