ISWI Chapter 463-464

Chapter 463: Crossing the Ocean to Help Me!

The golden root shimmered with endless sunlight, as if forged from pure gold. Regrettably, it held no trace of life, dead for countless years. Not only Ye Chen, but many high-level cultivators, using their own methods, saw the truth within the array. Disappointed, many great powers left. A dead tree held little value compared to a living one, especially for the unique Fusang Divine Tree.

Unlike other immortal roots with myriad uses, the Fusang Divine Tree's primary benefit was cultivating under it to condense Great Yang Holy Power. Its true strength lay in combat. Stationed in the Great Yang Dynasty, it could overpower even ordinary quasi-immortals. With ten Golden Crows atop it, its might was nearly unmatched below True Immortals. The Heavenly Emperor himself had suffered losses against it before achieving immortality and destroying it.

A living Fusang Divine Tree could be revived to quasi-immortal strength, a tempting prospect for any faction. But this was just a lifeless root, dead for ages. Though its wood was still immortal-grade material, it paled in comparison to a living tree. Hidden experts from Heavenly Intention Holy Land emerged from the void and left calmly. A white-haired great power, aura terrifying, sighed and departed with disappointment.

No one was surprised. A living Fusang Divine Tree would've sparked a far greater battle, drawing ancient Mahayana-stage elders.

"Just a root—such a pity!" Feng Baiyu shook his head, disappointed. The root could only extract Great Yang Holy Power to nurture a few prodigies, and the Great Yang Immortal Scripture was single-use. This trip was a loss.

Still, having come this far, they'd take even a branch back. Among the crowd, only Ye Chen wasn't disappointed. A satisfied smile bloomed in his heart. A living tree would've drawn too many ancestors, making it hard to claim, even with his talent, due to its ties to the Great Yang Dynasty's legacy. A root, however, was different. With some cost, he could easily secure it.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen turned to Feng Baiyu. "Holy Master, that root could aid my cultivation. If we obtain it, may I have it? I'm willing to pay a price."

Feng Baiyu frowned. Holy Land operations weren't free; everyone contributed for fairness. Giving Ye Chen the Great Yang Immortal Scripture was already a favor, as he needed it. Wanting the root too seemed greedy.

"Do you know the Fusang Divine Tree's value? Even its root is a supreme immortal treasure with immense uses, far beyond the trinkets you've collected."

The elders agreed. Though united for the Holy Land's cause, and rewarded for their efforts, they craved more. Cultivation grew costlier at higher stages, and even Unity experts had little surplus.

Feng Baiyu hoped Ye Chen would back off, but Ye Chen nodded. "Then… I'll compensate each Unity elder here with ten years' worth of offerings. Same for you and Senior Brother."

The elders' eyes widened in shock.

Unity offerings were astronomical for ordinary cultivators, unimaginable sums. Yet Ye Chen offered ten years' worth for each? With so many elders, the total value rivaled or surpassed the Fusang Divine Tree's root, now just dead wood despite its past glory.

Feng Baiyu and Hua Yunfei were stunned. Hua Yunfei waved it off. "I don't need it. Give my share to Junior Brother."

Feng Baiyu's eyes reddened, muttering curses about the "damn Heavenly Emperor" who'd swindled his spirit stones despite such wealth.

With his financial prowess, Ye Chen easily won the elders' approval. They deemed him the rightful owner of the treasures—virtue resided with the worthy, and Ye Chen was worthy. He secured both the Great Yang Immortal Scripture and the Fusang root effortlessly.

Lin Qingtan watched, eyes filled with awe and envy. The Great Yang Immortal Scripture was formidable but hard to master. With the Fusang root's Great Yang Holy Power, cultivation would be far easier, potentially resolving her Yin Nether Demon Body. But with Ye Chen's immense cost, gifting it was unlikely. She sighed inwardly, showing only blessings outwardly.

Then Ye Chen turned to her. "Elder Lin…"

She lowered her head. "What is it, Holy Son? If it's about my earlier request, please forget it. I overstepped."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Overstepped? You're an elder of Ascension Peak, stuck in your cultivation. How can you be surpassed by disciples? This Great Yang Immortal Scripture is for you, to break your constitution's limits and roam the cultivation world freely."

His calm words carried undeniable resolve. Lin Qingtan was shocked, as were Hua Yunfei and the others. They speculated further, certain Ye Chen wouldn't neglect his own cultivation. Did he have a better technique? The Heavenly Emperor Scripture, perhaps?

It was a top-tier method, far surpassing a single Great Yang or Yin Scripture, though not their combined power. But with the Great Yin Scripture lost, Ye Chen might indeed dismiss the damaged Great Yang Scripture.

Lin Qingtan considered this, puzzled. If Ye Chen had the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, why wait at Tang Valley? Not for Yi Qingwu—that was absurd. Then who? The only female cultivator he'd gifted was her. Had he, after breaking through to Deity Transformation, learned she was at Tang Valley and come to help without hesitation?

Her frozen heart melted completely. Gratitude, disbelief, and joy swirled within her. Why did she deserve such favor? Just for joining Holy Son Peak first? Unlikely. The truth dawned: Ye Chen genuinely liked her, finding her beautiful, runes and all—not a deception, but true affection.

