ISWI Chapter 621-622

Chapter 621: I'm the Woman You'll Never Have!

Gifting couldn't stop, even if Ye Chen lacked for nothing now. Who knew what the future held? An Age of Dharma Decline might come. Though the Heavenly Emperor's information was sparse, Ye Chen sensed the immortal realm wasn't thriving. Stockpiling was wise.

Leaving Holy Maiden Peak, he found it desolate—no disciples lingered. Yi Qingwu's aloofness meant she hadn't built a following. Ye Chen shook his head. Inconvenient. As her future husband, he'd need to help manage her peak, especially for gifting when visiting her home.

He wandered Heavenly Intention Holy Land's skies as if it were his own. An elder approached, asking his purpose. Hearing "just strolling," the elder's mouth twitched. Few in Heavenly Intention welcomed Ye Chen, yet he strutted without a care.

"I've got matters to attend. Perhaps the Holy Son should return to Holy Maiden Peak…" the elder said, uninterested in babysitting.

Ye Chen waved grandly. "No need, Elder. Go handle your affairs. I'll explore our holy land a bit more, see if any prodigies catch my eye."

The elder's mouth twitched again. Our holy land? He acted like Heavenly Intention's Holy Son. But with the Holy Master's orders clear, emphasizing the stakes, no one should attack Ye Chen. It'd be fine. The elder left.

Ye Chen flew on. Heavenly Intention's ethereal beauty, with cranes dancing in the sky, remained stunning despite its recent decline due to him. As a holy land, its foundation was deep, surely brimming with exceptional female disciples.

Soon, his eyes lit up. A crane approached, carrying a woman in a water-blue dress, her waist cinched with a jade-white sash, her figure graceful, her skin snow-white, strikingly beautiful. Clearly extraordinary, at the Deity Transformation Stage.

His system chimed: "Detected gifting target: Lan Feifei! Feedback multiplier: 1,500x!"

Ye Chen nodded, satisfied. A top multiplier for a Heavenly Intention female prodigy. Perfect. Without hesitation, he flew to her. The crane halted.

Lan Feifei frowned, recognizing him. In the past week, news of Heavenly Intention and Heavenly Evolution's alliance, with Ye Chen set to marry their Holy Maiden, had swept the holy land, sparking outrage. Their blood feud made his sudden acceptance as one of them unbearable, especially for male disciples smitten with Yi Qingwu. Their divine maiden, claimed by another, stung deeply, even if they never had a chance.

Many female disciples also opposed Ye Chen. The Heavenly Intention Holy Son had been their untouchable idol—powerful, aloof, supreme. Ye Chen, his killer, was a target of their resentment. His brazen entry into their holy land was intolerable.

Lan Feifei was among them. When she joined Heavenly Intention, the Holy Son's lofty presence sparked her admiration, though his engagement to Yi Qingwu forced her to bury her feelings. His death at Ye Chen's hands fueled her hatred—not just for Ye Chen, but for Yi Qingwu, whom she scorned as shameless for embracing her fiancé's killer.

Seeing Ye Chen now, only her weaker strength and the holy land's orders against conflict restrained her from attacking. Suppressing her rage, she coldly eyed him. "What does the Heavenly Evolution Holy Son want, blocking my path?"

Ye Chen, unfazed by her chill—expected given his history with Heavenly Intention—smiled. "Nothing much. I see you're at Deity Transformation's peak, one step from Unity. I'd like to guide you on the Unity path."

Lan Feifei blinked, stunned. Guidance from Ye Chen, whose talent surpassed most Heavenly Intention elders, could skyrocket her progress. Any peak Deity Transformation cultivator would be tempted. Why he'd offer was unclear at first, but his rumored womanizing reputation clicked. He found her attractive.

She sneered, shaking her head. "Fourth Holy Son, sudden kindness? Do you fancy me? Sorry, I'm not Yi Qingwu. You'll never match the Heavenly Intention Holy Son in my heart. I'm the woman you'll never have!"

Her words felt cathartic, but Ye Chen neither raged nor despaired, just nodded with a light smile. "You misunderstand. I only saw you're nearing Unity and wanted to help."

Her mocking eyes screamed "keep lying." Ye Chen said no more, producing a water-blue divine stone. "This Blue Crystal Divine Stone suits your water-based cultivation. Refining it during your breakthrough could enhance your domain's power. It's yours."

Lan Feifei's eyes widened. For water cultivators, this was a supreme treasure, amplifying techniques and awakening stronger domains at Unity. Ye Chen was just… giving it to her?

Her breath quickened, but pride, hatred, and stubbornness made her grit her teeth. "I don't want it!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly. "What I give, I don't take back. Discard it if you wish." He drifted back toward Holy Maiden Peak, swift and decisive.

Left alone on her crane, Lan Feifei wanted to leave grandly, proving her resolve. But her eyes locked on the stone, her body unable to move.

