ISWI Chapter 871-872 (Patreon)

Chapter 871: Let Me See Just How Fast You Are!

The golden-robed elder had been deeply worried ever since learning that Ye Chen had also entered the Fourth Realm. Even though he hated to admit it, Ye Chen's combat strength was genuinely terrifying. His daughter was very likely no match for him.

When he later heard that Ye Chen had casually wiped out Alkaid—who had been bolstered by a damaged quasi-immortal array—his despair became complete. His daughter stood no chance against Ye Chen whatsoever.

A Dao-Entrust Treasure was something even the Heavenly Emperor Hall did not possess. Yet given his daughter's temperament, she was destined to walk the path of defying and severing the Great Dao. Without a Dao-Entrust Treasure, that journey would be far too perilous. The thought had gnawed at his heart.

Now, however, the latest news left him with mixed feelings of joy and dread. The good news: his daughter had obtained a Dao-Entrust Treasure. She should now be able to sever her Dao steadily and surely. The bad news: the treasure had been given to her by Ye Chen. He remembered how he had solemnly instructed her not to hand the Heavenly Will Dao-Entrust Jade over to Ye Chen. Yet in the blink of an eye, it was Ye Chen who had given it to her instead.

The realization stung his pride. But wounded pride was the least of his concerns. What truly alarmed him was the implication. Ye Chen was definitely no good person. To so casually part with such a priceless gift could only mean one thing—he harbored improper intentions toward his daughter. He knew better than anyone how peerlessly beautiful she was.

Ye Chen already had a harem full of women—and all sorts of bizarre creatures besides. He fell for anyone he saw, utterly shameless and indiscriminate. Faced with his daughter's beauty and bearing, how could someone like that possibly hold back?

The mere thought of his daughter being targeted by such a man sent blood rushing backward through his veins; his face flushed crimson with fury.

No. Absolutely not.

His daughter was destined to become an immortal in the future. If she were ever to take a Dao companion, only the foremost young paragons walking the paths of the great immortal sects would be worthy.

Ye Chen was merely one of the top heavenly prodigies of the cultivation world. In the Immortal Realm, he would be respectable but hardly exceptional—how could he compare to the true apex geniuses of the immortal domain? He would never allow his daughter to be led astray!

Yes, receiving the Dao-Entrust Treasure was an immense fortune. Still, he would have her offer Ye Chen appropriate compensation to sever this thread of karma once and for all.

Moreover, there was no longer any need for Ye Chen to continue acting as the false heir. He would send word at once to clarify the matter and put an end to the deception. From now on, he would watch over his daughter every single moment. Never again would he allow Ye Chen the slightest chance to approach her.

In short, the golden-robed elder genuinely regretted his earlier decision. If he had known things would turn out this way, he never would have chosen Ye Chen to play the role of fake heir. Had he not done so, his daughter would never have paid special attention to Ye Chen, nor would she have felt any guilt toward him.

…

In the Fourth Realm of the Immortal Path, boundless chaotic qi surged into Yan Qingcheng's body. When she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, a strange, oppressive aura instantly spread across a hundred li in every direction.

At that moment, Yan Qingcheng seemed to carry a trace of the Heavenly Dao itself, inspiring instinctive awe and reverence from the depths of one's soul.

Of course, Ye Chen remained completely unaffected. Still, he watched her transformation closely—after all, when his future master and the others reached sainthood and used the Heavenly Will Dao-Entrust Jade, he would be able to offer them guidance.

Noticing his thoughtful gaze, Yan Qingcheng shook her head lightly.

"The Heavenly Will Dao-Entrust Jade has only just been refined, so I still can't perfectly control my aura. Once I sever my Dao and become a saint, this will no longer happen."

Seeing Ye Chen nod in understanding, she continued, "Fellow Daoist Ye, do you have any pressing matters to attend to next? If not, why not come to the Heavenly Emperor Hall as my guest? You can cultivate there as well."

Ye Chen naturally had no objections. He agreed readily.

