ISWI Chapter 597-598

Chapter 597: A Heart Too Generous!

Ye Chen couldn't help humming, "How lonely is invincibility… How empty…"

His song interrupted the two refining women. Both frowned slightly—his singing was off, but the lyrics oozed dominance. Was this the Holy Son's invincible will? Awe-inspiring.

His terrifying foundation—pushing Fan Qinghe from early to peak Unity and even perfecting the high-loss Sect Master—made "invincible" no exaggeration. With no barriers from the ritual, an adoring Fan Qinghe drew closer, expressing admiration through exclusive attention. Her protector was incredible.

The Sect Master, awed by Ye Chen's will and grateful for her dreamlike perfect transformation from Mahayana despair, joined in.

Fan Qinghe frowned, possessive, but held her tongue against her Master. Ye Chen, uninterested but waiting for the system's cooldown for the next gift, had been focused on charm transfer. Now idle, he compared the master-disciple duo's prowess.

Seven days passed.

Fan Qinghe stirred, but Ye Chen's righteous words stopped her, leaving her visibly aggrieved. The Sect Master's gratitude shifted—she knew Fan Qinghe's bright future made her untouchable, but she herself was fair game to express thanks.

Ye Chen didn't mind, but Fan Qinghe did, firmly pulling her Master back, signaling: If I can't use it, neither can you. The Sect Master's expression turned resentful, but she realized she couldn't match Fan Qinghe.

Multiple perfect transformations made Fan Qinghe's foundation rival Central Continent's mainstream prodigies. After this third perfect transformation and Mahayana breakthrough, she'd join their ranks.

"Qinghe, you're nearing Mahayana. Got your Law Qi ready?" Ye Chen asked, stretching as the system cooldown ended.

Fan Qinghe looked to her Master, who nodded. "Heavenly Desire Sect has five Law Qis. The best, with twelve laws, will be yours for Mahayana."

Fan Qinghe asked, "What about you, Master?"

Her Master, stuck at Unity's peak for centuries, had been hopeless for Mahayana. Now, with enough charms for transformation, she could break through.

The Sect Master smiled. "Your future is boundless; the best is yours. I'm lucky to reach Mahayana. Third Heaven's my limit."

She gently touched Fan Qinghe's cheek. In sects or clans, the best went to those with the most potential to uplift the group.

As Fan Qinghe was about to thank her Master, Ye Chen spoke, "Let the Sect Master use the twelve-law qi. Qinghe, I have a Law Qi with seventy-two laws, obtained by a Moral Heavenly Venerable's heir in a secret realm, gifted to me by my Eldest Senior Brother. You're nearing breakthrough; I'll need years to recover. Take it."

Both Fan Qinghe and the Sect Master's eyes widened. Law Qis were vital for forging Immortal Platforms—more laws, better for most cultivators, except specific physiques. A seventy-two Law Qi was priceless, reserved for Central Continent's top holy lands or ancient immortal clans' prodigies. Ye Chen was gifting it to Fan Qinghe? Prepared in advance? Too thoughtful!

The Sect Master soured with envy. Her disciple's protector was Heavenly Desire Sect's greatest ever—feeding a divine maiden full while also satisfying her Master, even providing the best for breakthroughs.

Fan Qinghe, overwhelmed by the surprise, breathed fast but hesitated—she'd taken so much from Ye Chen, who asked for nothing but her affection. Now, he'd need to re-cultivate, yet he gave more. Guilt gnawed.

Sensing her thoughts, Ye Chen gently patted her head. "Don't overthink. I like you, so I give you the best. Accepting makes me happy; refusing would hurt me."

His words rippled through her, melting her heart. How was she worthy of such devotion? Regret hit—she'd been selfish, blocking her Master out of jealousy, knowing Ye Chen's discomfort. As she mused, Ye Chen handed her the jade box with the Law Qi.

Guiltily accepting, her big eyes fluttered. "Holy Son, you're too good to me… Stay a few days. My Master and I want to thank you. Especially her, stuck at Unity's peak for centuries, now opened to new horizons—she'll pour out her gratitude."

The Sect Master, surprised but composed, smiled generously, signaling agreement. Ye Chen, caught off guard by Fan Qinghe's generosity, smiled at the system's prompt in his mind. Gratitude was nice, but cultivation trumped it. Patting her head, he said, "The immortal path nears. I must rush back to cultivate, aiming for Mahayana before it opens. No time to linger. Next time, for sure."

