Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 689: He Even Brought Friends!

The Little Peacock King has made his grand entrance, and his objective is also to target the Heavenly Emperor heir. Cheers erupted from the assembled cultivators of countless races. The Holy Prince was already near unbeatable, but with Prince Lu Ya wielding the formidable Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade, and the Little Peacock King now armed with his resplendent tri-colored divine feathers, the Heavenly Emperor's heir was undeniably facing a perilous doom this time. All who could spare even a moment immediately ascended, gathered fellow Daoists, and boarded immortal skiffs, setting a course for the Great Yan Continent.

Yao Yuezhi's eyes narrowed in contemplation. Whether it was the Holy Prince or Prince Lu Ya, both were paragons of genius. Only if the Heavenly Emperor heir could successfully contend with such formidable individuals would he possess any hope of eventually confronting the Celestial Prince of the Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan. Only then could the dire crisis she herself would soon confront be resolved. If he couldn't even overcome the Holy Prince and his companions, then he was utterly unworthy of her continued interest.

"Cousin, my immortal vessel is an Extreme Dao weapon—its speed is beyond all imagination. Journey with me!"

The Little Peacock King presented himself before Yao Yuezhi. He surveyed her graceful, willow-like form, her delicately arched brows, her warm and endearing demeanor touched with a fragile charm that evoked sympathy, and extended an inviting smile.

His cousin was undeniably beautiful. However, the one who held the most cherished place in the Little Peacock King's heart remained his aunt. This very fact fueled the intense murderous intent he harbored towards Ye Chen.

In his estimation, his aunt was a celestial goddess. The initial glimpse he caught of her in his youth had nearly stopped his heart. He had never dared to gaze upon her directly, let alone harbor any improper thoughts—the mere notion sent shivers down his spine. His sole desire was to dedicate his entire life to her protection.

Yet, that Ye Chen had dared to harbor wicked intentions and publicly tarnish his aunt's reputation before the entire world. He absolutely had to perish. No other conclusion was acceptable!

The Little Peacock King cast a sidelong glance at Yao Yuekong, a sneer forming inwardly. This individual had bartered away his own sister merely to preserve his own life—and now, he even had the audacity to betray their aunt? Were it not for their familial bond and his cousin's presence, the Little Peacock King would have already administered a severe beating to the scoundrel.

Yao Yuezhi's eyes gleamed with admiration. "Wow—an Extreme Dao flying vessel? Cousin, your standing within the Peacock Clan is truly remarkable!"

Yet, she quickly averted her head. "Thank you, cousin, but my brother experienced a devastating defeat recently. His cultivation became unsettled, and he is now enduring significant backlash. He must remain aboard our family's immortal skiff for recuperation during our journey, and I am obligated to stay by his side to ensure his safety. It would be inconvenient to travel with you..."

Upon hearing this, the Little Peacock King inclined his head and directed another dismissive look towards Yao Yuekong.

Only after the Little Peacock King had departed did Yao Yuekong finally voice his thoughts, a mixture of helplessness and bewilderment coloring his words. "Why did you decline? It would have been far simpler!"

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Yao Yuezhi responded with a sweet, subtly mischievous smile, shaking her head. "If he succeeds in confronting Ye Chen and achieves victory, then so be it. However, should he falter and I am observed arriving alongside him… it might negatively influence Ye Chen's perception of me."

Yao Yuekong felt a profound sense of resignation. His younger sister had clearly made her decision: she intended to leverage Ye Chen as a bulwark against the impending arranged marriage. Thwarting that marriage would undoubtedly incite the fury of the Undying Celestial Phoenix clan. They possessed an unforgiving nature and perpetually sought retribution for perceived slights. Only an individual of immense power could possibly stand as an obstacle against them.

Ye Chen might very well possess such formidable strength. The perplexing issue, however, was that—regardless of Ye Chen's inclinations towards women—no cultivator who had achieved his current level of attainment would recklessly jeopardize everything without carefully weighing the ramifications. No man would willingly endure such dire consequences for the sake of a single woman.

From Yao Yuekong's perspective, his sister's strategy was as futile as attempting to draw water with a bamboo basket—utterly in vain. Nevertheless, he addressed her with profound earnestness. "Little sister, whatever you choose to do, refrain from attempting to deceive Ye Chen. That individual is unequivocally a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor—he commands an abundance of hidden capabilities. Should matters go awry, the repercussions could prove utterly catastrophic..."

His sister was brimming with clever stratagems. Yet, Yao Yuekong perpetually feared that those very schemes would eventually ensnare her in their web.

However, on this occasion, Yao Yuezhi actually heeded his counsel. She offered a thoughtful nod. Then, with an effortless flick of her sleeve, she summoned their immortal skiff, embarking towards the Great Yan Continent in tandem with her brother.

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Heavenly Evolution Holy Land.

Perched atop the Holy Son Peak, Ye Chen idled beneath the sun, marking the passage of time. He mused over the Holy Prince's prolonged absence, his patience beginning to fray. If this continued much longer, he might very well ascend to the pinnacle of the Second Heaven—or perhaps even breach the Third.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I have a matter to discuss…" Luo Bingling materialized beside him without warning, her eyes glistening. "I am still two short…"

Upon seeing her, a familiar throbbing commenced in Ye Chen's head. Ever since Luo Bingling had conquered her inner demons, and he had bestowed upon her that "modest recompense," she had developed an insatiable craving. Each time she partook, her gaze would fix upon him, alight with eager expectation…

This had driven Ye Chen to the brink of madness. Ultimately, he had established a stringent regulation: for every ten instances of her "consumption," he would grant her a single genuine indulgence. Since then, Luo Bingling had been arriving daily, assiduously accumulating her count.

What truly confounded Ye Chen was this: despite her shameless pursuit and apparent delight, not once had she triggered a critical hit. On several occasions, he had deliberately tested her by providing additional offerings, yet—consistently—the base four-thousand-times return persisted. The young woman was utterly perplexing.

Today, Ye Chen harbored no desire for the sweet nectar of purple cherry juice. Just as he was contemplating a pretext to dismiss Luo Bingling, Holy Master Feng Baiyu made a sudden appearance, bearing the very good news Ye Chen had been anticipating.

"Word has arrived from the Victorious Fighting Ape clan," Feng Baiyu announced with gravitas. "The Holy Prince has issued a formal challenge for a fight to the death within the Endless Sea. A battlefield is already being prepared. Should you accept, the formation will be activated under the watchful gaze of our Heavenly Evolution Holy Land.

"Upon activation, no individual above the Third Heaven shall be permitted entry—not even Saint Kings. No external entity will have the capacity to interfere. The Holy Prince is slated to reach the Endless Sea in seven days. Do you accept this perilous confrontation?

"Furthermore, it will not be solely the Holy Prince. Prince Lu Ya of the Golden Crow clan and the formidable Little Peacock King also harbor lethal intentions toward you. It is highly probable they will join the fray—expect a grueling battle of attrition."

Ye Chen's eyes instantly ignited with a fierce, unbridled excitement. "Has the Holy Prince attained the Stasis Secret?"

Feng Baiyu affirmed with a nod.

A predatory grin stretched across Ye Chen's face.

At long last.

Without the slightest moment's hesitation, he inclined his head. "I accept."