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ISWI Chapter 814-816
🕑 Added 2026-02-11 02:56:04 +0000 UTCChapter 814: The Wronged Holy Spirit!
Before Lan Nuo's seclusion cave. Upon learning she was about to enter closed-door cultivation, the Lan family members grew immensely excited. They arrived in droves. Many clansmen even came to pay their respects.
After all, the current Lan Nuo truly deserved the title of the greatest genius in Lan family history. The third Sacred Spiritual Root bearer in the entire history of the cultivation world. She had genuinely surpassed the ancestors. The pride of the Lan family.
Yet seeing the crowd, Lan Nuo instantly shed her earlier playful adorableness. Her demeanor turned icy in a flash. She nodded slowly to the clansmen. She had originally planned to act coquettishly toward Ye Chen, making him promise "next time for sure."
But with so many present, she clearly couldn't say that. Instead, she spoke coolly, "My fate is mine, not heaven's! When we meet again, if you still refuse me, I'll take it myself!"
Ye Chen burst into laughter at her words.
The Lan elders, however, grew displeased. The Heavenly Emperor's heir had even gifted you the Nirvana Sacred Liquid. And you dare speak like this?
Lan Nuo's mother already raised her hand. But Lan Nuo was prepared. In an instant, she slipped into her cave, the doors sealing shut…
Ye Chen couldn't stop chuckling. The Lan family hurriedly apologized to him. He waved it off—this was private flirtation between him and Lan Nuo, not for outsiders. Yet for her to say such things... it proved Nuonuo was truly pent up.
But no choice—who made her his only ten-thousand-times cultivator? There would surely be uses for her later. So endure for now. After ascension, all would be well…
…
With Lan Nuo in seclusion, Ye Chen prepared to depart. The Lan family was deeply reluctant, presenting heaps of treasures.
Ye Chen accepted without ceremony. Finally, under their grateful gazes, he boarded the flying vessel of his own Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. He had amassed sufficient origin. And the fishes had grown too clever—no longer biting.
So Ye Chen grew lazy about driving his own fishing expeditions. He could use the journey back to the Great Yan Continent to await his Immortal Spiritual Root's transformation. While repairing the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot and similar items.
…
Within the cave heaven.
Ye Chen finally arrived. Gazing at the holy spirit within the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade at the center of the stellar pool, a smile curved his lips. Though Nuonuo had reached ten thousand times, an eight-thousand-times holy spirit remained immensely appealing. Especially with potential for growth through continued gestation.
The only flaw was the crack marring the otherwise flawless gem. He wondered if it would affect her aptitude. These days, the holy spirit had felt both bliss and frustration. This cave heaven was paradise to her. A single day here equaled a year of gestation in her original small world.
The sheer number of spiritual plants defied imagination—eleven immortal roots, countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, chaos spiritual qi, and peculiar laws. All of it made the holy spirit feel her countless prior years had been wasted. Remaining here, perhaps in mere two or three centuries, she could emerge perfectly.
Yet one thing irked her endlessly. That woman who always cultivated beneath the Enlightenment Tea Tree. Stealing her chaos spiritual qi was bad enough. Yet she cultivated half-heartedly, as though waiting for something. Every few days, she would stand and stroll about, sit atop her, even kick her occasionally.
Unbearable. Truly unbearable.
Sensing Ye Chen's arrival now, the holy spirit immediately shrank inward, terrified he might discover her awakened consciousness and boot her out. She had already claimed this cave heaven as home. She absolutely refused to leave.
"This holy spirit—has it shown any signs of activity lately?"
Ye Chen asked curiously of Luo Bingling.
She shook her head. "Before emergence, a holy spirit is just a rock. No reaction to kicking or hitting—see for yourself…"
With that, her golden-armored boot-clad foot solidly kicked the jade several times.
Thud, thud, thud.
The pool water rippled from the impacts.
Ye Chen jumped in fright. Too much external disturbance could affect the holy spirit. But glancing at the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, it showed no response. The graceful silhouette within remained utterly still.
Relieved, Ye Chen relaxed. "This holy spirit isn't delicate at all—that's a good thing."
Luo Bingling lost interest in the jade. Ye Chen had promised "just a few days," yet left her waiting a full month. She had long grown impatient. Turning her back to him, hands braced on the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, she slowly lowered her peerless waist—beauty rivaling even the jade's material. Those two exquisite, alluring dimples at the small of her back revealed themselves.
