ISWI Chapter 791-792

Chapter 791: Nirvana Sacred Liquid!

"At least semi-saint realm Holy Spirit! Our Lan family has only two semi-saints, both early-stage—absolutely no match for it. To extract the Nirvana Sacred Liquid within, we must seek outside help.

"But Nirvana Sacred Liquid is a supreme treasure—capable of pushing spiritual roots beyond their limits, evolving them into Sacred Spiritual Roots. Its value defies imagination. Once word spreads, no one would share it. Even inviting our closest allied holy lands would end the same way.

"Moreover, the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade itself is top-tier divine material. The Holy Spirit it gestates—even if prematurely awakened and left deficient—will possess terrifying combat strength. Our prodigies may not withstand it.

"After much deliberation, in the entire cultivation world, only one person exists—who would never covet the Nirvana Sacred Liquid for himself! And who possesses the strength to overwhelmingly defeat a peak semi-saint Holy Spirit!"

His words fell, and silence blanketed the room. No need to name him—everyone knew. Naturally, the Heavenly Emperor's heir—Ye Chen!

His strength required no elaboration. Merely half a month ago, he had suppressed and slain a peak semi-saint Holy Spirit, casually claiming the lives of over thirty myriad races prodigies along the way. These feats spoke for themselves.

Yet opinions differed on whether the Heavenly Emperor's heir would truly refrain from claiming the Nirvana Sacred Liquid.

Some agreed fully; others hesitated. This hesitation puzzled the great power.

"The Heavenly Emperor's heir has gifted Nuonuo countless supreme treasures—even the rare Spatial Divine Stone. Not to mention the confirmed gifts to other female cultivators—all priceless. He even traded a supreme Extreme Dao weapon for the mere high-grade Qiankun Cauldron—just to help Yao Yuezhi reconstruct her cave heaven. Do these actions not prove his character?"

Undeniably true. Yet the Lan higher-ups remained wary. This Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade had been discovered by a past Lan prodigy during the previous Immortal Path opening. Fully human-height.

Its value staggering beyond comprehension. Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade surpassed ordinary immortal gold in worth. The prodigy sensed its extraordinariness—as though life gestated within. Suspecting a Holy Spirit, he left only a mark, untouched—passing the intelligence to descendants.

The reason: Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade gestating a Holy Spirit would produce accompanying Nirvana Sacred Liquid. The only substance in this realm capable of elevating heavenly spiritual roots. Born solely during a Holy Spirit's gestation in such divine material.

Conditions far too stringent. In all cultivation history, it had appeared merely twice—its rarity evident. Each emergence sparked rivers of blood.

For Sacred Spiritual Roots' cultivation boost was too horrifying. Records of Sacred Spiritual Roots were scarce. Only a handful had ever possessed them—rendering them profoundly mysterious. Even specific effects remained unclear. But known benefits alone were innumerable. Owners cultivated at astonishing speeds.

In the Ancient Desolate Era, a myriad races cultivator born with Sacred Spiritual Roots ascended in sixty-three years—opening heavenly gates and departing. That speed alone shocked all.

Moreover, this cultivator possessed merely a mortal body—yet wielded top-tier divine abilities. Combat prowess fearsome—cross-realm kills as casual as eating or drinking. Those abilities likely stemmed from the Sacred Spiritual Root.

In short, though enigmatic, the Sacred Spiritual Root's known advantages overwhelmed. Thus, this generation's Lan clansmen had long searched the Immortal Path for their ancestor's mark. After so long since the path's opening, they finally located the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade in the fourth realm.

Through secret arts, they confirmed a true Holy Spirit gestated within. Under moonlight, a faint feminine silhouette shimmered upon the jade. These revelations electrified the Lan family.

The Nirvana Sacred Liquid was naturally intended for their own Lan Nuo. In this golden era, the stronger Lan Nuo grew, the farther the Lan family could reach. Perhaps even contend for the Immortal Path.

Of course, this generation had a monster like the Heavenly Emperor's heir, Ye Chen. The Lan family felt that even if Lan Nuo obtained Sacred Spiritual Roots, she might still struggle to compete. But Ye Chen ascending would work too!

