ISWI Chapter 519-521

Chapter 519: Primordial Spirit Transmission Too Slow!

Ye Chen rejected her outright. Fan Qinghe froze, caught off guard. With the peach as proof of his sincerity, she didn't doubt his intentions but wondered why he refused.

Ye Chen smiled. "My Yin-Yang Qi has reached perfect completion. Not a single drop more can be added. Waiting longer would only waste time. Why not advance together now and pursue the Great Dao as one?"

Fan Qinghe assumed Ye Chen didn't understand the principles of her Nirvana Scripture. She patiently explained, "The Nirvana Scripture is unique. Ordinary cultivators can't accept another's Yin-Yang Qi. But I've cultivated the Nirvana Scripture, and you're my Protector. We share a special bond. My meridians have adapted to you, able to perfectly receive everything you offer.

"However, my cultivation is low, so I can only absorb seventy percent at most. Most of it will likely go toward boosting my cultivation. That's too wasteful. If my cultivation rises, the remaining Yin-Yang Qi might not suffice for my transformation. So, it's better to wait until I reach the peak of the Deity Transformation realm for perfect absorption."

Fan Qinghe laid it out clearly. But Ye Chen's smile only widened. Worried about not having enough? That concern was entirely unnecessary. He doubted Fan Qinghe could handle all he had to offer. She clearly underestimated his Yin-Yang Sea, his Fusang Divine Tree, and his Moon Laurel Immortal Tree. He'd show her soon enough.

Ye Chen grinned. "Don't worry, what you fear won't happen. My Yin-Yang Qi is vast and boundless, more than enough to meet your needs. Have you forgotten how you absorbed my spirit sense before?"

Fan Qinghe's eyes glazed over at his words. She recalled the last time she absorbed Ye Chen's spirit sense. She could barely walk afterward, her sea of spirit sense nearly bursting. It took her ages to refine and assimilate it all.

Yet that experience had allowed her to achieve the most perfect First Transformation. In the Heavenly Desire Sect's near-thousand-generation legacy, fewer than ten had achieved a perfect First Transformation—a testament to its difficulty. The process was both agonizing and exhilarating. Would she go through it again? No hesitation.

Seeing Ye Chen's confident demeanor, Fan Qinghe's heart stirred. She swallowed hard. Could this time be like the last, letting her experience that rush again?

Fan Qinghe wavered, unsure of her choice. The Nirvana Scripture allowed only one absorption per realm. Absorbing now was a risk. But the memory of Ye Chen's vast, overwhelming spirit sense, and his immediate offer to share it the moment he achieved perfection, swayed her.

Fan Qinghe made her decision. Ye Chen cared for her deeply and wouldn't let her fall short of perfection. In the years she'd been away, he must have amassed an immense reserve. He was confident he could satisfy her. How could she hesitate and hurt the one who truly loved her?

Fan Qinghe straightened and bowed solemnly to Ye Chen. "In that case, Qinghe thanks the Holy Son for his support! I'll do my utmost to absorb everything."

Her voice rang clear. Her gratitude carried deep sincerity. Fan Qinghe wasn't too worried about failing to absorb it all. She was only at the mid-stage. No matter how much Ye Chen had accumulated, she was confident her skills would let her drain every last drop of his Yin-Yang Qi. Not a single bit would remain.

Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction. Since he came to deliver, he naturally wanted it to be thorough. If she couldn't drain him completely, he'd be the one dissatisfied. Otherwise, that peach he gave her would've been for nothing! So, Ye Chen sat upright and summoned his primordial spirit without hesitation. He seemed eager, almost impatient.

Fan Qinghe, watching this, covered her mouth and chuckled. Her heart swelled with emotion. The Holy Son truly loved her. She had read many records left by past Divine Maidens. They had to expend great effort to absorb their Protectors' hard-earned Yin-Yang Qi.

Those records contained countless techniques, which she had diligently studied. Yet with the Holy Son, she didn't need to do anything—he was already prepared. Still, Fan Qinghe spoke up. "Holy Son, we need to connect spiritually, like last time, to establish a deep link. But that alone isn't enough. Yin-Yang Qi differs from the pirit sense. Relying solely on primordial spirit transmission is too slow—it could take ten days or half a month. Instead, we should sit face-to-face, mouth-to-mouth, to create a direct transmission channel. That's much faster. If all goes well, it'll take about two days!"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, nodding reluctantly. Fine… he was here to improve himself. Some costs were inevitable. No gain without effort, right? His Yin-Yang Qi reserves were vast.