Ye Chen gazed and nodded approvingly.
Flawless dimples.
When gripping her waist, his thumbs would fit perfectly into them.
Utter perfection.
Having stood Luo Bingling up for a month, Ye Chen felt a twinge of guilt. Smiling, he stepped forward. Soon, he discovered a new function of the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade. Translucent yet reflective, it mirrored the surroundings. With the pool water rippling, the jade's surface reflected the pair's entwined figures. Exquisitely beautiful.
Within the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, the holy spirit had already fumed over Luo Bingling's words and the fresh kicks. But with Ye Chen present, she dared not show the slightest reaction. She could only curse inwardly, vowing everyone's death.
She had assumed Ye Chen would leave shortly. Yet to her horror, Luo Bingling braced both hands upon her shell. Watching their actions…
The holy spirit's fists clenched.
I, a grand holy spirit of Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade—and you dare do this beside me? Remove your filthy hands! Don't touch me!
But her inner roars went unheard. The jade's presence in the pool even added a touch of novelty. Bracing against it, leaning on it, propping upon it…
Luo Bingling even toppled the man-high jade and lay atop it…
Meanwhile, Ye Chen noted the holy spirit within showed truly no response to the outside. Utterly reassured, he said nothing—merely continuing…
The pair played in myriad colorful ways around the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade. Perhaps compensating for the month-long delay, though Luo Bingling's combat prowess faltered and she surrendered swiftly, she soon rallied with renewed vigor. Only after a full week did she finally yield completely, crying for mercy.
Within the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade, the holy spirit's heart had turned to ashes. She felt her fragile consciousness nearly shattered by the shocks. Since awakening, this was the first time she wished to sink back into slumber.
The scene was too outrageous—far too overwhelming for a newly-born holy spirit. These two treated her as less than nothing. And that man was utterly monstrous, leaving her trembling in fear. Terrified he might suddenly split the jade open and drag her out to torment.
At that thought, dread deepened. She dared not emit even a wisp of conscious fluctuation. Watching the pair finally depart to their own affairs, she no longer dared curse as before. Gazing at her now-soiled Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade shell, she could only feel wronged in her heart. Those two didn't even wipe her clean…
Chapter 815: Even Worse Than the Heavenly Emperor!
Luo Bingling appeared formidable but proved extraordinarily fragile in endurance. In stamina, she fell short even of Lu Jing and the others. Yet she always approached it with great enthusiasm. Truly a case of being unskilled yet loving to play. But when it came to cultivation, Luo Bingling was exceedingly diligent. She soon immersed herself fully.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen's cultivation had reached perfection. The Nirvana Immortal Fetal Spring irrigated his spiritual root, currently undergoing metamorphosis. There was little left to cultivate. Thus, he focused on repairs.
Immortal gold and exquisite jade were lavished without restraint. The more he added, the greater the future feedback. Midway, he even eyed the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade. The holy spirit within was remarkably easy to raise—nothing seemed to wake it.
So Ye Chen expended effort, dulling the edges of several Extreme Dao weapons before scraping a bit of powder from the base. He incorporated it into the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot.
Two full months passed. The once battle-scarred chariot now gleamed anew. Aside from retaining its original shape, everything else was transformed. Its grade had recovered to a high-grade Extreme Dao weapon.
Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction. Next time he met Yan Qingcheng, he would gift her this chariot. The feedback surely wouldn't disappoint.
Over these two months, the holy spirit—intermittently used as a battlefield—now suffered scraping. It nearly emerged in rage, the crack almost widening.
Too much bullying! Far too much!
When I emerge, you'll all pay!
But soon, the holy spirit had no energy left for anger.
Luo Bingling, whose cultivation had also reached peak Mahayana Third Heaven, sought to express her joy. At some point, she leaned against the Seven-Colored Nirvana Jade once more.
The holy spirit wanted to weep.
I'm soiled again!
…
Two months elapsed.
The group had returned to the Great Yan Continent. Ye Chen originally planned to visit Heavenly Intentionion Holy Land first and deliver the origin to his fiancée. But a sudden upheaval stirred within him.
The spiritual root irrigated by the Nirvana Immortal Fetal Spring, mid-metamorphosis, showed signs of awakening. It seemed on the verge of completion. As the root stirred, his already peaked cultivation surged uncontrollably upward. As though about to break through on the spot.