Lan Nuo could follow him. Yet Ye Chen had too many women—how many could he bring upon ascension? Ascension slots were limited, after all. His women would inevitably vie openly and secretly.

Thus, Lan Nuo could only elevate her own strength and demonstrate her value. Only then might she contend for a slot to the immortal realm. To ascend in the future and become an ancestor. Rather than decay gradually in this declining cultivation world alongside these old fogeys.

...

The Nirvana Sacred Liquid's preciousness defied imagination. This left the Lan clansmen wavering between gain and loss. Worrying over this, fretting about that.

"I believe in the Heavenly Emperor heir's generosity, but he possesses the Heavenly Emperor's treasury. What he gifts are likely extras."

"For instance, he gave away the Dugu Wood Sword and Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod—yet still wields the Heavenly Emperor Sword himself."

"The Spatial Divine Stone is precious too. But he clearly retains his own—otherwise, after breaking through the third heaven, his combat strength couldn't be this terrifying."

"The Nirvana Sacred Liquid, however, is unique. Facing such a treasure—would the Heavenly Emperor's heir truly remain as magnanimous, willingly yielding it to Nuonuo?"

"That's Sacred Spiritual Roots. His talent already astonishes heaven. Compared to figures like the Seven-Crown King or Heavenly Emperor's son, he lacks only realm. With Sacred Spiritual Roots, that gap would close swiftly—granting greater assurance in contending for immortal qi..."

"Could he truly feel no temptation?"

"..."

Someone pinpointed the core issue. What the Heavenly Emperor's heir gifted—all had substitutes for himself. The Nirvana Sacred Liquid stood alone—its effects enough to move even him. In such circumstances, guaranteeing he would willingly yield it to Lan Nuo after slaying the Holy Spirit proved difficult.

Silence fell upon the words. But soon, the great power who had stood for Ye Chen earlier—and pocketed a high-grade Extreme Dao weapon—spoke up. "Our clan lacks anyone in the fourth realm capable of reliably suppressing the Holy Spirit. As for outsiders—even those with strength—none would forsake the Nirvana Sacred Liquid. Only the Heavenly Emperor's heir holds that possibility.

"Moreover, even if he does covet and keep it—no great harm. At minimum, we gain a favor. Consider it Nuonuo's dowry. Such lavish dowry—given the character the Heavenly Emperor's heir has shown—he won't mistreat Nuonuo in the future...

"The Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade lies in the fourth realm—discovery by outsiders looms any day. Should the cultivation world learn of it, our clan would gain not even a favor! From my interactions with the Heavenly Emperor's heir—I believe he may not disappoint us!

"I trust the successor of the Heavenly Emperor!"

In the grand hall, the mighty elder who had accepted Ye Chen's supreme weapon spoke with absolute conviction. His words were not swayed by the gift he had received. What truly moved him was Ye Chen's character.

The Lan clan's powerhouses fell into a heavy silence. If the Heavenly Emperor's successor had only one woman—Lan Nuo—then given Ye Chen's potential, they might have handed him the Nirvana Sacred Liquid without hesitation. After all, he truly had a chance of becoming an immortal. It wasn't empty boasting. The gamble would have been worth it.

But Ye Chen had far too many women. Their innocent, silly Nuonuo only dreamed of shining before the crowd. How could she possibly compete with all those other women of dubious background?

If Ye Chen obtained the Nirvana Sacred Liquid and then ascended to the immortal realm with someone else by his side, the Lan clan would suffer an unbearable loss. And Lan Nuo herself would be devastated.

"Enough," the most authoritative ancestor finally declared, settling the matter once and for all. "We'll ask Nuonuo what she thinks. For now, let the clan members focus on breaking the grand formation there. Once the array is destroyed and free access is restored, we can discuss this again."

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Chapter 792: I Need No Nirvana Sacred Liquid to Be Invincible...

The moment Ye Chen stepped into the cave residence, the usually aloof and elegant Lan Nuo transformed completely. Her eyes sparkled with uncontainable joy. She threw herself into his arms like a koala clinging tightly to a tree trunk.

