Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 668: Who Stands at the Immortal Path's End?

"Congratulations, host, the gift was successfully bestowed…"

"Gift received: Dao Charm Pills x10."

"Processing feedback…"

"Analysis indicates: The gift evoked a profound emotional response from the recipient…"

"Critical reward triggered!"

"Feedback reward: Law Source Pills x100!"

"Law Source Pills: A creation of Quasi-Immortals, these pills are refined by extracting the essence of immortal qi and using leaves from the Enlightenment Tea Tree as carriers. Ingesting them enhances one's comprehension of laws, elevates their law realm, and accelerates cultivation for a period of one week."

A smile touched Ye Chen's lips. Lan Nuo, he mused, was truly exceptional. Even a simple Dao Charm Pill had managed to trigger a critical reward, yielding such surprising benefits. He leaned closer, his voice a low whisper, "Fairy Lan, your lips appear somewhat dry. Allow me to offer some assistance…"

A blush spread across her cheeks as she closed her eyes, her tiptoes extending slightly to facilitate his ministrations.

…

After a reluctant, lingering farewell.

"Fairy Lan, I shall be returning to seclude myself!" Ye Chen announced.

She nodded, a hint of reluctance in her expression. "Very well, but… I may not wait until my potential is fully realized to have children. Sooner rather than later is perfectly acceptable. Please, just keep this between us…"

Ye Chen chuckled. The clandestine nature of their arrangement felt akin to a youthful schoolyard romance. He gave a solemn nod, promising to maintain their secret. Lan Nuo's brow furrowed as she considered how she would address the outcome to those outside. Should she claim victory over him?

Such a declaration would be too detrimental to Ye Chen's reputation—she would not do it. A draw seemed appropriate, a testament to strength given his prowess. However, knowing the true extent of their disparity, a sense of bashfulness washed over her. She leaned in for another kiss, whispering, "Could we perhaps say it was a draw?"

Observing her desire to impress yet her inherent shyness, Ye Chen let out a soft laugh. Public acclaim meant little to him. With a grand wave of his hand, he declared, "A draw is insufficient—you must claim victory!"

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She gently shook her head. "That would be too much; it would undoubtedly raise suspicions. While I am confident in my abilities if challenged, I cannot outright defeat opponents as you can. Doing so would invite far too much scrutiny…"

Her words revealed her serious intent to shine in the public eye, carefully weighing the advantages and disadvantages.

Ye Chen smiled. She had brought him so much; it was time to grant her the ultimate opportunity to boast.

"Here is the plan: Say nothing, simply stand there, and leave the rest to me!"

She paused for a moment, recalling the memory of his striking and dazzling first impression. Her own golden chariot had, in fact, been modeled after his. If he stated he would handle the situation, she believed he absolutely would! She nodded sincerely. Thrilled at the prospect of him further enhancing her prestige, she helped to 'moisten' his lips once more. Finally, the moment concluded. As the flush on her face gradually faded, her dreamy gaze reverted to its usual icy demeanor.

Ye Chen, now prepared, waved his hand to signal the dismantling of the formation array.

…

A considerable crowd had gathered in the Lan Clan's Immortal City, their anticipation palpable as they awaited the final outcome of the battle. However, as time wore on, most dispersed into the city, content to wait.

"Boom, boom, boom…"

Mid-conversation about the exorbitantly priced Lan Clan immortal beef—a mere sliver costing one top-grade spirit stone—cultivators jumped at the sudden rumble echoing through the sky, their eyes widening as they looked upward.

Who had emerged victorious? Had the Heavenly Emperor's heir secured the win, or had it ended in a draw? The possibility of Lan Nuo winning seemed incredibly remote. Gazing upwards, they knitted their brows in confusion. Both combatants remained positioned on the sky battlefield, their auras steady, with no clear victor discernible. A draw, perhaps?

As bewilderment rippled through the onlookers, Ye Chen's intense gaze fixed upon Lan Nuo. The crowd, ears perked, strained to catch any details of the battle. Yet, after a prolonged stare, Ye Chen sighed. He summoned his chariot, took his seat, and without uttering a single word, sped away from the city. His abrupt departure left the assembled crowd in a state of stunned disbelief.

No parting words? What had transpired? Was he displeased with a draw? Or had he suffered a secret defeat? The uncertainty gnawed at them, their gazes inevitably shifting towards Lan Nuo. Had she, in fact, bested him?

Lan Nuo, maintaining her aloof composure, watched Ye Chen depart, a mixture of shock and profound realization stirring within her. So, it could be accomplished in such a manner? To remain silent, conveying nothing overtly, yet implying everything. Allowing others to speculate was far more effective than direct pronouncements, leaving no room for doubt.

In the art of showcasing one's might, Ye Chen was undoubtedly leagues ahead. She had so much more to learn! As she gazed at his receding figure, a sense of reluctance welled up. She had assumed it was all over. But just as Ye Chen's form neared disappearance, a languid sigh drifted across the entire land…

"At the culmination of the Immortal Path, who reigns supreme… upon encountering Lan Nuo…"

His words resonated with every listening ear. Countless faces shifted in reaction.

"At the culmination of the Immortal Path, who reigns supreme?"— a declaration of unparalleled audacity.

Who occupied such a pinnacle? Then came the cryptic addition, "Upon encountering Lan Nuo…" The phrase remained unfinished, its meaning ambiguous. Did meeting Lan Nuo signify his equal in conquest? Or did she represent the true apex? Intense curiosity ignited—what revelations had occurred within their battle? Had Lan Nuo gained the upper hand? Why else would he let out such a sigh?

He was not proceeding towards the Immortal Path but rather the Great Yan Continent. He was departing. While other prodigies lingered on the Immortal Path, he, after a brief sojourn, was leaving? Had he been vanquished in this preceding battle? Had Lan Nuo's power shaken him so profoundly that he would abandon the Immortal Path altogether?

All eyes turned towards Lan Nuo, her body trembling slightly at the implication of his final utterance…