Ye Chen frowned and suppressed it. When Lan Nuo gained her Sacred Spiritual Root, her cultivation had soared straight to peak Third Heaven. The Immortal Spiritual Root was undoubtedly more terrifying. Merely stirring, and he could barely contain it. The system had said one year for completion. But with his unique physique, a shorter time wasn't impossible.
Ye Chen had no wish to break through now. The Divine Maiden could still yield gifts. That would strengthen him further. A Sacred Spiritual Root alone caused explosive cultivation growth.
An Immortal Spiritual Root? Upon full awakening, his cultivation would surely erupt. Thus, he needed to break through soon and visit his fiancée after.
With this in mind, Ye Chen exited the cave heaven, stepped from the cabin, and informed the Holy Master that he needed to visit the Heavenly Desire Sect.
Feng Baiyu grew speechless.
Along the journey, Ye Chen had been surrounded by women—Yao Yuezhi, Little Peacock King's mother, the Divine Silkworm Clan Leader's wife, Lan Nuo, and more. Women never ceased around him.
Even on the return, Feng Baiyu often found Ye Chen absent from his cabin. It was easy to guess he had entered the cave heaven to… indulge with Luo Bingling. Yet still unsatisfied—heading to the Heavenly Desire Sect upon return.
This kid…
But Ye Chen was now the undisputed face of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. And though he played freely, his cultivation speed and combat prowess never lagged. Feng Baiyu said no more, merely redirecting the flying vessel.
At the same time, sensing Ye Chen's surging, breakthrough-imminent cultivation, Feng Baiyu shook his head. He had planned a leisurely breakthrough—nothing urgent. But now surpassed by Ye Chen? Unacceptable.
Time to accelerate. Upon return, he would find an excuse for one or two years of seclusion, fabricate some fortuitous encounter, and break through to sainthood!
Just to shock the kid. Remind him: there are always greater heavens and stronger people. Your Holy Master will forever be your Holy Master.
…
Heavenly Desire Sect.
The Heavenly Desire Sect could once have been called a major sect, but its status had never been particularly high. After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, strength reigned supreme. Yet now, it had truly risen to prominence.
In the struggles over surrounding interests, the Heavenly Desire Sect grew increasingly assertive. The reason was simple. Their divine maiden had been extraordinarily lucky—she had encountered this generation's heir of the Heavenly Emperor, a man whose lust for women bordered on obsession.
The Heavenly Emperor's heir did not merely take a fancy to the divine maiden. He devoured young and old alike, even bringing her master into his cave abode. Rumors even swirled that he harbored designs on her grandmaster, forcing the elder to emerge from seclusion...
Who was the Heavenly Emperor's heir? Even if he failed to ascend to immortality in the future, he was destined to become a Quasi-Immortal.
Back in the Great Yan Continent, those who had once stood on equal footing with him—Yao Gu, the divine son of the Yao Clan, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son, the Heavenly Intention Holy Maiden, and others—had either perished or submitted. The survivors no longer operated on the same plane of existence.
Moreover, the successor despised anyone who dared touch his women. As a result, the Heavenly Desire Sect rose with the tide. It was also said that, because he disliked other men entering the sect, the Heavenly Desire Sect had changed its rules five years ago.
In the past, proud geniuses with powerful backers or mighty experts could freely enter the sect to spend the night with their lovers. Now, no one was permitted inside. Even those with sweethearts in the sect could only meet them in the neighboring immortal city. This naturally drew complaints from many.
Yet even saints dared not offend the Heavenly Emperor's heir. They could only swallow their grievances. In their hearts, though, they cursed him as a selfish bastard—enjoying himself while caring nothing for others' plight. Even the ancient Heavenly Emperor had never been this domineering.
Within the Heavenly Desire Sect, the divine maiden Fan Qinghe—whose skin glowed with an amber sheen, as though she bathed daily in thick honey—cultivated in deep concentration. After her flawless transformation the previous time, her aptitude had advanced further. Her cultivation speed accelerated, and her combat strength soared. She had now reached the late stage of the First Heaven.
Yet in several sparring sessions, few elders of the sect—even those at the Second Heaven—could match her. The sect master, meanwhile, radiated contentment and appeared ever more alluring. Though her talent fell short of her disciple's, she remained only at the early stage of the First Heaven. Still, breaking through to Mahayana had fulfilled her lifelong dream.
