ISWI Chapter 665-667

Chapter 665: You're a Good Man!

"Fairy Lan, let's fight!" Ye Chen's battle intent surged.

Spectators, buzzing about the Minor Space Technique he gifted so solemnly, gaped, eyes glued. The two on the sky battlefield were this era's top prodigies, unmatched. Their clash would be earth-shaking. Unmissable. Now starting, the crowd buzzed with excitement.

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Lan Nuo, planning excuses, felt Ye Chen's rising intent. Startled, her aura erupted reflexively, boundless power surging, chaos qi swirling around her. She seemed an ancient goddess, chaotic and ethereal. But inwardly, she panicked. A real fight? Should she unleash her Heavy Pupil Pure Land to block prying eyes?

As she pondered, Ye Chen spoke gravely, "Ten years apart, Fairy Lan, you're even more stunning! In this fight, I'll hold nothing back. But on the Immortal Path, past prodigies and sealed ancients await. I don't want my trump cards exposed. So, I'll set up an array to block all prying!"

His words caused an uproar. He dismissed this era's prodigies, eyeing only past ones or ancient monsters sealed in divine sources for the Immortal Path. Such arrogance. Most shocking—he, already monstrous, had hidden trump cards? He was defying the heavens.

Spectators grumbled. They'd traveled far to watch. No view? Unfair.

Lan Clan frowned. They doubted Lan Nuo's chances, ready to intervene. An array could risk her safety. Who knew if Ye Chen's array was safe?

But anxious Lan Nuo, hearing this, relaxed instantly, saying without hesitation, "I also want to see your true strength. Please, set up the array!"

Her agreement stunned the crowd. Letting Ye Chen block all view—how confident was she?

Lan Clan members exchanged looks, unsure if they should stop her.

Ye Chen's lips curved. He deployed the array disk, instantly cloaking them, hiding them from sight.

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Lan Clan's Immortal City fell silent. Even Saint Kings' divine senses couldn't pierce the array. The scene wasn't what they'd expected. Yet no one left.

Lan Nuo's strength was unclear, but Ye Chen's was undeniable. Killing nine with one, without lifting his hand from his companion's waist. His terror was clear. Yet, facing Lan Nuo, he was cautious, using trump cards. Her strength exceeded imagination.

Everyone grew curious about the outcome. Would Lan Nuo match him? Or, against all odds, suppress him? Even without seeing, no one left.

In Lan Clan's Immortal City, Luo Bingling clutched her jade bottle, glaring at the sky battlefield with a mix of irritation and confidence. She couldn't see through the array. But having sat beside Ye Chen during his fights, his arm around her, she knew his strength. No matter how strong Lan Nuo was, she couldn't match him. He'd likely end it quickly.

Once done, Luo Bingling would gift him the Yellow Spring Water. Then, mimicking Su Yuxuan, use her feet. The combo would leave Ye Chen smitten, drooling at her feet. Smirking, she felt the Dao Cauldron was close.

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To outsiders, a world-shaking battle raged within the array. In reality, it was silent. Neither Ye Chen nor Lan Nuo moved.

Ye Chen feared Lan Nuo's overconfidence, thinking she could take him. A fine girl with a top physique deserved care.

Lan Nuo worried he'd actually fight her. After a long pause, seeing no move from him, she relaxed. Hesitantly, she asked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you've always seen through my strength, haven't you?"

He raised a brow, nodding. He approved—she knew her limits, just loved to show off, not blindly arrogant.

Lan Nuo sighed in relief, her cold gaze turning clear. Gazing at his handsome face, her cheeks flushed. "I understand your intentions, Fellow Daoist Ye. You're a good man, but I've never considered a Dao companion. As the Lan Clan's sole heir, I must marry in, not casually pair…"

Ye Chen's lips twitched. She thought he liked her. Rumors, no doubt, painting him as a womanizer. He didn't blame her—his praise and those rumors would make any female cultivator think so. But a good guy card? A first since transmigrating. Fine, rejection was fine—as long as gifts triggered critical hits!

As he prepared pleasantries, Lan Nuo whispered, "I feel your care, and I'm grateful. I'm fond of you too, not just from gratitude. But for my clan, I hope our bond stays secret, just us. Childbirth harms female cultivators' vitality, so most wait until their cultivation peaks to try. I'd like to delay having kids…"

"But I'm willing to have several with you. One should take my surname to inherit the Lan Clan. If you mind, it's fine—they don't have to. I'll discuss with the ancestor, pick a talented side-branch heir instead…"

Ye Chen's eyes widened. Good guy card, then straight to kids? Wasn't this pace a bit too fast?