Ye Chen chuckled softly, wrapped his arms around her, and gently ruffled her hair with spoiled affection.

"Friend Ye, you were incredible! Outside the Myriad Races Immortal City, you slaughtered an entire generation of supreme prodigies, toyed with the mighty ones of the myriad races like they were children, and with a single dazzling golden strike suppressed a crippled Holy Spirit, shocking every clan present! It was simply too powerful! I regret so much that I couldn't watch it with my own eyes… But even just imagining the scene makes my blood surge!"

Ye Chen paused mid-stroke on her head, then let out a helpless laugh. He had expected some sweet, longing words after such a long separation.

Instead, she was fangirling over his most ostentatious moments. From the yearning in her voice, it almost sounded like she wished she could trade places with him—personally suppressing the myriad races and slaying the Sacred Spirit herself.

This girl really only had one thing on her mind: showing off in front of everyone. And strangely enough, that was exactly what made her so endearing.

"Alright," Ye Chen said with an indulgent smile, "next time I'll bring you along."

Only a clan like the Lan family—neither at the absolute peak nor completely declined, and lacking any ambition for hegemony—could possibly raise a girl with such a pure, carefree personality. She radiated the fresh, vibrant energy of youth.

Every time he spent time with Lan Nuo, Ye Chen felt as though he had returned to the nervous excitement of a high-school romance. It felt… really good.

Lan Nuo's eyes instantly lit up like twin stars. "Really?!"

To her, Ye Chen was the undisputed grandmaster of showing off. Every time she watched recordings of his battles—whether against men or women—her heart would race uncontrollably.

Now, the chance to stand side by side with him felt like a dream come true. Overcome with excitement, her cheeks flushed as she leaned forward and boldly kissed him. But there was one question that had lingered in her heart ever since Ye Chen left last time. Now that they were finally face to face, she could no longer hold back her curiosity.

"Friend Ye," she asked softly, "the last thing you said before you left… You never finished the sentence. I really want to know… what came next?"

All these days, Lan Nuo had been racking her brain, trying to complete the sentence.

She had come up with countless possibilities:

"One glance at Lan Nuo, and you'll regret it for life."

"One glance at Lan Nuo, the pinnacle of perfection."

"One glance at Lan Nuo, and fear is born in the heart…"

None of them felt quite right.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh when he saw how seriously she had taken it. He didn't keep her in suspense. With a gentle smile, he revealed the answer:

"At the end of the Immortal Path, who stands supreme? One glance at Lan Nuo, and the Dao turns to emptiness!"

The Dao turns to emptiness?

The moment the final words left his mouth, Lan Nuo, still wrapped in his arms, gave a violent shiver. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson. A touch of shyness, but far more overwhelming excitement.

How domineering was that?

Compared to the lines she had agonized over, it was leagues beyond them. And Ye Chen had given such a sentence to her—proof of just how much he cherished her. Back when he had spoken only the first half, the phrase had spread like wildfire across the cultivation world.

Once the second half was released… this line would be forever tied to her name. Every time someone uttered it, her name would be spoken too.

The thought made Lan Nuo's eyes glisten with moisture as she gazed up at him.

Seeing how deeply a single sentence had moved her, Ye Chen smiled even wider. Deciding to teach her something new, he said: "Let me teach you another peak show-off technique: 'Back to All Living Beings.'"

Still basking in joy, Lan Nuo blinked in confusion.

Back to all living beings?

Ye Chen patiently explained with a grin:

"After slaying your enemy, never let anyone see your face. Always turn your back to the world. That posture alone radiates the aura of an untouchable supreme expert. Once the phrase 'Back to All Living Beings' spreads, countless people will be stunned and debate it endlessly."

Lan Nuo's eyes sparkled brighter with every word. Her small hands trembled with excitement. She could already picture it: herself standing over a fallen foe, turning her back with effortless arrogance, overlooking the entire world. Just imagining the scene sent hot blood surging through her veins, the thrill rushing straight to her head.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, brimming with pure admiration and worship. A man who mastered so many high-level coolness techniques—who could possibly resist him?