More importantly, it seemed she might yet advance further in the future. These prospects filled the voluptuous sect master with daily joy and renewed hope.
"Qinghe, word has come from the Central Continent. Ye Chen's cultivation has reached the perfection of the Third Heaven..."
The sect master hesitated, a trace of anxiety in her voice. "Do you think he'll come? Will he visit us as soon as he returns? Has he contacted you?"
Before, she had been content merely reaching Mahayana. But after tasting it once, she naturally craved more. If she could break through to Half-Saint, that would be even better. Yet she also feared appearing too greedy—that Ye Chen might grow displeased and deny her this time...
Chapter 816: The Grandmaster Is Leaving!
At those words, a faint smile curved across Fan Qinghe's face—which had grown even more enchanting since her last transformation, every glance and smile utterly captivating.
"There's no need to worry. Ye Chen will come. What I need to do now is cultivate diligently so that I take a little less from him when the time comes."
Fan Qinghe spoke with quiet confidence. Ye Chen truly loved her. And her Protector was nothing short of miraculous—his reserves seemed inexhaustible. No matter how much he gave to sate her, his battle prowess remained undiminished, and he continued to dominate the world. His cultivation speed was just as astonishing as ever.
Only the three of them—master and disciples of the Heavenly Desire Sect—knew the truth. Outsiders spread rumors that she had completely submitted to the Heavenly Emperor's heir without ever tasting his essence. In reality, nothing could be further from the truth. Not only had she been fully nourished, but her master had also benefited, achieving a transformation that propelled her into the Mahayana realm.
Still, Fan Qinghe felt Ye Chen was carrying too heavy a burden—feeding both her and her master. She had to cultivate harder, do whatever she could to ease his load.
At the same time, she had made a firm decision deep in her heart. If she truly achieved perfect transformation and obtained the Heavenly Desire Immortal Body one day, she would spare no effort to help Ye Chen seize Immortal Qi. She would help him ascend to immortality. She could follow him into the immortal realm and ascend later—it would not matter.
Besides, her Protector refused to claim her before her perfect transformation, unwilling to hinder her cultivation. To repay him, she had spent this time earnestly learning from her master, absorbing knowledge and experience. Her grandmaster, in particular, had been exceptionally warm toward her, generously imparting valuable insights. She was certain that, when they met again, Ye Chen would be pleased.
...
Hearing this, the sect master finally relaxed. Yet she could not help herself and asked in a slightly fawning tone, "Then this time... may I watch from the side again?"
Fan Qinghe could not suppress a soft laugh. Watch? Her master had done far more than watch—she had settled in comfortably. But Ye Chen had thoroughly enjoyed it. Since he refused to take her before her perfect transformation, letting her master take her place and bring him pleasure was hardly unacceptable.
So Fan Qinghe nodded lightly. "As long as he's willing, I have no objection."
Delight instantly bloomed across the sect master's face. She inwardly sighed with relief—she had not taken this disciple for nothing.
Moments later, however, hesitation returned. The sect master bit her lip, wavered several times, then finally spoke. "Your grandmaster has been stuck at the peak of the Third Heaven for nearly fifteen hundred years. Lately, she's felt the immortal path is hopeless and has fallen into despair. I can sense she's on the verge of qi deviation. I was an orphan she picked up and raised. She cared for me from childhood. And when you were little, she adored you too—she even held you in her arms.
"The thought of her succumbing to deviation—losing cultivation at best, becoming crippled or even perishing at worst—breaks my heart. So I wanted to ask, Qinghe, this time, could we let Grandmaster take just a little? Not much—just enough for the basic transformation I received. I'll take less myself..."
Even the sect master felt embarrassed saying this. She was already ashamed enough living off her disciple's leftovers. Now she wanted to bring her own master into it.
But she had no choice. Her grandmaster had truly been good to her, guiding her immensely along the path of cultivation. Though she knew the grandmaster's frail, sickly appearance was an act, the sect master could not bring herself to refuse her. So she steeled herself and asked.
Fan Qinghe's lips twitched. She had suspected this all along. Her grandmaster had never emerged from seclusion in the past.
Fan Qinghe had barely met her twice. Yet the moment her master broke through thanks to her Protector, the grandmaster came out of seclusion and began hovering around her, showing excessive concern.
Fan Qinghe had long guessed the woman's intentions. But it simply would not do. Even if Ye Chen had enough to spare, Fan Qinghe was unwilling. She knew her place all too well. She was already parasitic enough—and she had dragged her master into it too.