Without hesitation, Yan Qingcheng raised her hand and summoned the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot. Though the chariot had been a gift from Ye Chen, she accepted it with calm grace—no coyness, no embarrassment. She simply invited him to ride together.

As Ye Chen looked at the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot, he suddenly remembered the additional "extra" he had thrown in when he presented his earlier gift.

A supreme Extreme Dao weapon—The personal mount once ridden by the founder of the former Jade Pool Holy Land, the Western Empress.

The Western Empress Divine Carriage.

With a casual lift of his hand, Ye Chen summoned it as well.

Yan Qingcheng's beautiful eyes lifted in surprise as she gazed at the divine carriage Ye Chen had summoned.

The body of the vehicle was forged entirely from Nine Heavens Profound Crystal. Above it stretched a starry canopy embedded with countless refined ancient stars, each glowing with a deep, ethereal blue. The seats within the frame looked extraordinarily comfortable.

Having seen her share of treasures, Yan Qingcheng immediately recognized the leather: it was crafted from the hide of a spirit rhinoceros at least ten thousand years old, edged with a layer of soft dragon-scale gold.

The seating area was spacious—several people could lie down together without feeling cramped. Crystalline threads, luminous screens, and all manner of dazzling phenomena shimmered throughout.

At the front, two true immortal deer pulled the carriage. They looked so lifelike that every step they took summoned auspicious clouds beneath their hooves.

The entire vehicle radiated a five-colored glow and was accompanied by faint immortal music. Grand, elegant, and unmistakably feminine in style.

Yan Qingcheng felt a flicker of astonishment—and curiosity. This was clearly a carriage designed for a female cultivator. Did Fellow Daoist Ye actually prefer this aesthetic?

Ye Chen gave a light smile. Of course, he had no particular fondness for an immortal maiden's style. But the Western Empress Divine Carriage had a second form: its combat mode.

With a shift of his will, the carriage began to transform before their eyes. The entire vehicle contracted sharply. The five-colored glow shifted to a blazing gold, sharp and menacing. Its four wheels merged inward and overlapped until only two remained.

The body and frame shrank accordingly, now barely large enough for two people to sit one behind the other. The gentle immortal deer at the front vanished, replaced by a single white tiger radiating an overwhelming, murderous aura. Gone was the earlier aura of harmony and nobility. In its place surged pure, terrifying killing intent.

Yan Qingcheng had already found the carriage vaguely familiar. Now realization dawned.

"This is… the Western Empress Divine Carriage? It has two forms. The divine carriage form excels at defense; the battle form specializes in offense. Legend says that in battle mode, its speed ranks first among all Extreme Dao weapons. It also possesses various offensive capabilities. Back then, Jade Pool once used this very carriage to ram and kill a true immortal… But it was lost during one of Jade Pool's great calamities long ago. I never imagined the Heavenly Emperor had secretly acquired it."

Ye Chen: "…"

Probably not the Heavenly Emperor's doing. The true origin was hard to explain, so he simply smiled and said, "Fairy Yan, why don't you ride in mine instead?"

Yan Qingcheng's eyes sparkled with interest. She nodded.

"I've long heard of the Western Empress Divine Carriage and its peerless speed. Of course I want to experience it…"

"You drive?" Ye Chen asked, seeing her enthusiasm.

She shook her head.

"You drive. Push it to the absolute limit—let me see just how fast you can go."

With that, she waited for the golden-haired Ye Chen to climb aboard first. Then, with her long legs, she stepped up and settled directly behind him.

"Ready?" Ye Chen asked. It was his first time as well.

Yan Qingcheng gave a small nod.

In the next instant, Ye Chen's thoughts moved.

The Nine Heavens Profound Crystal shimmered as runes and divine arrays ignited one after another. Then two scorching, terrifying beams of divine light erupted backward from either side of the carriage. As for the carriage itself—It vanished from its original spot in an incomprehensible blur of speed…

Far off, the onlookers who had been planning to follow them out of the Immortal Path—hoping to witness some grand battle—blinked. In that single moment, the Heavenly Emperor's heir had disappeared.

