Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 433: A Dead White Moonlight Is the Best!

While Ye Chen was branding Yi Qingwu, chaos raged outside. Beyond the array, only vague auras could be sensed, not the specifics. Yi Qingwu's grandmother, initially reassured by the Broad Cold Divine Realm's presence, thought victory was certain. But before she could sip her spiritual tea, the situation shifted. The Broad Cold Divine Realm shattered, and Yi Qingwu's spirit sense weakened drastically.

Grandmother was stunned. How could her granddaughter, bearer of the Broad Cold Immortal Body, lose in a spirit sense duel? Impossible. Though the Moon Palace could revive her, each revival cost her origin essence.

And with Ye Chen's notorious reputation—lustful, even targeting his own master—who knew what he'd do upon realizing he couldn't kill her? Yi Qingwu was the Holy Son's fiancée. Any mishap would disgrace the Heavenly Intention Holy Land, making it a laughingstock.

Unable to fathom her granddaughter's defeat, Grandmother rose without hesitation, determined to break the Two Yi Four Symbols Array and rescue Yi Qingwu. But Elder Mo wouldn't allow it, engaging her instantly. Her two allies couldn't stand by, and Elder He joined the fray, sparking a chaotic battle.

Elder Mo, outrageously strong, easily held off two opponents, preventing them from touching the array. Elder He blocked Grandmother, stopping her from saving Yi Qingwu.

Sensing her granddaughter's primordial spirit neither destroyed nor returned to the Moon Palace, Grandmother grew frantic. Trapped by Ye Chen for so long, who knew what he was doing? A lecher like him might use vile methods—perhaps even taming their pristine Holy Maiden.

Desperate, Grandmother's eyes glistened with urgency and pleading as she sent a transmission to Elder He. "Fellow Daoist He, please help me. Just pretend I repelled you and let me save my granddaughter!"

She was confident. Years ago, she'd swayed this man with similar pleas, and even under backlash, he'd assisted her divinations. Surely, he would now. But Elder He remained unmoved, as if deaf to her words.

Frowning, Grandmother assumed he harbored resentment for her past rejection. She hurriedly transmitted again, "Fellow Daoist He, I was deceived back then, that's why I didn't choose you! My partner is long dead, and I've wanted to see you. After this, let's set a date, slip away to Central Continent, and live like immortals for a few years. I'll make it up to you!"

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Grandmother was desperate. Yi Qingwu's Broad Cold Immortal Body, the strongest in the Holy Land's millennia-long history, held immense potential for the Immortal Path. No accidents could be allowed.

Elder He smiled at her words, speaking openly. "All these years, I've never forgotten you. Your youthful beauty haunts me daily, and every moment we shared remains vivid."

Grandmother was both delighted and shocked. Delighted that he still adored her, but shocked that he spoke aloud instead of transmitting. Was he planning to betray the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land outright?

Elder He blocked Grandmother's path, continuing, "I've long anticipated seeing you again, yearning to witness how you've changed. But now, I regret it."

Grandmother frowned, his saccharine words turning her stomach. 'Just shut up and move!' For her granddaughter's sake, she forced a smile. "Regret because you can't bear to leave me? We still have time, a long life ahead!"

Elder He shook his head. "No. You're older now, less beautiful. It taints my perfect memories. Honestly, you'd be better off dead—forever the most beautiful in my mind." His tone dripped with pity. A dead white moonlight was the best.

Grandmother's face froze. Elder He continued, unheeding, "Truthfully, I prefer younger women now. Like your granddaughter."

Rage erupted from Grandmother. She attacked Elder He with lethal intent, determined to kill the wretch.

"Boom!"

A Unity Stage cultivator's strike shook the earth.

Elder He was sent flying with one slap. Seizing the chance, Grandmother unleashed an immortal technique on the array, making it rumble. But Elder Mo was faster, forcing her back. Holding off three foes, he spared a suspicious glance at Elder He, who scrambled up, protesting, "Senior, don't look at me like that! I didn't hold back—I just can't win!"

Elder Mo's lips twitched.

The battle raged for two days. Elder Mo, ferocious, nearly handled three opponents alone. Elder He could only assist. Grandmother grew increasingly desperate, but her side, with three fighters, found chances to strike the array.

Finally, after Grandmother slapped Elder He away and smashed a massive moon technique into the array, the Two Yi Four Symbols Array shattered in a blaze of divine light.

Both sides paused, peering inside. A graceful figure emerged from the light, white robes pristine, ethereal, and agile. Her breathtaking beauty eclipsed the world, her icy, untarnished aura unchanged. Grandmother sighed in relief, scanning Yi Qingwu with a heavenly eye before smiling. "Qingwu is unharmed!" Her pure Holy Maiden was untainted—perfect.

Elder Mo frowned, disappointed. As Ye Chen emerged, he grumbled, "Two whole days? I nearly broke my old bones out here, and you did nothing?"

Ye Chen's mouth twitched, convinced Elder Mo was no saint in his youth. He had no interest in detailing his actions. Glancing at Yi Qingwu, now restored to her lofty fairy demeanor as if nothing had happened, he kept silent. After all, he was still waiting for her to deliver treasures—and more branding.