A mere spiritual connection might take one or two months. He had no time to waste. More connection points would speed up the transfer. It made perfect sense.

Unfamiliar with the process, Ye Chen stayed still, letting Fan Qinghe take the lead. But first, he spoke earnestly. "My entire reserve of Yin-Yang Qi is a gift for the Divine Maiden. Please, take it all without holding back."

Fan Qinghe's smile sparkled with anticipation. Last time, he had said the same. Not a transaction, but a gift. This proved his devotion to her! She sat opposite Ye Chen, their knees close, her body leaning forward.

Guided by Yi Qingwu, Ye Chen leaned forward too. Thus, they established the transmission channel. Would they have to maintain this position the whole time? Wouldn't his neck ache later?

Ye Chen, lost in thought, frowned slightly. In midair, their primordial spirits began cultivating. Their bodies, heads touching, formed a triangular shape. Under Fan Qinghe's guidance, Ye Chen's vibrant Yin-Yang Qi began to flow out slowly.

As the first strand emerged, Fan Qinghe gently pulled back. Using divine power, she fixed a channel between them to absorb the Yin-Yang Qi. When the first strand was refined, her eyes widened in shock. How was the Holy Son's Yin-Yang Qi so pure? It was almost unbelievably refined.

Compared to his, the Yin-Yang Qi she had cultivated seemed like mere impurities. Fan Qinghe's heart raced with joy—this pure energy would elevate her immensely.

As the process deepened, the channel stabilized, and the flow of Yin-Yang Qi quickened. Her expression shifted. The Holy Son's Yin-Yang Qi was already potent, and now it surged so fast. She was struggling to keep up with refining it…

Chapter 520: Let Me See Your Limit!

The quality of Ye Chen's Yin-Yang Qi was too high, and its transmission speed overwhelmed Fan Qinghe. Still, she wasn't overly concerned. The Fourth Holy Son's foundation far surpassed hers. With the channel newly established, the pressure from his abundant Yin-Yang Qi naturally caused a heavy flow. If she endured half a day, the flow should slow, easing the strain. So, Fan Qinghe focused on cultivation. She accelerated her refinement, absorbing and devouring Ye Chen's Yin-Yang power.

Half a day passed. Fan Qinghe's eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her face radiant with joy. Sensing the surging aura within her, she beamed with delight. A breakthrough! She had reached the late Deity Transformation stage!

This was the advantage of the Nirvana Scripture's Heart Demon Seed. It allowed seamless absorption of a Protector's hard-earned Yin-Yang Qi, boosting cultivation without risks.

Most Divine Maidens never experienced this. Protectors, drained dry, needed to rebuild their strength. Even the most talented struggled to keep pace with a Divine Maiden's cultivation speed.

Typically, Divine Maidens waited for their Protectors. Fan Qinghe's privilege of advancing through her Protector was unique. Having just broken through to mid-stage Deity Transformation, she now reached the late stage. The sensation of her cultivation soaring like the sun was exhilarating. Her breakthrough to the late stage also sped up her ability to refine Yin-Yang Qi.

Now, Fan Qinghe was only worried that Ye Chen's Yin-Yang power might not suffice. A trace of concern lingered. Breaking through to the late stage had consumed much. Reaching the peak would demand even more. After achieving perfection, how much would remain for Ye Chen?

Fan Qinghe pressed on with her cultivation, carrying this worry. Soon, another half day passed. She rolled her eyes again, exhaling a long, contented breath. Her aura had reached absolute perfection.

The joy in her heart defied description. In just one day, she had attained the peak of Deity Transformation. Her body would no longer convert Yin-Yang Qi into cultivation. All that remained could fuel her Nirvana transformation.

Yet, Fan Qinghe estimated Ye Chen's rapid flow meant little was left. Perhaps only half a day's worth remained for refinement. That wouldn't suffice for a perfect Second Transformation. Though slightly regretful, she wasn't disappointed. Nothing in the world was ever perfect. With only a decade until the Immortal Path opened, reaching the peak early and advancing to the Unity realm for the ascent was a blessing.