Chapter 666: Lan Nuo's Too Grateful!

"No need for kids…" Ye Chen said.

Lan Nuo's critical hit proved she was a good girl. But her gratitude—offering kids—was unexpected. Too grateful.

Ye Chen had no such plans. In his past life, he didn't want kids; in this one, with near-immortality, even less. Only Senior An was hard to refuse. Others? No chance. He politely declined Lan Nuo's gesture. She dropped her facade, smiling, her small canine teeth making her jade-carved face adorably charming.

Ye Chen liked her, she thought. Even when she offered multiple kids, he refused, fearing for her vitality. Lan Nuo, ever grateful, knew her clan lacked treasures to repay him. This was her only way. Her secrecy had selfish motives. If their bond was public, Ye Chen's praise wouldn't be believed. Hidden, his strength amplified hers. But with no kids now, she felt uneasy without reciprocating.

After thinking, she whispered, "Since you don't want that, let's dual cultivate. I'll expel it after…"

Ye Chen's lips twitched. Gratitude was good, but this was excessive. Would it work? No way.

Yan Qingcheng had the highest multiplier, likely due to guilt over his fake heir status, triggering critical hits. But she and Heavenly Emperor Hall were elusive, not daily gifting targets.

Below her, Lan Nuo and the fiancée had the highest multipliers. One in Great Yan State, one in Central Continent. Both essential. So, no. He refused.

Lan Nuo sighed inwardly. He valued her too much. Preserving her primal yin helped cultivation slightly, but not much. Yet he wouldn't let her suffer any loss.

His love was deep. But she had to give something back, or she'd feel too guilty. Inexperienced, she thought, then said earnestly, "Then… let's kiss!"

Ye Chen's lips twitched. Her innocence was touching. His fiancée would've already jumped him, maybe offering osmanthus spirit liquid. Lan Nuo? Just a kiss. It reminded him of his first love, when a kiss thrilled him, unlike his later nonchalance. Reliving that purity wasn't bad.

Sighing, as if helpless, he said, "If you insist, fine. But don't let it affect your cultivation."

Lan Nuo's eyes sparkled. He loved her so much. Agreeing to a kiss was likely to avoid hurting her feelings. Her heart pounded as she closed her eyes, waiting. But after a long pause, no Ye Chen. Opening her eyes, confused, she saw him standing, eyes shut.

Lan Nuo's face flushed, but she understood instantly. Ye Chen was letting her set the pace—a sign of respect. She pursed her lips, steeling herself, stepped forward, and stood before him. Tiptoeing, she leaned up and kissed him…

The moment their lips met, a thrilling jolt surged. Panicked, she started to pull back. But Ye Chen's arms encircled her waist. Her eyes widened, face crimson. Because Ye Chen's tongue…

After a while, dizzy, Lan Nuo trembled! His hands, out of control.

This…

She felt boneless, soft in his embrace.

Eventually, Ye Chen pulled back, apologetic. "Sorry, Fairy Lan. I got carried away, offending you! It's all my fault…"

He sighed inwardly. Youth was just for memories. He wasn't pure anymore. Tongue and hands acted on instinct. But he savored it. He'd been narrow-minded before. Big had its charm, but small had its finesse. That sense of total control was uniquely delightful.

Lan Nuo, blushing, stepped back, silent, shaking her head. She didn't blame him. His loss of control proved his genuine affection. Yet he stopped at the critical moment. How could she blame him?

Seeing a trace of loss in his eyes, she stepped forward. "Fellow Daoist Ye, I don't mind. Do you want more?"

Tiptoeing, face flushed, she closed her eyes. That pure yet alluring vibe rivaled his first sight of the Little Demoness.

Ye Chen couldn't resist, leaning in, savoring earnestly. Soon, his hands gained a mind of their own again…

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Seven days passed.

Since his cultivation speed was fast, Ye Chen wanted Lan Nuo to keep up. In spare moments, he earnestly shared Minor Space Technique insights, helping her advance quickly. He also gave her control over the array. She'd occasionally make it rumble, signaling a fight, not something else. After a lecture, he asked, "Fairy Lan, got it?"

She nodded eagerly, gazing at him in awe. Ye Chen was incredible. Mastering the Minor Space Technique fragment so quickly. She couldn't compare. Yet he willingly played her foil. Her gaze on him grew warmer.

"What's up?" he asked, curious.

She said seriously, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you've talked so long, your mouth looks dry…"

He blinked. Dry mouth? A Mahayana powerhouse, dry-mouthed? But then, Lan Nuo leaned in. Doubts vanished. His mouth was dry…

Chapter 667: Lan Nuo Never Disappoints!