She was completely, hopelessly fallen. Blushing furiously, she leaned up and kissed him again. Her kisses were light, innocent, clean, and sweet—like those of a shy schoolgirl, no tongue involved.

To Ye Chen, it was almost too gentle. Still, he thought a change of pace every now and then wasn't bad. In an excellent mood, he shared a few more golden show-off lines from his past life:

"Heaven gave birth to no Lan Nuo, and the Immortal Path has been dark for eternity…"

"At the peak of immortality, proud above the mortal world—with me, Lan Nuo, there is the heavens themselves…"

…

Each casually spoken, earth-shattering show-off phrase, each advanced technique he revealed, struck Lan Nuo like thunder. Her excited gaze gradually turned dazed; her mind spun.

"Master," she whispered, cheeks burning, eyes blazing with fervor, "from now on, you are my Master!"

She had once believed that, even if her cultivation lagged behind, her knowledge of dramatic lines and show-off tactics was at least equal to Ye Chen's. Now she realized how naive she had been. In the Dao of showing off before the world, she and Ye Chen were worlds apart.

Ye Chen laughed, not refusing the title. Having Lan Nuo call him Master in the future would add a special, forbidden thrill. Quite exciting, actually. Today's harvest had been immense.

Lan Nuo's eyes practically sparkled with stars; deep in her heart, an impulsive urge surged—she wanted to give herself to him completely, to bear him a child or two right away. She had thought the same last time, but had decided to keep their relationship hidden for the sake of maximum show-off potential later.

Now, though, she wasn't sure she could wait. But when she timidly voiced the thought—Ye Chen gently, yet firmly, declined. There were far too many women who wanted to bear his children.

"You'll have to get in line."

After another round of sweet nothings and some refreshingly light-hearted intimacy, Ye Chen retrieved the treasures acquired from the Myriad Races Immortal City auction and began gifting them...

Lan Nuo, ever the grateful woman, never disappointed him.

Hearing the max critical hit notifications in his mind, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile. They shared a few more kisses. Only then, under Lan Nuo's reluctant gaze, did he settle into seclusion, bidding farewell to her cave abode to cultivate.

It had nothing to do with Lan Nuo's flavor being too mild. Ye Chen simply wished to train. The Lan family naturally welcomed his request to stay awhile. In truth, even without it, they would have urged him to linger.

After settling Ye Chen in their highest-spec cave abode, several Lan great powers proceeded together to Lan Nuo's residence. They sought her opinion. But upon entering, they found Lan Nuo standing with her back to them, hands clasped behind her, facing the wall. Her voice rang low and profound, as though murmuring to herself.

"At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? One glance at Lan Nuo, and the dao turns to void!"

The words lit sparks in everyone's eyes. They had heard the first half before—already rich with flavor. Now completed, the intent soared transcendent, domineering to the extreme. Utterly overbearing—just the sort to invite beatings. Yet too flamboyant; it courted trouble.

The ancient Heavenly Emperor could say it—natural as breathing. This generation's heir, though not yet at the immortal dao's zenith, could barely hold the stage. But their Nuonuo? She needed more practice!

The group exchanged smiles, all understanding—this line was surely Ye Chen's way of coaxing Lan Nuo. Then, still back-turned, Lan Nuo recited a few more poser "gold quotes."

The great powers listened in stunned succession. Savoring them, they found genuine depth. But none superimposed Lan Nuo into the lines.

Ye Chen's figure emerged unbidden in their minds. They couldn't help sighing: the Heavenly Emperor's heir—not only peerless talent and unmatched combat, but mastery of showing off before others reached saintly transcendence.

No wonder beauties flocked to him. Who among female cultivators yearning for immortal elegance could resist such posing prowess?

Yet they had come for serious matters.

An elder cleared his throat and spoke, "Nuonuo, the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade recorded in clan annals was located in the fourth realm not long ago. It is confirmed: a true Holy Spirit gestates within, accompanied by Nirvana Sacred Liquid. But a semi-saint realm Holy Spirit—especially from Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade—once disturbed and born, its combat strength will defy imagination.