Fan Qinghe remained calm. Sensing her breakthrough, Ye Chen's surging Yin-Yang power doubled in intensity. This made her refinement strenuous once more. But she wasn't flustered—her heart leapt with surprise. Ye Chen still had reserves? Could her Second Transformation become even more perfect?

In the blink of an eye, the second day passed. Ye Chen showed no signs of depletion, his Yin-Yang Qi flowing ceaselessly. Fan Qinghe, exhausted from intense refinement, felt weary but overjoyed. The Holy Son was truly formidable. More was good! The more, the better! She craved abundance.

By the third day, as the undiminished stream of Yin-Yang Qi continued, her initial delight faded, replaced by serious contemplation of Ye Chen's reserves.

On the fourth day, a flicker of panic crossed her eyes. Four days, and Ye Chen's supply hadn't waned? The flow remained relentless. Having studied countless Divine Maiden records, she'd never seen a dual-channel transmission last beyond three days.

Yet Ye Chen persisted for four. Despite consuming vast amounts to boost her cultivation, she was nearly full. The Yin-Yang Qi was nearly enough for a perfect Second Nirvana.

By the fifth day, her once-lively eyes turned white with strain. She was overwhelmed. Surely, Ye Chen was merely squeezing out the last of it. She could endure. For the Nirvana Scripture, perfect Nirvana wasn't the limit. Her previous absorption of Ye Chen's spirit sense had far surpassed standard perfection, granting immense growth. So, despite being overwhelmed, she persisted, craving more for future benefits.

By the sixth day, she could barely sit steady. It was too much. Her sea of spirit sense, meridians, and dantian brimmed with Yin-Yang Qi, on the verge of bursting. She spoke up. "Holy Son, it's enough. Leave some for yourself to cultivate!"

Ye Chen's gaze was resolute. "Divine Maiden, you're what matters. I must ensure you surpass all past Divine Maidens, achieving an unprecedented Nirvana. What's my spirit sense compared to that?"

Fan Qinghe wanted to yield, but his dedication to her Nirvana shamed her. Speechless, she gritted her teeth and pressed on. Halfway through the sixth day, she could hardly breathe. She'd reached her limit. She'd expected Ye Chen's depth but not this extent. Despite her breakthroughs, she couldn't contain it all. The Fourth Holy Son was unreal. How had he cultivated such vast Yin-Yang Qi? But now wasn't the time for such thoughts.

Her voice trembled. "Holy Son, I can't refine anymore! I've absorbed enough for a breakthrough beyond any Divine Maiden's Nirvana! It's enough! Please, Holy Son, keep some for yourself."

Her voice carried a plea.

Ye Chen's face was stern. "Fan Qinghe, the final Immortal Path is near. Will you falter now? Is this your limit? Countless Divine Maidens wept at night because their Protectors couldn't last, leaving their transformations incomplete. Will you give up, betraying your master, the Heavenly Desire Sect's legacy, and me, who cultivated tirelessly since we parted to ensure your perfect Nirvana? Have you considered facing an enemy, falling short by a fraction, and losing everything? Have you truly thought it through?"

His voice thundered, shaking her. Guilt and defiance flashed in her eyes. Her Protector was unmatched, coveted by every Holy Maiden. Yet she, blessed, considered giving up.

Ye Chen had poured unimaginable effort into this vast Yin-Yang power, all for her cultivation. How could she betray his kindness? Steeling herself, she spoke shakily. "Holy Son, you're right. I can endure…"

Ye Chen smiled with approval. He intensified the flow, urging her on. "Divine Maiden, show me your limit… Yin-Yang Qi, unleash!"

Her eyes rolled back completely, overwhelmed.

Chapter 521: Astonishing Feedback!

Compared to the past protectors of the path, the process of transferring Yin-Yang Qi typically took just a day or two. The flow was modest, barely a tenth of Ye Chen's capacity. Yet, Ye Chen's Yin-Yang Qi surged continuously, a steady stream without pause. He closely monitored Fan Qinghe, adjusting the flow as she adapted, pushing her to break through her limits.

By the time the seventh day neared its end, Ye Chen assessed his remaining Yin-Yang Qi—it was running low. Determined to complete the ritual before the day closed, he pressed on. Meanwhile, Fan Qinghe had stopped guiding the energy, her mind clouded, almost delirious. The entire channel was now under Ye Chen's control.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen unleashed the full force of his Yin-Yang Qi. Fan Qinghe, feeling the sudden surge, was stunned. Recalling Ye Chen's earlier words of encouragement, she gritted her teeth and endured, determined not to let his efforts go to waste.