Ye Chen tolerated it only because he loved her. If they added a grandmaster who had been empty and unfulfilled for fifteen hundred years...
Even if Ye Chen loved her deeply, he might grow hurt. And if that led to resentment toward her, Fan Qinghe could never accept it. Compared to the master who had raised and cared for her, her feelings toward the grandmaster were far more distant.
Fan Qinghe shook her head, her expression troubled. "Master, extraordinary as Ye Chen is, he is not an endless well. Every drop you and I take comes from his hard-earned cultivation. I already feel ashamed bringing up your needs this time... If we added Grandmaster as well, I truly fear he would grow angry."
Her worry was genuine—she dreaded Ye Chen becoming upset and abandoning her. Among female cultivators, many supported their clans even after taking a dao companion, often subsidizing their younger brothers' cultivation. Here, not only did she draw from him, but her master did too. Adding the grandmaster would make them scarcely different from those parasitic figures.
The sect master's mature, alluring features grew serious. The fate of their Heavenly Desire Sect had never been in their own hands. Top-tier geniuses rarely indulged in women. Encountering this generation's Heavenly Emperor's heir had been their sect's greatest fortune. If greed drove him away, it would be a catastrophic loss.
After a moment's hesitation, memories of her own master's kindness flooded her mind. The sect master clenched her teeth. "Qinghe, you're right. All three of us drawing from him at once would be far too much. Then I will take nothing. When the Heavenly Emperor's heir arrives, speak directly of your grandmaster. If she breaks through to the Half-Saint realm, it will benefit our entire sect. As for me... I was being greedy. Reaching Mahayana in this lifetime already fulfills me."
Fan Qinghe's delicate brows immediately furrowed. No woman wanted to offer others to her man. Her master was one thing—she was family. But if it were the grandmaster this time, she too would surely settle in fully.
After all, how vast was the power of laws within a Third Heaven Mahayana cultivator? If they drew as before, it might take a year or two. Intimacy would be inevitable.
Fan Qinghe wanted to refuse, yet seeing her master's expression, she could not bring herself to do so. Just then, both women sensed a majestic aura approaching from beyond the mountain gate. Their brows arched in unison.
"It's the aura of the Heavenly Emperor's heir! He's here!"
Speak of the devil, and he appeared.
Joy surged through Fan Qinghe and the sect master. They immediately prepared to fly out and greet Ye Chen. Yet the moment they emerged from the cave abode, they saw the sect's founder drifting toward them—her figure commanding, hips as wide as her shoulders, waist remarkably slender, her mature aura like that of a fully ripened gourd.
Fan Qinghe felt a twinge of unease. She worried the grandmaster had come to press the matter of drawing from her Protector. Soon, however, astonishment replaced her concern. The grandmaster had come to bid farewell.
"Our Heavenly Desire lineage has never controlled its own destiny. Qinghe, I envy you. Cherish this chance. I have been trapped at the Third Heaven for fifteen hundred years. I tried every method, yet could not break through the barrier. My condition has begun to deteriorate."
"Therefore, I intend to venture into the Land of Fallen Immortals, seeking any hope of advancement. The future of the Heavenly Desire Sect rests with you both... Do not worry. Our sect still has the peak Saint King—my own master—who sealed herself long ago... If trouble arises, you may awaken her..."
As the grandmaster's words faded, both Fan Qinghe and the sect master stood stunned...
Comments
Daniel
Jeez, the Heavenly Desire Sect is an endless parade of greedy seniors!
omegasrevenge
tftc
The Tallest Tree
lol they are like those Russian nesting dolls...
Jule02
Its time for the 5 maids to move to the cave heaven
Story Junkie
Play the violin....Grandmaster decides to leave just as Ye Chen is at the gate...Shame on you Grandmaster... Ye Chen make them burst!!!!
Roombot
Feng Baiyu is such a fun character. Also, I hope next time he visits home he finally lets his maids move into the cave heaven full-time. The nirvana jade needs somebody to clean it off!
Roombot
HA! So once Ye Chen reaches the peak of the sixth heaven and returns, there will be another elder coming out of seclusion 🤣 What do you wanna bet SHE also happens to have a master who’s at the peak of quasi-immortal and has a method to ascend without immortal qi but needs to drain a willing quasi-immortal to do it?
Black Rose
Tftc
