Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 655: One Big Meal vs. Constant Feasts!

Luo Bingling cast an unusual glance at Ye Chen. Considering his novice status on the Immortal Path and the potential acceleration of his cultivation through the Dao Cauldron, it was plausible he hadn't paid close attention.

She elucidated patiently, "The Immortal Path's layout originates from the Jianmu Tree's roots and fragments, intertwined with the Heavenly Dao. Its interior undergoes shifts with every closure. Numerous legacies and ancient relics are repositioned, reappearing in locations most conducive to them. For instance, the Heavenly Demon Body you spared, who bartered his sister for survival—the tomb he stumbled upon belonged to a Saint."

Ye Chen acknowledged, a sense of understanding dawning. The Immortal Path possessed a remarkable intelligence.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, kindly release my waist, retract the chariot, and manifest your sword intent. Engage in a contest of intent with the shattered Extreme Dao Weapon, and should you prevail, the relic's gateway will yield..."

Luo Bingling displayed evident impatience. Ye Chen calmly nodded, relinquishing his grip on her firm waist. He disembarked from the Heavenly Emperor's chariot, storing it away. Approaching the dilapidated, almost formless Extreme Dao Weapon, he extended a finger, unleashing his sword intent.

Onlookers observed with surprise at his swordsmanship, their curiosity piqued about his potential success. Previously, a handful of fortunate cultivators had discovered this location. One sword cultivator attempted the challenge, nearly driven to madness by the overwhelming intent, unable to endure it—a testament to Sword Saint Kong Ke's formidable power.

However, to everyone's astonishment, no clash of intents transpired. As Ye Chen channeled his intent, the Extreme Dao Weapon disintegrated into fragments.

The very space convulsed, giving rise to a shimmering teleportation gate.

Luo Bingling's reaction was one of understanding rather than surprise. She had previously witnessed Ye Chen's swordsmanship, noting Dugu Sheng's inadequacy in comparison. Ye Chen's mastery of the sword was, in her estimation, unparalleled. This observation fortified her conviction in the efficacy of his Dao Cauldron.

Beyond accelerating cultivation, it amplified comprehension, akin to the effects of the Enlightenment Tea Tree. Under the collective gaze of numerous onlookers, they exchanged a knowing glance before stepping into the secret realm.

The astonished spectators murmured amongst themselves but held back. Ye Chen's ruthless combat prowess and Luo Bingling's fierce nature were intimidating. They resolved to await the aftermath, believing that with Ye Chen and Luo Bingling's discerning tastes, they could still claim the remnants.

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As the pair departed, the conversations among the crowd intensified. Finally emboldened, they spoke freely about the astonishing, one-sided battle. Ye Chen's feat of defeating six opponents had already become legendary; now, overcoming nine surpassed even that. Despite missing the initial opening of the Immortal Path, his presence was far more terrifying. His superior swordsmanship captivated them.

He was too monstrous. If not for the unique circumstances of this era's Immortal Path—a golden age teeming with past prodigies and resurrected beings—Ye Chen might have secured the immortal position. Beyond his formidable talent, his romantic entanglements garnered even more fervent discussion.

Possessing a talented or beautiful female relative or associate served as a shield against him. Crossing his path might be mitigated by such a connection, potentially even saving one's life. Debates even arose regarding which prodigies could potentially survive through a female relation.

"A true pity for the Feather Transformation Divine Body. Had Ye Chen encountered his mother, he might have spared him, perhaps even welcomed him as a brother!"

"Impossible! The Feather Transformation King of this era is still alive—a Saint King!"

"Hmph, Ye Chen dares to set his sights on Yan Ruyu, who is a Saint King herself, let alone the wife of a Saint King..."

"The Alkaid Holy Maiden, Alkaid Holy Son's fiancée, is also quite notable..."

"Mind your words—you are courting death!"

Unaware of the external discussions, Ye Chen proceeded. Had he been privy to them, he would have meticulously noted each detail. Upon entering the Sword Tomb with Luo Bingling, the spatial expanse was not particularly vast. This domain, originating from the cave heaven of Sword Saint Kong Ke, renowned for his peerless swordsmanship, was otherwise unremarkable.

Spanning several hundred square kilometers, they traversed the space, observing its entirety. Their journey led them to the central feature: a peak of black obsidian. This mountain, ten thousand meters tall and composed entirely of obsidian, was famously resilient, presenting a challenge even for Mahayana cultivators to damage.

Though valuable, Ye Chen showed little interest. The peak was heavily marked with sword scars, every inch bearing witness to Kong Ke's rigorous training. At its very center, upon a jade mat where Kong Ke presumably meditated, rested a thumb-sized, pale blue divine stone, emitting a radiant glow. Its ethereal blue light seemed to pierce through space, rendering the surrounding hundreds of cubic meters illusory.

The stone appeared to contain a multitude of shimmering worlds within. This was an illusion, a manifestation of materialized space rules. Only pre-cosmic creations or true immortals possessed the ability to condense rules in such a manner.

The stone held immeasurable value. Infusing it into one's dominion would facilitate a seamless transition to cave heaven, enabling an ascent to the third tier of Mahayana cultivation and the attainment of King status. It drastically reduced the time required to comprehend spatial rules. Its power was sufficient to drive cultivators of the Second Heaven to madness.

Luo Bingling's eyes gleamed with sudden desire. Her heart yearned for it, yet she understood the stark contrast between a fleeting indulgence and perpetual abundance. The War God Clan's lumbering Mahayana cultivation progress meant the stone would merely accelerate her Third Heaven breakthrough. The Dao Cauldron, however, promised to dramatically propel her future cultivation journey. Thus, she decided to bestow the stone upon Ye Chen as a token of his trust and her deep appreciation.

Ye Chen's attention briefly settled on the stone. Through his profound swordsmanship, he perceived that the sword markings etched upon the obsidian peak were far from haphazard; they emanated a peculiar and captivating allure. A swirling mist of Chaos Qi clouded his vision as his gaze swept across these markings. His pupils contracted subtly, a sign of his intense focus…