After half an hour, Fan Qinghe felt as though a century had passed. Her dantian had reached its limit, brimming with power. No amount of resolve could push her further. She severed the energy channel, and their primordial spirits, linked in the sky, parted.

Silence fell over the cave. It was over.

Exhausted after seven grueling days, Fan Qinghe collapsed backward, her proud figure slumping to the ground. She gasped for air, her eyes devoid of white, staring blankly at the cave's ceiling. Pain and joy intertwined within her. The process had been long and torturous, but the result was worth it.

The Yin-Yang Qi in her dantian was so potent it would make any divine maiden of past generations envious. A faint smile spread across her breathtakingly beautiful face. The feeling of growing stronger was exhilarating.

Ye Chen, watching Fan Qinghe's satisfied expression, felt a deep sense of joy. Giving brought its own reward, a pure act untainted by base desires—or so he told himself, ignoring the timely chime of the system in his mind.

Ding…

"Congratulations, Host, for successfully bestowing a gift!"

"Gift: The Yin-Yang Qi cultivated by the Host."

"Feedback: 1,800 times amplification in progress…"

"Detected: The gift is of immense importance to the recipient, far exceeding expectations…"

"Triggered: Maximum critical reward!"

"Reward: 10,000-fold feedback of the bestowed Yin-Yang Qi!"

"Reward: Extreme Dao Dantian!"

"Extreme Dao Dantian: One of the supreme bloodline divine abilities. Infinite dantian capacity, capable of containing all forms of energy. Energy output rate is 100 times that of an ordinary dantian, cultivation speed increased by 100 times, absorption speed…"

Seeing Fan Qinghe's satisfied expression earlier, Ye Chen knew the feedback wouldn't disappoint. But he never expected it to be this extraordinary! His already immense foundation, unimaginable to his peers, had now multiplied ten thousand times.

The boost was beyond comprehension. What kind of harvest would he reap when he merged with the Dao in the future? Without a doubt, he was the most formidable existence in the Deity Transformation stage, unmatched in history. If the Heavenly Intention Holy Son stood before him now, a single slap would settle it.

But that wasn't all. The Extreme Dao Dantian—limitless, capable of containing all forces—also amplified output power and cultivation speed. Output power tied directly to the might of his Dao and techniques. While others' dantians unleashed one unit of energy per second, his could release a hundred. How could any enemy compete?

The cultivation speed boost was even more perfect. The higher the realm, the longer it took to advance—sometimes a single minor realm required more time than all previous ones combined. With his already astonishing talent and various treasures, his cultivation speed was remarkable. Now, with the Extreme Dao Dantian's hundredfold increase, catching up to the top prodigies of his generation—or even surpassing them—was within reach. Early ascension to immortality, early strength, was the best outcome.

Ye Chen was in high spirits. Looking at Fan Qinghe lying on the ground, his gaze softened. "Divine Maiden, are you alright?" he asked with concern.

To him, Fan Qinghe was a treasure. With her feedback at every major realm, his foundation would grow to earth-shattering heights. Her importance in his heart soared.

Hearing his caring voice, Fan Qinghe, still dizzy and unable to sit up, thought of Ye Chen's immense efforts and the time he'd need to rebuild his Yin-Yang Qi. Not wanting to worry him, she weakly raised her hands, flashing a "V" sign on both sides of her face to show she was fine—just needing time to process.

Ye Chen smiled at her gesture, though something about the scene felt oddly familiar, like he'd seen it somewhere before. Relieved she was okay, he let it go. Fan Qinghe needed time to compress the Yin-Yang Qi in her dantian; otherwise, even walking would be an issue. Ye Chen, too, had to adapt to his new Extreme Dao Dantian and the ten-thousandfold amplified Yin-Yang Qi.

For the next few days, both sat in serious meditation, focused and efficient. Ye Chen, cross-legged, marveled at his Extreme Dao Dantian, its Yin-Yang Qi surging like a vast ocean. He was deeply satisfied. The Divine Maiden was fortunate to follow him. As he broke through, her cultivation would soar, saving her centuries of effort. Truly, a massive gain. Lying down on the path to immortality wasn't a joke after all!