Fan Qinghe's guilt deepened. Ye Chen sacrificed his progress, risking missing the immortal path, yet she'd denied him true joy for selfish reasons.

The Sect Master, who'd secretly swallowed in anticipation, looked crestfallen.

Chapter 598: A Terrifying Ambush Lineup!

Ye Chen's firm refusal and swift departure toward Heavenly Desire Sect's gate array, resolute in purpose, deepened the complex emotions in Fan Qinghe and the Sect Master.

Fan Qinghe's eyes brimmed with gratitude. She'd thought Ye Chen lustful, and his reaction to her Master's involvement showed his approval. Yet, despite that, he prioritized cultivation. His steadfast Dao heart shone—selflessly letting her absorb his charms, even allowing her Master for her sake. To Ye Chen, she was more important than his own progress. Such love overwhelmed her. If not for his resolve, she'd have dragged him back to "aid her cultivation."

The Sect Master, watching, envied her disciple's luck. But their faces shifted, sensing disturbance outside. Seeing the situation, worry gripped them—Ye Chen was ambushed.

Fan Qinghe rose without hesitation, flying to aid him. The Sect Master instantly activated a jade talisman to awaken her Master, a Mahayana Third Heaven, a top-tier figure rarely stirred except for sect crises. She summoned her unhesitatingly.

Beyond Ye Chen's aid in renewing her immortal path and enabling her perfect transformation, he had to be saved. Fan Qinghe's successive transformations could push her Heavenly Desire Immortal Body beyond their founder's, rivaling top prodigies.

With Ye Chen's devotion, they might dominate the immortal path, unstoppable. Elders like her could hitch a ride to ascension. Ye Chen's importance as her protector was undeniable. He couldn't die.

A terrifying aura erupted from Heavenly Desire Sect's depths. A voice, sultrier than the Sect Master's, purred in her ear, "Lianhua, why summon me? Two Half-Saints outside? Did we provoke a holy land? Wait—your aura's off. Your protector died, yet your Nirvana Scripture shows transformation signs? So many converted charms—how did you hold them? Did you invent a way to switch protectors mid-path? Why not share with your Master?"

Initially cold, the voice turned shocked, greedy. A figure appeared, more voluptuous than the Sect Master, radiating mature allure.

...

Outside Heavenly Desire Sect, as Ye Chen departed, a massive hand emerged, aiming to seize the hundred-mile void around him. Its terrifying aura, nearly tangible, made even Ye Chen feel death's shadow. A Saint's might—at least a Mahayana Fourth Heaven Half-Saint.

Am I really this hated?

Surprised but unshaken, Ye Chen gazed coldly at the hand.

The sky darkened as radiant Saintly light surged, intercepting it. A voice rang out, "As expected, someone struck. My month-long vigil wasn't wasted. Daring to touch our Holy Son in my presence? Let's see which old fool is this shameless."

A Heavenly Evolution Holy Land Half-Saint Elder.

The foe snorted, their cave-heaven powers clashing, dragging both into starry depths for battle. But then, sinister auras emerged—two Mahayana Third Heaven Kings attacked Ye Chen. Their earth-shattering presence made him frown slightly.

Feng Baiyu, sneering from the void, narrowed his eyes. He'd anticipated this, securing a Half-Saint and a Mahayana Third Heaven Elder. He thought it enough, but the enemy brought a Half-Saint and two Kings. What faction had such lavish resources to kill Ye Chen?

Despite the odds, Heavenly Evolution's Third Heaven Elder didn't hesitate, engaging both, though one against two was grueling—defeat loomed if prolonged.

Feng Baiyu wanted to call for aid, but the enemy Half-Saint had sealed millions of miles, blocking signals. A prepared assault. He and Elder Mo exchanged glances, rushing to help, only to be blocked by two Mahayana Second Heaven experts. Unfazed but grim, they realized the absurdity of this lineup to kill a Unity-stage Ye Chen.

Then, from Heavenly Desire Sect, a figure shot out at blinding speed, a sultry, eager voice calling, "Holy Son, don't panic! I'm Yaoyue, Heavenly Desire Sect's Supreme Elder, Qinghe's grandmaster. Hearing of your ambush, I came to aid you!"

A figure appeared, cloaked in pink divine light, like a glowing lantern, her curves mature to bursting, like fruit ready to split. She earnestly introduced herself, pausing briefly to let Ye Chen see her captivating face before joining Heavenly Evolution's struggling Elder, wielding her pink light to ease his burden.