Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 920: My Husband Will Surely Exterminate the War God Clan One Day!

"…Such a short amount of time isn't enough to do anything…"

Hearing those final words, Ye Chen laughed. Even Lu Jing couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling. But Luo Bingling—who still lacked any self-awareness—was genuinely anxious on behalf of his cultivation progress.

Ye Chen decided not to lecture her. Besides, the sooner they obtained the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo, the better. That would make it much easier for him to present it as a gift. So he resolved to wait until they had the bamboo in hand—then he would thoroughly teach Luo Bingling that even such a "short" amount of time was more than enough to reduce her to tears several times over.

Ye Chen and Luo Bingling drifted lightly out of the Cave Heaven. If not for serious business, Luo Bingling would never have been willing to leave. Before departing, she turned back and instructed Lu Jing sternly: "Remember to cultivate diligently… While I'm gone, you must cultivate at least twenty-two hours every single day!"

Lu Jing nodded obediently again and again. But the moment Ye Chen and Luo Bingling left and the Cave Heaven entrance sealed shut behind them, Lu Jing let out a long, relieved breath. She dragged out a long chair, placed it atop the seven-colored Nirvana Jade, and reclined elegantly, gazing up at the starry river of the Origin Sea overhead. And at the countless Extreme Dao weapons shining like innumerable stars. No one was urging her to cultivate. Complete silence all around. This feeling… was truly wonderful.

…

Inside Immortal City.

The news spreading from the Immortal Path had set the entire place ablaze. Even many ancient existences were moved. An Exiled Immortal reincarnated from a foreign domain—such an origin made them all speculate wildly about his true purpose.

After all, reincarnation was no trivial matter in the cultivation world. If it were easy, cultivators who failed in one life would simply reincarnate immediately—and the cultivation world would long since have become overcrowded.

Reincarnation carried heavy restrictions, and awakening previous-life memories was far from guaranteed. It required heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and the intervention of top-tier mighty figures to have any chance of success. So why would an existence from a foreign domain insist on reincarnating into this world? What was his goal?

But what shocked them even more was the Heavenly Emperor's heir himself. His cultivation speed was simply outrageous. His combat power showed not the slightest sign of instability. At the Saint King realm, he had forcibly shattered a Quasi-Immortal Array. Four top-tier Saint Kings had fallen like ants before him.

This truly left every cultivator in awe. Throughout all of history, no one had ever reached such dominance. Not the Heavenly Emperor of old. Not the Devouring Female Immortal. Not the Undying Celestial Emperor.

The Heavenly Emperor's heir was, without question, the most terrifying talent the cultivation world had ever seen.

"At this rate of growth, the Heavenly Emperor's heir might truly catch up to the emergence of Immortal Qi! There will inevitably be a great battle between the Heavenly Emperor's heir, the Celestial Prince, and this Exiled Immortal."

"If the Heavenly Emperor's heir defeats the Celestial Prince and the Exiled Immortal, then a heaven-shaking clash with the Eight-Crowned King is almost certain. The Eight-Crowned King may not have become a True Immortal, but his power already rivals one."

"Once the Heavenly Emperor's heir reaches True Immortal realm, he may possess similar combat strength. This generation is truly terrifying. It leaves no path for ordinary cultivators at all."

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Everyone discussed animatedly, sighing in admiration and lament. Meanwhile, the forces behind the four fallen Saint Kings were also present. The powerhouses of the One Sword Holy Land sighed once and departed in silence.

The White Ox Clan experts, upon hearing that their Saint King had chosen a glorious death, nodded and left as well. As for the Divine Silkworm Clan, the Clan Master himself was here. Hearing that his Madam had been killed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried she might do something with Ye Chen in the Sixth Realm and put a green hat on his head.

Now that Ye Chen had personally executed her, he felt at ease. So he too gathered his people and departed. Only the War God Clan's experts remained, their expressions complicated. They had placed heavy bets on the Divine Son. His death was a colossal loss for the clan.

After all, the War God Clan cultivated extremely slowly during the Mahayana period. The clan had poured every resource into the Divine Son. Now they suffered catastrophic losses. When the Age of Dharma's End arrived, and cultivation grew even harder, the War God Clan would decline further—perhaps even face extinction of their lineage.

"Luo Bingling is truly useless. The brothers and sons of Ye Chen's other women all survived—only the Divine Son died. It proves she holds no weight at all in his heart! She can't even curry favor with a mere human—utter trash! What's the use of saying this now? The Divine Son is dead, but Luo Bingling is still alive. What use is she alive? At most, she's only half-Saint!"

Several War God Clan mighty figures muttered among themselves, all feeling the clan's future had grown bleak.

At that moment, the teleportation array lit up. Two figures drifted out gracefully, instantly drawing every eye. One stood tall and imposing, his bearing extraordinary. Though merely at Saint King, his aura made even Great Saints tremble. Who else could it be but Ye Chen—the one who had shattered a Quasi-Immortal Array?

Beside him stood a purple-haired woman clad in golden armor, her figure breathtaking. Especially that waist—perfect beyond words. Ye Chen's hand had remained firmly on it even during the teleportation; one could only imagine how exquisite the sensation must be.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen with pure reverence. The female cultivators, meanwhile, gazed at the purple-haired woman with naked envy. She had betrayed the Heavenly Emperor's heir—yet now received such tender affection from him. Which woman wouldn't be jealous?

Luo Bingling, however, cared little for the outside world now. The spiritual qi here was turbid and filthy—utterly unfit for breathing. All she wanted was to help her husband obtain the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo as quickly as possible. Then she could immediately slip inside him and cultivate within the Cave Heaven.

Luo Bingling swept her gaze around and soon spotted the complex expressions on the faces of her War God Clan's mighty figures.

Ye Chen asked whether she wanted to go over together.

Luo Bingling shook her head.

Ye Chen did not insist. He simply drifted toward the teahouse where the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land's experts were gathered to have some tea.

…

Clad in golden armor, Luo Bingling strode fearlessly toward the War God Clan's position. She cast a casual glance at the most imposing man among them and offered a perfunctory salute. "Greetings, great-grandfather. Greetings, clan elders…"

Her great-grandfather was a Great Emperor, his imperial might terrifying. He stared coldly at Luo Bingling, faintly surprised by her current cultivation. She had already reached Saint.

Yet his expression remained icy. "You still know to return? Do you have any shame left toward our War God Clan?"

The corner of Luo Bingling's mouth curved upward. "The clan ordered me to act as an inside agent and betray the Heavenly Emperor's heir. Yet all those myriad-race prodigies were useless trash—resulting in my suppression at his hands… The clan didn't even attempt to rescue me. You simply abandoned me without a second thought. Why should I feel I've wronged the War God Clan? If anything, the War God Clan has wronged me!"

Her merciless words caused the Great Emperor's face to darken instantly. He raised his hand at once. "Insolent…"

Golden light blazed around Luo Bingling. She showed no fear whatsoever, lifting her chin defiantly. "Great-grandfather intends to strike me? Or suppress me? I am now Ye Chen's dao companion. Surely his reputation is known to all. If you touch me, the War God Clan can start preparing for extinction!"

The Great Emperor's face turned livid!

You are still of the War God Clan—your own parents are still alive! And you speak of exterminating the clan?

Yet Luo Bingling's threat genuinely made him hesitate. After all, the Heavenly Emperor's heir possessed limitless potential. In this era, he was destined to reach Quasi-Immortal at the very least. Whether or not he could defeat the Eight-Crowned King, the Exiled Immortal, or the Celestial Prince didn't matter. If Ye Chen came wielding even a single immortal artifact, the War God Clan had no one capable of stopping him.