ISWI Chapter 483-484

Chapter 483: I Want to Have a Child!

An Miaoli stared at the three divine trees, questioning reality itself. Ye Chen led her to the Star Pool beneath them. With the remnant soul destroyed, the Enlightenment Tea Tree no longer affected her. She could now sense Ye Chen's immortal roots up close.

The Enlightenment Tea Tree exuded natural charm. The Laurel Immortal Tree pulsed with serene energy. The Fusang Divine Tree blazed with fierce intensity. Any one of these would shake the cultivation world. Yet, in this small world, all three belonged to Ye Chen.

He smiled. "Senior An, don't worry about the immortal root essences. I'm confident I can gather them all!"

Ye Chen was certain. He hadn't planned to collect every immortal root, but if he did, it'd be easier than imagined. No need for root fragments—top-tier spiritual herbs might trigger the desired effect.

Though the roots came from his system, extracting essence from each and mixing them for Senior An might be recognized as something new, potentially triggering another critical hit.

Even if it didn't, it wasn't a big deal. Pushing Senior An's physique beyond a 5,000-fold multiplier, with her unyielding heart, would yield terrifying feedback. Plus, a 1,000-fold multiplier as a dao companion could shorten his cooldown time. A 5,000-fold one might bring even greater changes, perhaps unexpected benefits.

An Miaoli's fairy-like brows furrowed. Three immortal roots were astonishing, but gathering twelve was another matter entirely. She gazed at Ye Chen softly. "Collecting all immortal roots is too difficult. Even if I advance, can I really stop the Seven Extremes Heavenly Maiden from devouring me? I'm just her avatar. No matter how strong I become, I might only be paving the way for her to merge with me."

Regardless of how the Heavenly Maiden was shattered, as a top being of her realm, her power far surpassed a mere true immortal. Being targeted by such an entity felt hopeless.

An Miaoli remained calm, not despairing, but she didn't want Ye Chen's cultivation to suffer by focusing on gathering roots. She knew his true goal should be seizing the chance to ascend on the immortal path, not wasting time on her.

Ye Chen waved it off. "No need to worry. Whatever happens, I'll protect you, Senior An. My small world is isolated from the greater one. If trouble comes, stay here, and the Heavenly Maiden won't touch you. Once I kill her in the future, all threats will vanish."

Her beautiful eyes shimmered, her worries easing as her dark hair fluttered. She looked at Ye Chen earnestly. "With the remnant soul gone, my body has no resistance. I want to follow my heart and give myself to you, Fellow Daoist Ye. Don't overthink it. You've suffered the nether poison because of me for so long. I want to try curing it completely."

Clearly, An Miaoli thought gathering all immortal roots was impossible and cared little for advancing her Seven Extremes Immortal Body.

Ye Chen smiled, gently pulling her into his arms. "Leave it all to me."

She fell silent, seeing his resolve. He genuinely wanted to make her stronger. After some hesitation, she spoke seriously. "All this has left me confused, even a bit scared. Compared to fighting someone like the Heavenly Maiden, I'd rather live without regrets. If I'm devoured, Yuyi will be so lonely. I want to leave my bloodline to accompany her. So, Fellow Daoist Ye, if we haven't gathered all the immortal root essences before you ascend, please help me leave a child."

Her gaze was clear, unshaken, and utterly candid.

Ye Chen was surprised. A child? He'd never considered it. In his past life, most men in his world shunned the idea, and Ye Chen was no exception. Now, with immortality in reach, continuing his bloodline seemed even less important. But with Senior An's request, how could he refuse?

Seeing her turmoil, Ye Chen gave a gentle smile, nodded, and scooped her up in a princess carry, heading toward the Star Pool. The pool shimmered with endless starlight, crystal clear. Influenced by the nearby immortal roots, the water varied: warm like a hot spring near the Fusang Divine Tree, glowing with golden light; cool like a spring near the Moon Laurel Immortal Tree, cloaked in moonlight. The two roots' traits made the pool extraordinary.

Ye Chen carried An Miaoli into the water, gently removing all barriers. She didn't resist—her heart was clear and guiltless.

Soon, the pool rippled. An Miaoli's cool face lowered, diligently purging Ye Chen's poison. Before the Enlightenment Tea Tree, Ye Chen's primordial spirit detoxified too—body and soul working in tandem. The pool's ripples never ceased.

During the process, Ye Chen presented a gift: a Dao Weapon-grade glove crafted from phoenix tail feathers and celestial silk, perfect for An Miaoli's current Deity Transformation stage. Deity Transformation used Mysterious Treasures; Unity used Dao Weapons. She wouldn't refuse his gift, especially one so practical.

Today's events touched her deeply. She'd offered everything, yet Ye Chen had refused, only wanting her to grow stronger. The glove, made from phoenix feathers and personally crafted by Ye Chen, showed his care. Despite their growing gap since entering the Holy Land, he treated her as he always had. An Miaoli reflected: perhaps this deep affection was why, in her near-despair, her first thought was to have a child with him.

With this, she purged the poison more earnestly. The glove, imbued with phoenix immortal fire, gave Ye Chen a novel sensation. But after a while, An Miaoli felt it wasn't enough. She looked at him. "I've been in seclusion so long, I miss Yuyi. If you don't mind, Fellow Daoist Ye, I'd like to call her over to talk."

Ye Chen's brow shot up. Call An Yuyi now? Just to talk? But seeing An Miaoli's candid gaze, he could only agree.

Chapter 484: I'm Not Going to Central Continent!

"Congratulations, Host, for a successful gift!"

"Gift: Self-crafted top-tier Dao Weapon!"

