ISWI Chapter 668-669

Chapter 668: Who Stands at the Immortal Path's End?

"Congratulations, host, gift successfully given…"

"Gift: Dao Charm Pills x10"

"Feedback processing…"

"Detected: Gift caused intense emotional impact on recipient…"

"Triggered critical reward!"

"Feedback: Law Source Pills x100!"

"Law Source Pills: Crafted by Quasi-Immortals, extracting laws from immortal qi, using Enlightenment Tea Tree leaves as carriers. Consumption grants law comprehension, boosts law realm, speeds cultivation for a week."

Ye Chen smiled. Lan Nuo was a gem. Even Dao Charm Pills triggered a critical, yielding surprising rewards. He leaned down, whispering, "Fairy Lan, your lips look dry. Let me help…"

Her face flushed, she closed her eyes, tiptoeing to ease his aid.

…

After a reluctant, lingering parting.

"Fairy Lan, I'm heading back to seclude!" Ye Chen said.

She nodded, reluctant. "Alright, but… I might not wait until my potential's exhausted to have kids. Sooner's fine. Just don't tell anyone…"

Ye Chen grinned. Keeping it secret felt like a youthful school romance. He nodded, promising silence. Lan Nuo frowned, pondering what to say outside. Claim she beat him?

Too damaging to Ye Chen—she wouldn't. A draw was good. His prowess made a tie a mark of strength. But knowing their gap, she felt shy. She kissed him again, whispering, "Can we say we tied?"

Seeing her desire to show off yet bashful, Ye Chen chuckled. Fame meant nothing to him. He waved grandly, "A tie's not enough—say you won!"

She shook her head. "Too much, it'll raise suspicions. If challenged, I'm confident, but I can't crush foes like you. It'd invite scrutiny…"

She was serious about shining publicly, analyzing pros and cons.

Ye Chen smiled. She'd brought him so much—time to give her the ultimate show-off moment.

"Here's the plan: say nothing, stand there, leave the rest to me!"

She paused, recalling his cool, dazzling first impression. Her golden chariot mimicked his. If he said he'd handle it, he would! She nodded earnestly. Excited he'd boost her prestige again, she helped "moisten" his lips once more. Finally, it ended. As her flush faded, her dreamy gaze turned cold as usual.

Ye Chen was ready, waving to dismantle the array.

…

The crowd in Lan Clan's Immortal City grew, eagerly awaiting the battle's outcome. But with time dragging, most busied themselves in the city, waiting.

"Boom, boom, boom…"

Chatting about the pricey Lan Clan immortal beef—one top-grade spirit stone for a paper-thin slice—cultivators jolted at the sky's rumble, eyes wide, looking up.

Who won? Did the Heavenly Emperor's heir edge out, or was it a tie? Lan Nuo winning? Too unlikely. Peering up, they frowned. Both stood on the sky battlefield, auras steady, no clear victor. A tie?

As confusion spread, Ye Chen gazed at Lan Nuo intently. Ears perked, the crowd hoped for battle details. But Ye Chen, after a long stare, sighed. He summoned his chariot, sat, and without a word, sped out of the city. His abrupt exit stunned the crowd.

No pleasantries? What happened? Was he unhappy with a tie? Or did he secretly lose? What was going on? Curiosity clawed at them, gazes shifting to Lan Nuo. Did she really best him?

Lan Nuo, aloof, watched Ye Chen leave, shock and realization stirring within. So it could be done like this? Silent, saying nothing yet everything. Letting others guess was more effective than speaking, unquestionable.

In showing off, Ye Chen was leagues ahead. She had much to learn! Gazing at his departing figure, she felt reluctant. She thought it was over. But as Ye Chen's figure nearly vanished, a languid sigh echoed across the land…

"At the Immortal Path's end, who stands supreme… upon seeing Lan Nuo…"

His words reached all ears. Faces changed.

"At the Immortal Path's end, who stands supreme?"—bold beyond measure.

Who was that peak? Then, "Upon seeing Lan Nuo…" Unfinished, what did he mean? Was Lan Nuo his equal in conquest? Or the true peak? Curiosity surged—what happened in there? Did Lan Nuo gain the upper hand? Why else would he sigh so?

He wasn't heading to the Immortal Path but to the Great Yan Continent. He was leaving. Prodigies lingered in the Immortal Path, yet he, after a short stay, departed? Was he struck down by this battle? Did Lan Nuo shake him so much he'd abandon the Immortal Path?