Chapter 622: I Shall Preach the Dao!

Lan Feifei lingered, torn. She wanted the stone but felt humiliated accepting it. Yet discarding it was unthinkable.

Several female cultivators flew over, spotting her. "Senior Sister Lan, what are you doing here… Wait, that stone! Is that a Blue Crystal Divine Stone?"

"Is it yours, Senior Sister?"

"My lifelong dream is to own one…"

They gaped, some reaching out in longing. Lan Feifei, no longer hesitating, seized the stone, declaring, "This is mine!"

Her heart raced. The others weren't surprised but were curious. "Senior Sister, that stone's worth nearly 500,000 top-grade spirit stones! Where'd you get it?"

"Don't forget us when you're rich! With your skills and this stone, you'll soar!"

"After breaking through to Unity, you'll be the top female disciple after the Holy Maiden!"

"Speaking of, I heard Ye the Fourth hasn't left the Holy Maiden's cave since they entered. Wonder what they're doing."

"With his reputation? What else?"

"Right, they were kissing in the sky when they arrived—full-on, lingering kind."

"Ye the Fourth's scum. They should send elders to refine him for the Holy Son's revenge!"

Their chatter dripped with disdain for Ye Chen. Lan Feifei, clutching the stone, stayed silent, her expression complex.

Noticing, they asked, "Senior Sister, why so quiet? Don't you hate Ye the Fourth most?"

She glanced at the stone—something she'd never have obtained alone. Words once easily spat against Ye Chen now stuck in her throat. He didn't seem like the rumors…

...

In Yi Qingwu's cave, Ye Chen's system chimed: "Congratulations, host, gift successful… Gift: Blue Crystal Divine Stone! 1,500x feedback processing… Critical reward triggered…"

He smirked. She'd refused verbally, but her body triggered a critical hit. Were Heavenly Intention's women all like this?

Glancing at Yi Qingwu refining the origin, he closed his eyes to cultivate, testing his Chaos Sacred Body Dao Embryo's enhanced speed. He'd gift again after the system's cooldown.

...

A week later, the system signaled the cooldown's end. Ye Chen opened his eyes, grinning. His cultivation speed, already monstrous, had multiplied several times with the Chaos Body. Absurdly fast. By the time Yi Qingwu finished refining, he might hit mid-First Heaven.

Elated, he flew from Holy Maiden Peak, seeking another talented female cultivator to gift. Soon, atop an immortal peak, he spotted a familiar, graceful figure.

Lan Feifei.

Lan Feifei was guiding several female cultivators in their practice. One among them triggered a faint system chime with a 1,000x multiplier, but Lan Feifei's allure was stronger—she'd already triggered a critical hit. Ye Chen saw no need to seek others and descended.

His arrival drew all eyes. Recognizing him, the women froze. Unlike Lan Feifei's boldness, they lacked her courage. Though they cursed him behind his back, facing him sparked panic. Had someone snitched, and was the Fourth Holy Son here to punish them?

Some blushed, captivated. Ye Chen's prodigious talent, immortal potential, striking looks, and rumored wealth from the Heavenly Emperor's treasury made hearts flutter.

Lan Feifei's expression mixed anticipation and unease. Was the Fourth Holy Son here to gift her again? Did he truly like her? But others were watching!

She bit her lip lightly. "What brings the Fourth Holy Son here?"

Ye Chen smiled. "You're nearing Unity. The Blue Crystal Divine Stone alone isn't enough for a perfect breakthrough. So, I'm giving you a bottle of Lesser Vehicle Holy Water from the Buddhist Holy Land. It'll perfect your sea of spirit sense, letting you hold richer charm post-breakthrough, boosting your combat strength."

The women, curious why Ye Chen emerged alone from the cave, gaped. Lesser Vehicle Holy Water—a Buddhist elixir, rare and priceless, once auctioned for a million top-grade spirit stones twenty years ago. The Fourth Holy Son was giving it away? And this wasn't his first gift— he'd given her the Blue Crystal Divine Stone too?

They stared at Lan Feifei, stunned. So beautiful, yet a traitor?

Blushing, she lowered her head. "Fourth Holy Son, it's too precious…"

As before, Ye Chen tossed the holy water. "Don't refuse. I never take back gifts. If you don't want it, give it to someone else."

The other women's eyes lit up, but Lan Feifei swiftly claimed it.

Ye Chen's system chimed, signaling another max critical hit. His mood soared. But Heavenly Intention was vast—surely there were women with higher multipliers. Instead of searching, why not draw them to him? Let them line up for his choosing. More efficient.

He didn't rush back to cultivate. Under the women's expectant gazes, he offered brief cultivation pointers. His realm and insight made even casual advice invaluable. Moments later, he announced, "I have time recently and plan to lecture weekly on the Dao, guiding your practice. Next week, bring any female cultivators interested to Holy Maiden Peak for my lesson."