Chapter 464: Hundredfold Speed!

The thought that Holy Son crossed vast oceans to help her obtain the Great Yang Immortal Scripture filled Lin Qingtan's heart with gratitude. But what moved her most wasn't this—it was that he didn't shun her demonic runes. Once, countless prodigies pursued her, but after her constitution faltered, they drifted away. Holy Son was different. No matter her appearance, he cherished her. That touched her deeply.

Ye Chen spoke again, urging her to accept the scripture. Lin Qingtan nodded solemnly, standing tall and bowing. "Thank you, Holy Son, for this gift. I won't disappoint you, nor forget my promise."

Ye Chen caught her meaning—her earlier offer of devotion—and waved it off. "No need for that. I'm not that kind of person."

Lin Qingtan, holding her own thoughts, said nothing. She grasped the jade slip, pressed it to her brow, and instantly refined it. Vast scriptures flooded her mind.

Simultaneously, Ye Chen's mind echoed with the system's voice.

"Congratulations, Host, gift successfully given!"

"Gift: Fragment of the Great Yang Immortal Scripture!"

"Thousandfold feedback activated…"

"Detected critical importance to recipient, causing significant emotional impact…"

"Top-notch critical feedback triggered!"

"Feedback: Complete Great Yang Immortal Scripture, Complete Great Yin Immortal Scripture!"

"Feedback: Heavenly Emperor's insights and experience cultivating both scriptures!"

Ye Chen's eyes gleamed. Top-tier critical? This surpassed expectations. Not only did he obtain both Great Yang and Great Yin Immortal Scriptures, but he also gained the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation insights. Mastering one immortal scripture was challenging; dual cultivation, especially of opposing attributes like Yang and Yin, was nearly impossible. Even for Ye Chen, it would've taken effort. But with the Heavenly Emperor's insights, all obstacles vanished. He could effortlessly cultivate both, resolving his technique issue beyond his wildest hopes.

His gaze on Lin Qingtan grew even more approving. The scripture was given. Next was the Fusang Divine Tree's root. Though dead, it still held Great Yang Holy Power, perfect for boosting Lin Qingtan's cultivation of the Great Yang Immortal Scripture. Her feedback multiplier was only a thousand, but two consecutive critical hits—one top-tier—proved her worth. Gifting her the root should yield a complete Fusang Divine Tree without issue.

Lin Qingtan sat cross-legged beside Ye Chen, diligently cultivating the Great Yang Immortal Scripture. Ye Chen, unhurried, meditated calmly, organizing the Heavenly Emperor's insights. The Heavenly Emperor's genius was undeniable, granting Ye Chen profound benefits and a fresh understanding of Yang and Yin forces.

Soon, Ye Chen entered deep cultivation. Though practicing mid-air was risky, with allies around, he had no concerns. Hua Yunfei, surprised but composed, cast a purple aura to guard him.

A day later, Ye Chen mastered the basics of both immortal scriptures. Yang and Yin forces swirled around him, forming a harmonious yin-yang fish diagram above his head, absorbing ambient yin-yang energy to nourish him.

After breaking through to Deity Transformation, Ye Chen hadn't cultivated a technique. Now, with dual scriptures, his progress soared. The simultaneous absorption of Yang and Yin forces was astonishingly fast, free of imbalance issues.

Hua Yunfei and Feng Baiyu watched, wide-eyed. Ordinary Deity Transformation cultivators could only refine one force at a time, switching between Yang and Yin to maintain balance—a slow, tedious process. Ye Chen absorbed both simultaneously, at a speed at least a hundred times greater than typical cultivators.

"Is the Heavenly Emperor Scripture's Deity Transformation chapter this potent?" Feng Baiyu marveled.

Hua Yunfei nodded, eyes filled with admiration. "The Heavenly Emperor was a peerless genius. If I could witness his immortal glory someday…"

Feng Baiyu's face turned bitter. The Heavenly Emperor was dead, fallen in the final immortal realm battle. He nearly swept all foes but, overzealous, ventured beyond the immortal realm to crush his enemies, never returning.

Seven days later, Ye Chen opened his eyes. The yin-yang forces flowed into him, and he smiled, pleased. The dual forces boosted his strength rapidly, refining his once-mosaic-like Heaven and Earth Manifestation into clarity and greater power.

At Deity Transformation, mere cultivation wasn't enough—understanding the charm of the Dao was key. With his Yin Yang Dao Sea, dual scriptures, and soon the Fusang Divine Tree, Ye Chen's progress would outpace even prodigies, who needed decades or centuries for a minor breakthrough. If all went well, he could perfect his yin-yang forces in ten years, preparing for Unity.

Beside him, Lin Qingtan opened her eyes, standing gracefully. "How's your cultivation?" Ye Chen asked with a light smile.

Her eyes sparkled with uncontainable joy, her mature voice lively. "The scripture is profound and complex—I haven't fully grasped it. But I feel my constitution changing. My body, once cold and lifeless, is warming slightly. At this rate, I could resolve my issue in three years."

Her long-standing problem was nearing resolution, filling her with delight. Ye Chen smiled. Three years with just the scripture? Gifting her the Fusang root, with its Great Yang Holy Power, would speed things up.

His gaze turned to Tang Valley. The seal was now faint, on the verge of breaking.