All eyes locked on Lan Nuo. Her body trembled at his final words…

Chapter 669: I Haven't Even Gotten on the Chariot!

Ye Chen's final words shook Lan Nuo. She knew she'd kissed the right man. Many could show off, but only he could perfectly boost others' prestige. If not for all eyes on her, she'd chase him to check his "dry lips" again.

Lan Clan members flew up, excited. "Nuonuo, how was it? Did you really…?"

The entire Immortal City's cultivators perked up, craving firsthand news.

Lan Nuo shook her head, not answering, and said calmly, "Fighting the Heavenly Emperor's heir gave me great gains. I'll seclude to break through to Third Heaven!"

She turned, drifting away.

Her silence fueled curiosity. Some guessed she was sparing Ye Chen's face. Others thought they traded wins; no need to speak. Regardless, the mysterious battle stirred excitement. Most believed Lan Nuo edged out.

Post-fight, Ye Chen headed to the Great Yan Continent, while Lan Nuo aimed for the Third Heaven. Clearly, she had the upper hand. Amid speculation, Lan Nuo's fame soared, becoming Central Continent's top prodigy. Her seclusion to reach Third Heaven—the first King among her peers—spoke volumes.

…

Amid shocked discussions, Luo Bingling, fed up and wanting Ye Chen to hurry, gaped. She stared, dazed, at his departing chariot. What? He forgot her? Did he even fight?

Furious, her fists clenched. She stood, ready to challenge Lan Nuo. She didn't believe Lan Nuo could tie him. Ye Chen must fancy her. She'd crush Lan Nuo, ruin her, to vent.

But as she surged toward the sky, a figure blocked her. "Princess Luo, what are you doing?"

She glanced—a familiar prodigy from the Myriad Races. Sneering, she said, "I don't believe she matched the Heavenly Emperor's heir! I'll crush her, expose Central Continent's human sham…"

The prodigy, alarmed, urged, "Don't! No prodigy jokes with fame. Lan Nuo's strength is real!"

Luo Bingling scoffed. Others wouldn't, but Ye Chen, with a beauty, had no limits. He'd touch a waist for months, let alone throw a fight.

Seeing her disbelief, the prodigy added, "Even if true, don't challenge her. If she's strong, fight Ye Chen directly. If not, beating her only offends him—pointless. Insult him indirectly, he won't care. Even face-to-face, you'd just get kicked, not killed. But harm his woman, and you're dead. Don't do it!"

Her logic cooled Luo Bingling. She wanted Ye Chen's favor, not his wrath. No need for foolish outbursts.

Calmer, the prodigy asked, "You came with him, but he left. Will you join me to the Myriad Races Immortal City?"

Luo Bingling glanced at the prodigy, said nothing, and soared skyward. She chased Ye Chen's direction. Being forgotten was humiliating, infuriating. But with the Dao Cauldron in his hands, she had to endure. She'd gift him the Yellow Spring Water. Then, like Su Yuxuan, use her feet. This combo would make him guilty, letting her take control…

Still, her anger burned. Mid-flight, she overheard cultivators praising her waist and abs' allure. Without hesitation, her navel glowed, divine light bursting. The cultivators fell instantly.

Lan Clan Immortal City fell silent. No one dared stop her. Venting slightly, her mood eased, and she resumed chasing Ye Chen…

…

On the chariot, Ye Chen mused about boosting Lan Nuo's prestige. He'd left his words half-said. Next chance, he'd finish for greater effect. He'd kept this show-off line for himself. But Lan Nuo's contributions justified giving it to her. He had more.

Pleased, he pondered. Only long after leaving did he realize something. Glancing at the empty spot beside him, his lips twitched.

Oops. Too focused on Lan Nuo's spotlight, he forgot Luo Bingling. He missed her waist after holding it so long. But forgotten was forgotten—he wouldn't go back.

Compared to Lan Nuo, Luo Bingling was lackluster. Her waist was tempting, but multipliers mattered more. Better to part ways. This trip's haul was huge—he could break through and stay secluded until Third Heaven. With that, he sped up toward the Great Yan Continent.

…

Behind, Luo Bingling's face darkened. Using her clan's top speed technique, she still couldn't catch him. Not a trace of Ye Chen. He was too fast. Helpless, she reached out. A massive hand, radiating Saintly might, scooped her up, chasing Ye Chen.

A week later, nearing Central Continent's edge, Ye Chen saw Luo Bingling ahead on a cloud, glaring, teeth gritted, waving him to stop. His eyes widened…