Stunned exclamations rose among them.

"The Heavenly Emperor's heir… is just too fast!"

Chapter 872: The Candid Senior Brother!

The Western Empress Divine Carriage moved at a breathtaking pace. It was nearly five times faster than the top-grade Extreme Dao weapon, the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot. In barely half an hour, the two of them had already reached the teleportation array of the Fourth Realm.

"This is just too fast…"

Ye Chen sighed in genuine admiration, thoroughly enamored with the Western Empress Divine Carriage and completely forgetting about the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot. After all, what man didn't love speed?

Yan Qingcheng, too, savored the sensation of streaking through the stars like a comet. She even felt a faint pang of regret—the Fourth Realm seemed far too small. The journey had ended before she could fully savor it. She spoke up at once. "When we head to the Heavenly Emperor Hall later, how about we skip the teleportation array? With the Western Empress Divine Carriage, we could probably make the entire trip in just five days."

Seeing that she still wanted to experience it, Ye Chen smiled and nodded. Such a small request—he was happy to indulge her.

"I'll let the elders of the holy land know in a moment, and then we can set off!"

Ye Chen replied without hesitation.

Yan Qingcheng had the same thought. The two stored away the Western Empress Divine Carriage and stepped into the teleportation array.

…

Outside, the world was already abuzz with discussion. Countless voices speculated about the true extent of the Heavenly Emperor's heir's combat power. Even more people had begun to question Ye Chen's physique and spiritual root.

His battle strength was simply too abnormal. Even the most monstrous prodigies looked like nothing in front of him. This was far beyond what an Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo should be capable of.

Yet a fully matured Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo already approached the level of a Chaos Body and could rival an ordinary Immortal Body. So… could the Heavenly Emperor's heir actually possess some kind of Immortal Body?

The idea was almost unthinkable. His spiritual root must also be extraordinary—his cultivation speed was simply too rapid, and the power of his techniques suggested an astonishingly high conversion rate. Did the Heavenly Emperor's heir also have a Sacred-grade spiritual root?

In short, speculation about him ran wild in every direction.

At the same time, the woman who had appeared—suspected to possess a Chaos Body—attracted considerable attention.

In any other era, the emergence of a Chaos Body would have shaken the entire world. But in this generation... Perhaps because Ye Chen shone so blindingly bright, people no longer found a Chaos Body quite so shocking.

Even so, plenty of discussion still swirled around her. Curiosity about her true identity ran high. Everyone wondered which faction could be so patient—hiding a Chaos Body Heir for so long without ever revealing her.

Just as the crowd's curiosity peaked, the teleportation array in the center of Immortal City lit up. Two figures appeared within view.

The man stood tall and straight, exuding an extraordinary aura of handsomeness. His golden hair lent him an extra touch of wild arrogance, as though he looked down upon everything beneath the heavens.

Beside him stood a female cultivator. Her figure was graceful and alluring, her beauty peerless, her demeanor icy and aloof to the extreme. The faint wisps of chaos qi that occasionally drifted from her, the profound swirling vortexes in her eyes, and the aura that seemed to embody the very will of heaven itself—All of it filled the onlookers with genuine, bone-deep fear.

Both of them stood at the peak of Half-Saint. Yet even true Saints felt a chill when looking at them, lacking the courage to stand against them. Even Saint Kings regarded the pair with deep wariness.

Without question, these two were Ye Chen and Yan Qingcheng. Having arrived in Immortal City, Ye Chen swept his gaze around and immediately spotted Feng Baiyu and the others from his own holy land. He strode forward, approached them, and informed them that he would be heading to the Heavenly Emperor Hall next.

When Feng Baiyu learned that the woman was none other than the true Heir, surprise flickered across his face. He looked at Ye Chen, his expression complicated.

"To be honest, I always thought that sooner or later, you and the true Heir would have to fight. And our holy land would inevitably clash with the Heavenly Emperor Hall. But I never imagined… that this generation's Heavenly Emperor heir would be a woman. If she were a man, he definitely wouldn't have made it out of the Fourth Realm alive!"