Lan Nuo, blushing, adjusted her undergarments beneath her robe.

With his "dry mouth" cured, Ye Chen prepared to leave. The Minor Space Technique fragment's rewards satisfied him. His soul, domain, and body were top-tier; no treasure in the cultivation world suited further progress. He planned to return to Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, push to the peak of First Heaven, and break through to Second Heaven.

Seven days had passed. The system's cooldown was done. Ye Chen retrieved a bracelet from his small world. Made of divine beast feathers, it radiated sanctity and the grandeur of an Extreme Dao Weapon.

This Feather Transformation Divine Ring, from the Feather Transformation Divine Body, suited Lan Nuo, who didn't use weapons.

"Fairy Lan, you soothed my lips, so I gift this as thanks…" He presented the ring.

Lan Nuo shook her head. "My clan prepared an Extreme Dao Weapon—the phoenix golden chariot. I don't need it.. I helped you willingly, no thanks needed. I enjoyed it…" Her honesty carried shy sincerity.

Ye Chen, seeing her initial innocence, smiled. "Just an excuse. I wanted to give it to you. When I killed the Feather Transformation King Body, I got this and thought it'd suit you, look good on you. Don't overthink. It's just a low-grade Extreme Dao Weapon." He gently took her hand, slipping it on.

Her face, redder than during his "dry mouth" treatment, didn't resist. After, she raised her wrist, twirling it. Then tiptoed again. "Fellow Daoist Ye, your lips look chapped…"

Her way of gratitude, undeniable. Soon, her undergarments were disheveled again. Simultaneously, the system chimed in his mind.

"Congratulations, host, gift successfully given…"

"Gift: Feather Transformation Divine Ring!"

"4,000x feedback processing."

"Detected: Gift matches…"

"Triggered top-notch critical feedback!"

"Feedback: Immortal Artifact Ghost Face Mask!"

"Ghost Face Mask: Crafted by Devouring Female Immortal in youth after her brother's tragic death, it evolved with her into an immortal artifact. She cast it into the river of time, hoping to find a flower like her brother. Its power is immense, boosting all combat aspects. It intimidates foes, shaking their spirits, and greatly enhances Indestructible Heavenly Art techniques! It strongly suppresses Indestructible Heavenly Art practitioners…"

Ye Chen was stunned. Another top-notch critical from Lan Nuo. The Ghost Face Mask surprised him. Records of Devouring Female Immortal were scarce, noting she never showed her true face, wearing a playful, half-crying, half-smiling mask. Lan Nuo triggered it!

Given the Devouring Immortal's legend, its power rivaled the Immortal Heavenly Blade and the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar. Lan Nuo was his lucky star, with the Devouring Heaven Jar already his; now it was the Ghost Face Mask. If he wanted, he could replace Alkaid Holy Son.

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Ye Chen stored the Ghost Face Mask in his small world. It settled among his immortal artifacts, above the Immortal Heavenly Blade and Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, but below the bronze coffin. Its dominance was clear.

Gazing at his four immortal artifacts, unusable for now, Ye Chen felt a deep satisfaction. He opened his eyes, looking at Lan Nuo—eyes closed, fully immersed, now adept—his gaze full of approval.

Lan Nuo was incredible. Adorable and effective. He'd planned to leave after gifting, but his resolve wavered. He decided to stay another week. No reason—just a dry mouth!

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Outside, though invisible, the crowd didn't shrink. It grew. No one thought the fight dragged on. High-level cultivators often battled for months, even years, to settle scores.

Ye Chen's past fights were swift, crushing. Now, over a week without a victor showed Lan Nuo's strength. Even if she lost, lasting this long was an honorable defeat.

Lan Clan felt worry and pride, hoping the fight would end soon.

Luo Bingling, impatient, didn't believe Lan Nuo could fight Ye Chen this long. Her strength was comparable—how could she last? She was certain they were entangled, like with Su Yuxuan, making a mess. It infuriated her. She should've followed.

Lan Nuo, more reserved than Su Yuxuan, would've ended it under her stare. Luo Bingling's frustration with Ye Chen grew. From Sword Sect to Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, out of the Immortal Path, and now during a challenge…

Ridiculous. Was it that fun?

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Another week passed. As they parted, still connected, another cooldown ended. Seeing Lan Nuo's flushed face, eager for more, Ye Chen stopped her. Time to gift. And leave.

More kissing, and she might not trigger critical hits. He considered skipping Dao weapons. He had many, but quality over quantity—save them for the right person.

Searching, he found nothing fitting. So, he gave Lan Nuo a bottle of Dao Charm Pills, curious how the same gift to different people would differ in feedback.