"2,000-fold feedback in progress…"

"Detected: Gift is highly significant to the recipient, triggering a critical reward!"

"Reward: Extreme Dao Weapon, Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod!"

"Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod: Once wielded by the Victorious Fighting Emperor during his Mahayana stage, the ultimate weapon of combat."

With Senior An Miaoli, things were already busy. Then An Yuyi was brought into the small world. With three people, it got even busier. Five days later, the Star Pool's water turned murky. Only then did Ye Chen find time to check the feedback.

An Extreme Dao Weapon, as expected. Ye Chen was thrilled. He'd given the Diamond Ring to his senior brother and planned to give the Moon Palace to Yi Qingwu. Now, he finally had his own Extreme Dao Weapon, boosting his sense of security. The Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod? It reminded him of that monkey from his past life, though they weren't the same.

In this world, the Victorious Fighting Emperor, creator of the Victorious Fighting Law, fought heaven and earth with terrifying might. Wielding the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod, he nearly swept all foes in his era. Its killing power was unimaginable.

Ye Chen gazed at the cudgel floating in his sea of spirit sense, deeply satisfied. With his Battle Secret and, in the future, the Mahayana stage, paired with this devastating weapon, who could stand against him? Truly a treasure.

But Ye Chen wasn't content. He planned to collect more Extreme Dao Weapons—swords, spears, cudgels, bows, a full set. With the myriad races emerging, as the inexplicable heir of the Heavenly Emperor, he'd be targeted on the immortal path. Different weapons for different racial prodigies, like using the bow against the Golden Crow Clan—specialized tools for better results.

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The cultivation world grew livelier. As the immortal path's opening neared, myriad race prodigies began moving from the Northern Region, appearing in Central Continent. Some clashed with human prodigies.

Victories went both ways—some to the myriad races, some to humans. Human experts, resentful, believed the myriad races should stay in the Northern Domain and attacked their prodigies. This provoked joint retaliation from myriad race ancestors, sparking a massive battle.

The outcome was unclear, but the myriad races officially returned to the Central Continent, even reviving the ancient Myriad Races Holy City as their stronghold, causing friction nearby.

People were shocked to find this generation's prodigies were exceptionally strong. Physiques lost since ancient times reappeared. Among the myriad races, the legendary Heavenly Demon Body emerged, along with many bloodline atavists, their power rivaling their ancestors. Human prodigies shone just as brightly, with Heavy Pupils, Immortal Body, and Holy Body appearing.

Many sighed in awe. The cultivation world might be entering its second golden era since the Heavenly Emperor's time. But their only regret? This could be the last.

Prodigies flocked to Central Continent, seeking fame, seizing opportunities, clashing with peers to hone their skills. Faced with perhaps the only chance to ascend, no one dared miss it. Among them, discussions about Ye Chen, the Heavenly Emperor's heir, were rampant. Many myriad race prodigies challenged him, eager for a fight. Human prodigies, too, were curious about his Heavy Pupil and Innate Supreme Heart. But the Heavenly Emperor's heir never appeared.

Word spread: Ye Chen wasn't in Central Continent. Instead, he remained in seclusion at the Holy Land in the Great Yan Continent. This disappointed many. At this stage, seclusion yielded little. Cultivation now required experience and insight, not just meditation. Voices in Central Continent claimed the Heavenly Emperor's heir lacked the courage to step foot there due to his cultivation. The rumor gained traction, becoming mainstream.

Those who believed in him were let down. Past Heavenly Emperors and their heirs were bold, sweeping all foes regardless of strength. This generation's heir, though more talented than even the original Emperor, seemed lacking in spirit. Too timid to come to the Central Continent. This tarnished the Heavenly Emperor Hall's reputation, with critics saying it was declining.

Inside the Hall, discontent grew—Ye Chen's inaction was shaming their name. Some even proposed sending people to Great Yan to urge him to the Central Continent, to fight prodigies and restore the Hall's honor.

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Ye Chen, the focus of all this, had no intention of going to Central Continent. He was in a rapid growth phase, improving daily. With Lin Qingtan in the Holy Land, he could gift daily, reaping countless resources. Plus, Senior An's 2,000-fold critical hit potential meant he could get nearly anything without risking battles. Why bother joining the chaos in Central Continent? Only when the immortal path opened and quotas were at stake would he care.

As he mused, Sect Leader Feng Baiyu arrived, still scholarly but with an increasingly terrifying aura. Ye Chen knew: within two years, his sect leader would break through to the Unity Stage.

"Greetings, Holy Master!" Ye Chen stood, saluting.

Feng Baiyu, fanning himself with a Golden Crow feather fan, nodded with a smile. "I'm here to tell you to hurry up and improve. I've been suppressing my cultivation, but it's growing too fast. I'll soon break through to Mahayana. You need to catch up, or how will you compete with Hua Yunfei for Holy Son?"

Ye Chen's lips twitched. Holy Master, must you show off every time?

"Is that all you came for?" Ye Chen was ready to see him out.

Feng Baiyu shook his head. "The Heavenly Emperor Hall in Central Continent contacted our outpost. They say the myriad races' Heavenly Demon Body has emerged. They want you to fight it and uphold the Heavenly Emperor's legacy!"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. What? They'd named him the Heavenly Emperor's heir without asking, gave him no benefits, and now expected him to fight their battles? Was the Heavenly Emperor Hall full of idiots?

When he got to Central Continent, he'd deal with those old fools first. His dislike for the Hall grew. As for leaving the Holy Land for the Central Continent? Impossible. For over a year, he'd been diligently gathering immortal roots through feedback. His gains were immense. Success was near.