Feng Baiyu knew Ye Chen far too well. If the true Heavenly Emperor heir had been a man, Ye Chen might very well have rallied them all and stormed the Heavenly Emperor Hall to settle things once and for all. But the Heir was a woman. Not only did Ye Chen refrain from fighting—he had gifted her a Dao-Entrust Treasure and turned enmity into alliance in the blink of an eye.

"Enough already. Go on, then. Treat her well. Even if you can't become the true Heavenly Emperor heir, being the man of the true Heavenly Emperor heir isn't a bad consolation prize."

Feng Baiyu waved his hand, dismissing Ye Chen.

Ye Chen immediately shook his head. "Holy Master, I'm not that kind of person."

Feng Baiyu felt the urge to roll his eyes. He had no interest in debating the matter further and simply waved again, urging Ye Chen to leave quickly.

Ye Chen then turned toward his senior brother. The senior brother had already returned after finishing his business and now watched Ye Chen with evident anticipation.

Ye Chen gave a small nod. "Mission accomplished. Senior Brother, I've already placed Senior Sister Dantai inside the Divine Maiden Furnace. But I swear—once the furnace was fully activated, I didn't glance inside even once."

With that, Ye Chen conjured a thick curtain of mist between himself and his senior brother, blocking all outside view. He then took out the Divine Maiden Furnace. The furnace could shrink to the size of a palm. In Ye Chen's hand, it resembled nothing so much as a side-lying jade beauty.

Ye Chen frowned slightly—he thought he heard the faint sound of water sloshing inside as it moved. But that wasn't his concern. He promptly handed it over to his senior brother.

The senior brother's pupils contracted sharply. "Why are you giving it to me? Dantai is at a critical moment. How could I, her senior brother, possibly look? Besides, I've already done everything I could. If she still can't recover after this, there's nothing more I can do!

"Since you were the one who put her in there, Junior Brother, it's only right that you handle the rest. One task shouldn't trouble two masters. You're reliable and resourceful, Junior Brother. You'll be able to help Dantai far more than I ever could.

"And from what I know of her, she's a bit flighty, not particularly possessive, and doesn't like to compete. Honestly… she'd probably prefer someone like you. Besides, if she really becomes your Dao companion, you'll put even more effort into helping her recover."

Ye Chen: "???"

What are you even talking about? No man would happily let someone else see the woman he likes—let alone hand her over to become another's Dao companion. Yet his senior brother showed not the slightest hesitation or jealousy. Could it be that what Dantai Xuan had said before was actually true?

This was the kind of personal preference Ye Chen would normally never ask about. But now he couldn't hold back. "Senior Brother… do you happen to prefer petite cultivators—the kind who aren't particularly curvaceous, with youthful, innocent faces?

Hua Yunfei showed no trace of shame. Instead, he laughed freely and openly. "Did Dantai tell you that? Indeed. Only when facing that type do I ever feel my heart stir… Unfortunately, they're extremely rare. And among the few I've met, even fewer have the temperament, talent, and manner of speech that truly satisfy me…

"The Immortal Path is long. If I could walk it together with someone who truly moves my heart, that would be wonderful. Actually, when I passed by the Immortal Fall Land, I once glimpsed the phantom of a female cultivator on the outskirts. She was petite and exquisite, with a temperament perfectly to my taste.

"The only thing I didn't quite like was that, despite her small frame, certain parts were no less impressive than those of mature women—perhaps even more so… And she carried an extra layer of seductive charm that lacked the clarity I prefer…"

Ye Chen: "…"

So Dantai Xuan hadn't been exaggerating after all. His senior brother really was like this. But what Hua Yunfei said at the end—about the woman he saw in the Immortal Fall Land—suddenly made Ye Chen's eyes brighten.

A petite body, a youthful face… yet an overwhelmingly curvaceous figure? Could this be the legendary giant loli that so many men dreamed of?