"Our clan lacks sufficient force to handle it. Thus, we wish to invite the Heavenly Emperor's heir to act. Yet we worry—he might covet it and keep the Nirvana Sacred Liquid. Though Sacred Spiritual Roots remain mysterious, their known traits alone tempt anyone. The heir possesses a Heavenly Spiritual Root—recorded by Heavenly Evolution Holy Land—so he has need too... We are concerned and seek your thoughts."

Lan Nuo, still reveling in the joy of back-turned posing, lit up at "Sacred Spiritual Roots." Yet she knew her limits. At equal realm, she might test a Holy Spirit's mettle. But at the third heaven, facing a fourth-heaven one? Impossible. For Ye Chen, however, her faith brimmed with absolute—she believed he could suppress it effortlessly.

As for worrying Ye Chen might pocket it?

Lan Nuo harbored no such thought. Showing off before others brought such joy—anyone with strength couldn't resist it.

Yet Ye Chen willingly played the green leaf to her flower. He had even poured out countless timeless poser gold quotes—all for her. How could such a man be bad?

Moreover, Ye Chen bestowed her with so many lines. Every meeting, he gifted astonishingly valuable treasures. She couldn't just revel in his kindness unchecked—taking without return.

Thus...

Better to let Ye Chen use the Nirvana Sacred Liquid himself. His combat strength would soar further—easier to suppress all prodigies outside. Celestial Prince, Seven-Crown King—all one-punched to death.

When he saw her, he would act along. Making the world believe she stood on his level... far superior to any poser effect from her using the liquid herself.

At this thought, Lan Nuo—still back-turned to the crowd—spoke calmly, "I need no Nirvana Sacred Liquid to remain invincible in this world. Thus, yield this Nirvana Sacred Liquid to my Master."

Her words fell, and silence blanketed the room. The Lan clansmen gazed at her silhouette, expressions complicated.

At first, seeing her back turned, they assumed insights from discussing Dao with Ye Chen had inspired this profound pose. They paid it little mind. Now, clearly a misunderstanding.

Lan Nuo was simply... posing! Showing off before others!

No one understood her better than her family.

Thus, in the next instant—Smack!

Lan Nuo, still inwardly thrilled—believing her back-turned majesty had stunned them—felt a sharp pain on her rear. She whipped around in shock to find her mother glaring furiously, her pretty face livid.

"Turn your back on everyone? Invincibility? I'll teach you manners! I'll teach you..."

Smack smack smack smack...

A crisp barrage of spanks followed.

Properly educated by her mother, Lan Nuo dropped the act. Pouting grievously, she spoke to the crowd, "Every time Master visits, he gives me so many treasures. Just now, he even gifted the Black Tortoise Realm-Protecting Armor! Always receiving like this—it's rather embarrassing. Besides, even if I gained Sacred Spiritual Roots, could I steadily dominate those monsters? Doubtful!

"Better to gift it to Master. Master's combat strength already astounds—near-peerless in this era, surpassing predecessors. With Sacred Spiritual Roots added, he would truly sweep the immortal path. No matter how many monsters this generation births—all fated for suppression beneath Master! So..."

The crowd paid no heed to Lan Nuo's "Master." Merely youthful novelty. But they hadn't expected Ye Chen to gift yet another priceless treasure this time.

The Black Tortoise Realm-Protecting Armor—immensely beneficial for cave heavens. As Lan clansmen, taking without giving felt improper.

Moreover, Lan Nuo's words held reason. If she used it, gaining Sacred Spiritual Roots. She might contend with those monsters—barely qualifying to compete.

But if Ye Chen obtained them, he could transcend everything utterly. The Immortal Path—a smooth highway.

The group exchanged glances, minds replaying Ye Chen's legendary journey. Finally, they gritted their teeth and decided. Gamble once. For Lan Nuo's—and the Lan family's—future.

Before departing, however, Lan Nuo's mother swatted her daughter's rear several more times, warning sternly, "I don't care how you show off outside. But at home—if you dare such rudeness again, lacking respect for elders—I'll hang you up and thrash you..."

Lan Nuo: "Wah wah wah..."